I, the Emperor of Heaven return

Nie Tian saw the strong killing intent in Ning Zifeng's eyes, and his heart trembled, and he understood it instantly.

Ning Ziyu's flying mount lost control before because someone set a curse, and the person who had the opportunity to set the curse must be someone close to Ning Ziyu.

Nie Tian also suspected that Yue Rushui was the one who wanted to harm Ning Ziyu, but Yue Rushui was too smooth and not in a high position, so there was no reason to harm Ning Ziyu.

Now, he saw Ning Zifeng's killing intent, and suddenly understood that the person who wanted to harm Ning Ziyu was Ning Zifeng!

Ning Zifeng and Ning Ziyu are siblings, blood relatives.

But in many big families, this kind of blood relationship will appear very weak.

Sometimes, in order to compete for resources or some inheritance rights, even brothers will kill each other.

And Ning Zifeng, on the surface, is polite, but in fact, he is gloomy and cruel.

Before he got the Saint-level Life Secret, he respected Leng Shuang Wuchen very much, but now, he has a completely different attitude.

At this moment, the look in his eyes when he was teaching Ning Ziyu a lesson was more murderous than angry!

At this time, Leng Shuang Wuchen looked at Ning Zifeng and did not speak. He wanted to see how Nie Tian would deal with the current situation.

Nie Tian had excellent talent, but as the emperor of Fengtian, his mind and scheming were equally important.

"Boy, have you really integrated the Saint-level Life Art?" At this time, Ning Zifeng looked at Nie Tian and asked solemnly.

"I integrated it, what do you want?" Nie Tian responded lightly, with a calm face.

"You really integrated it?" Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled, and there was shock and anger in his eyes!

His expression clearly said that I, Ning Zifeng, was not qualified to integrate the life art, so why should you integrate it?

"Does my integration of the Saint-level Life Art make you angry?" Nie Tian frowned and raised his eyebrows, with a bit of provocation in his eyes.

"Dog slave, is this how you talk to your master?" Ning Zifeng's eyes sank, murderous intent was exposed, and he roared fiercely, and the whole person was like a ferocious beast.

"Fifth brother, Nie Tian is not a slave!" Before Nie Tian could speak, Ning Ziyu shouted, obviously very angry.

"Shut up!" Ning Zifeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he turned around suddenly, raised his hand, and slapped him.

"Ah!" Ning Ziyu's eyes trembled, and he screamed in fear.

But the next moment, Ning Zifeng's hand stopped in mid-air, and a hand like an iron clamp was holding his wrist.

"You..." Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled, and he looked at Nie Tian with horror, obviously very afraid.

He didn't expect that Nie Tian would dare to stop him.

What he didn't expect was that the power in Nie Tian's hand was very strong. The hand holding his wrist seemed to have a force of ten thousand kilograms, making him unable to move at all.

"What about me?" Nie Tian looked at Ning Zifeng, raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, spoke in a low voice, and secretly exerted force on his hands.

"Crack, crack, crack..." Suddenly, the sound of bones breaking was heard, and Ning Zifeng's wrist bones were actually broken by Nie Tian.

Ah Fei's eyes trembled when he saw this scene, and he couldn't help but turn to look at Leng Shuang Wuchen, who was also surprised.

Leng Shuang Wuchen didn't expect that Nie Tian would be so strong and use such means to deal with Ning Zifeng.

And Nie Tian's martial body is also so strong that it is frightening.

Ning Zifeng is a third-level saint of Tianyun, but his martial body strength is obviously far inferior to Nie Tian.

After being controlled by Nie Tian first, Ning Zifeng had no power to fight back, like meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

"You..." Ning Zifeng endured the severe pain, his eyes were extremely fierce, and he wanted to resist, but he found that his strength could not compete with Nie Tian at all. The more he resisted, the stronger Nie Tian's strength became.

"My friend, don't be impulsive!" Yue Rushui, who was on the side, was frightened and pale, and said quickly.

Ning Zifeng is the owner of this auction house. If something happens here, he, the chief steward, will definitely be in trouble.

At this time, powerful auras appeared in the surrounding void, as if they would break through the void and kill Nie Tian in the next moment.

These strong men are all the secret guards of the auction house, responsible for guarding the auction house and protecting Ning Zifeng.

"Nie Tian, ​​let my fifth brother go!" At the same time, Ning Ziyu's voice also sounded, shouting anxiously.

Obviously, she has not yet felt Ning Zifeng's killing intention towards her.

"Stinky boy, if you dare to touch me, you will never leave this auction house!" Ning Zifeng's eyes were bloodshot and said viciously.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Nie Tian raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, stared at Ning Zifeng with strange eyes, and said: "I just want to remind you that I am now the guard of Miss Ning Ziyu. As long as I am by her side, I will not allow anyone to hurt her!"

"Huh?" Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled, and there was a clear sense of horror on his face.

How could he not hear that Nie Tian was warning him?

Could it be that Nie Tian already knew that the person who secretly killed Ning Ziyu was him!

But how is this possible?

He did it very secretly. The person who cast a spell on Ning Ziyu's flying mount has been killed.

He should not know about this matter!

"This kid must be guessing!" The next moment, Ning Zifeng forced himself to calm down and said in his heart.

"Ning Zifeng, it's you!" Nie Tian looked at Ning Zifeng's reaction and sneered in his heart: "You beast, you actually want to kill your own sister!"

Just now, Nie Tian was not completely sure that the person who wanted to kill Ning Ziyu was Ning Zifeng.

But now Ning Zifeng's reaction told him that it was Ning Zifeng who wanted to kill Ning Ziyu!

He couldn't figure out why Ning Zifeng wanted to kill his sister.

"Ning Zifeng, I have indeed merged the Saint-level Life Art. If you are not convinced, you can come to me!" Then, Nie Tian smiled coldly, and as the voice fell, he suddenly exerted force on his hand, and suddenly with a snap, Ning Zifeng's wrist was directly broken!

"Ah!" Ning Zifeng couldn't bear the pain, screamed, and his handsome face became ferocious.

Unbelievable, Nie Tian broke his wrist with just the strength of his hand!

"Ning Zifeng, breaking your wrist is a warning to you." Nie Tian let go of Ning Zifeng and said lightly: "Don't mess with me!"

"You are looking for death!" Ning Zifeng got rid of Nie Tian and was furious. He roared and shouted directly: "Where are the secret guards?"

"My subordinates are here!" The next moment, the auction house secret guards who had been lurking in the void for a long time appeared one after another. Dozens of black-clothed warriors were extremely powerful and released a terrible oppressive aura from their bodies.

"Kill him for me!" Ning Zifeng seemed to be crazy, looking at Nie Tian fiercely and roaring violently.

"Yes!" Dozens of secret guards responded at the same time, their voices were like thunder, and their violent auras were released, like waves after waves, pressing towards Nie Tian!