Four thousand four hundred and sixteenth chapter night-devouring world
In the martial arts arena, dozens of Fenggui warriors felt the overwhelming pressure, and their expressions suddenly changed, becoming extremely frightened.
"Bang bang bang..." Then, amid a muffled sound, figures flew out one after another, drawing bloody trails in the air.
Feng Kun and the others were completely stunned on the high platform, looking at the people on the martial arts field in a daze, unable to believe the scene in front of them.
Nie Tian is simply a monster. He is only in the ninth level of Heavenly Tribulation, but he has such terrifying power.
Dozens of warriors from the Wind Ghost Tribe were severely injured, and some were even lying on the ground unable to get up.
"This, this..." Great Elder Feng Yaosheng's lips trembled and he could not speak at all.
He never dreamed that this would be the case.
"Great Elder, I win." Nie Tian smiled faintly, the sharpness in his eyes making people tremble.
Fan Zhong, Wen Lun and others were also stunned for a long time before finally reacting.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that a ninth-level Heavenly Tribulation warrior could be so terrifying.
Fan Zhong became more determined, following Nie Tian was the wisest decision he had ever made in his life.
"Nie Tian, how brave are you to seriously injure a member of my Fenggui tribe!" But at this moment, a deep roar rang out, it was Feng Kun.
Feng Kun's eyes were red, like a bloody beast with murderous intent.
Nie Tian frowned and said coldly: "They are just injured, they will be fine."
The people in the martial arts arena are all the leaders of the younger generation of the Fenggui clan. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the future of the Fenggui clan.
It is precisely because of this that Nie Tian was measured in his actions, only shocking them and not fatally.
If he really unleashes the power of the divine and demon sword, these people will be crippled even if they don't die.
"Lord Fenghuang, thank you for your mercy." Feng Yaosheng finally calmed down and bowed slightly to Nie Tian to show respect.
How could he not see that the power Nie Tian had just exploded still had some leftover power.
If not, these warriors from the Wind Ghost Clan will probably die a lot.
Although Nie Tian injured these people, it was Feng Yaosheng who wanted to test Nie Tian's strength after all, so it was difficult to say anything.
Feng Yaosheng really didn't expect that the young Feng Emperor in front of him was so strong.
He even felt that even if he fought with Nie Tian at this time, he might not be able to win.
"Great Elder, he injured so many of us, can we just let it go?" Feng Kun still refused to give up and asked angrily.
Nie Tian frowned, looked at Feng Kun and asked, "Then what do you want?"
"If you and I fight, life or death will matter." Feng Kun said solemnly with a sinister look on his face.
"Are you sure?" Nie Tian's eyes darkened and he smiled evilly.
Although Feng Kun was known as the number one genius of the Feng Gui clan, he didn't take it seriously.
If it were a decisive battle with Feng Yaosheng, Nie Tian might still hesitate.
There is nothing to fear from the mere wind and earth.
"OK!" Feng Kun's eyes were extremely cold, with murderous intent coming towards him.
"Feng Kun, you have seen the strength of Lord Fenghuang. We came to the Valley of Wind and Ghost this time not to establish our authority, but to seek cooperation." Wen Lun frowned and said solemnly.
"Shut up!" Feng Kun glared at Wen Lun coldly and said coldly: "Are you qualified to speak here?"
"You..." Wen Lun's face froze, and his chest heaved up and down.
He and Feng Kun were warriors of the same generation, and his biological sister was even engaged to Feng Kun, but Feng Kun didn't take him seriously at all, which made him not angry.
"Feng Kun, Master Fenghuang is not here for provocation. Let's forget about the duel." Feng Yaosheng couldn't stand it anymore and said with a dark expression.
"Impossible!" Feng Kun's eyes were even darker, staring directly at Nie Tian, and said solemnly: "I must fight!"
"Since that's the case, then it's as you wish." Nie Tian couldn't bear it anymore. He said coldly, and with a movement of his figure, he came directly to the sky above the martial arts field.
Feng Kun is so arrogant, if he continues to avoid fighting, he would be really cowardly.
"Okay!" Feng Kun sneered, his figure like lightning, standing coldly in the sky, confronting Nie Tian coldly.
"This..." Feng Yaosheng's old face sank and he was speechless.
"Don't worry, Great Elder, Lord Fenghuang is sensible." Fan Zhong naturally knew what Feng Yaosheng was thinking and said with a faint smile.
After all, Nie Tian and others wanted to seek opportunities to cooperate with the Feng Gui clan, so no matter how angry Nie Tian was, he would not kill Feng Kun. At most, he would just teach the latter a lesson.
When Feng Yaosheng heard Fan Zhong's words, his expression did not improve at all, but became even more gloomy.
It seemed that he was worried about something.
"It seems that this guy named Feng Kun has something." Tang Shisan saw that Feng Yaosheng was actually a little worried about Nie Tian, and said secretly in his heart.
Since Feng Yaosheng had seen Nie Tian's strength, but he was still worried about Nie Tian, it meant that Feng Kun was indeed a strong man.
"Could it be that Feng Kun has fully understood the Eight Winds Ghost Dance?" Wen Lun also saw the clues and couldn't help but feel worried.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
I hope Nie Tian doesn't underestimate Feng Kun, otherwise something big might happen.
"Lord Fenghuang, do you think I am just an arrogant idiot?" High in the sky, Feng Kun looked at Nie Tian with cold eyes and an evil smile on his lips.
"You're not stupid, you're just too arrogant." Nie Tian smiled faintly. He did not look down on Feng Kun. On the contrary, he felt that Feng Kun must have someone to rely on if he dared to be so provocative.
Therefore, Nie Tian had no intention of holding back in this battle.
When necessary, he can even activate the body of gods and demons!
Although Feng Kun's life was very important, Nie Tian obviously cared more about himself than his own life.
"Really?" Feng Kun smiled coldly and shouted: "That's because I have the capital to be arrogant!"
"Boom!" The moment the voice fell, Feng Kun took a step forward, and terrible power suddenly surged around his body. Strange runes were condensed and connected in the void, and in the blink of an eye, a huge barrier was formed, covering
Tens of thousands of meters of space.
"This is..." Wen Lun felt the breath of blood in the barrier, his eyes trembled violently, and he was horrified.
"The Night-Eating Realm!" Feng Yaosheng's face changed drastically, and he uttered four words tremblingly.
"Could it be the blood sacrifice barrier of Bafeng Ghost Dance?" Wen Lun's eyes narrowed, and he immediately thought of something, and was horrified to the extreme.
He once heard Wen Hou say that the bloodline power of the Fenggui clan is called Night-eating Snow Cicada, and it is a special bloodline derived from the ancient Snow Cicada.
The power of the Night-devouring Snow Cicada allows the warriors of the Wind Ghost clan to practice the Eight Wind Ghost Dance.
In the Eight Winds Ghost Dance, there is a blood sacrifice barrier, which is the night-eating realm.
The Night-Eating Realm is very terrifying. Once activated, it can increase the warrior's strength several times and suppress the opponent's power.
However, the Night-Eating Realm will cause great damage to the bloodline, so the Night-Eating Realm will never be opened until it is absolutely necessary.
Moreover, if the Night-Eating Realm wants to be broken, there is only one way other than removing the spell caster, and that is to kill the caster! No one thought that Feng Kun would directly open the Night-Eating Realm!
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