"Oh?" Wu Fengtao's sudden words caught Xiang Qingshan by surprise. Turning to him, he asked, "Brother Wu, is there something you want to say?"
Wu Fengtao's face darkened. "Brother Zhu, this is no small matter. We need to report this to Sectlord Hundred Rivers. If we kill Nie Tian now, it would be too impulsive.
"How about this: we lock up Nie Tian first, then inform the sectlords of the two sects. We'll leave the final decision to the sectlords. What do you think?"
With that, Wu Fengtao looked at Zhu Hong, as if asking for his opinion.
"No way!" Zhu Hong rejected coldly, saying fiercely, "This brat must die immediately!"
Wu Fengtao's brows furrowed and his face sank as he said, "Brother Zhu, isn't your request a bit too much? The way I see it, Zhu Zhenbei was the one who started this whole thing. Even if Nie Tian killed someone, he doesn't deserve to die! "
"What?" When Zhu Hong heard Wu Fengtao's words, his face suddenly sank, and he said coldly, "Wu Fengtao, what do you mean by that? Are you going to shield this brat? "
Never could he have imagined that Wu Fengtao would dare to speak to him in such a harsh tone. It was practically challenging his bottom line.
"I'm not shielding him." Wu Fengtao frowned. "It's just that it's clear what's right and wrong. Even if Nie Tian killed Zhu Zhenbei, he doesn't deserve to die."
"Impudent!" Zhu Hong's pupils constricted. "Don't tell me that in your eyes, a direct descendant of the Zhu Clan of Hundred Rivers isn't as good as a piece of trash in the late Paramount God level?"
Wu Fengtao's eyes flickered. "If Nie Tian is trash, then Zhu Zhenbei, who died at his hands, is worse than trash!"
Zhu Hong had no idea how terrifying Nie Tian's battle prowess was. In fact, he was wondering how Nie Tian had killed Zhu Zhenbei.
"You...." Zhu Hong's face darkened, and he didn't know what to say.
However, in the next moment, his expression turned cold and he roared, "Since the people of the Ten Thousand Mountain Sect aren't willing to fight, then the people of the Hundred Rivers Divine Sect will do it ourselves!"
"Zhu Zhi Peng, go and kill this brat!" Zhu Hong growled, his killing intent was heavy.
"Yes!" Behind him, a cultivator appeared. Without any hesitation, he took a step forward and pounced on Nie Tian.
The others were stunned. They didn't expect Zhu Zhipeng to be so ferocious as to directly attack Nie Tian.
Xiang Qingshan and Chang Kun did not stop him, and Wu Fengtao did not stop him either.
Zhu Zhipeng wasn't weak, but compared to Nie Tian, he was trash.
"Die!" Hovering in midair, Zhu Zhipeng let out a fierce roar as he swung his saber down madly. His overwhelming saber intent morphed into a mountain-like saber shadow that slammed down towards Nie Tian.
"You overestimate yourself!" Seeing this, Nie Tian let out a low roar. His eyes were filled with cold disdain, and sword intent surged out of his body. Instantly, heaven and earth shook, and a powerful sword aura soared into the sky, sweeping out in all directions, making him look like a giant sword.
From Xiang Qingshan's attitude towards Zhu Hong, Nie Tian could already tell how weak the Ten Thousand Mountain Sect was compared to the Hundred Rivers Divine Sect.
Because of this, Nie Tian wanted to prove that the Ten Thousand Mountain Sect was not weak!
"Hmm?" Zhu Hong sensed Nie Tian's sword aura from the battle ring. His expression changed and he was shocked.
"Oh no!" Zhu Zhipeng, who was in midair, sensed the terrifying sword aura. His eyes flickered and he screamed in his heart.
Sadly, it was too late.
"Godly Sword!" In the next second, Nie Tian growled and the sword image roared out like a dragon.
"Bang!" Before the saber shadow in the air could touch the sword shadow, it was shattered by the violent sword force.
BAM! A muffled sound rang out as Zhu Zhipeng's body was engulfed by the sword image, and he died without a corpse.
"My heavens! How could Nie Tian be so strong?!" Everyone's eyes widened and they cried out in shock.
By this time, all of the martial artists in the arena had gathered around, and the battles on the other stages had stopped.
Many of the people present knew Nie Tian's name, but they had never seen him fight before.
Therefore, they were all shocked to the core.
"How is this possible?" Zhu Hong's lips trembled as he stood on the stage, his expression unsightly.
Zhu Zhipeng was a peak Paramount God. How could he be so weak in front of a late-stage Paramount God like Nie Tian?
Zhu Zhipeng wasn't the only one who was shocked. The people behind him were even more shocked.
The expression of the Thousand Cloud Divine Sect's Elder Ji Dian sank. He was quite shocked.
The battle prowess Nie Tian had just displayed was beyond their understanding of a late-stage Paramount God.
"What do you think?" At this moment, Nie Tian smiled faintly as he looked at Zhu Hong from afar and asked, "My strength is not bad, right?"
His voice was very calm, but at this moment, when it fell into Zhu Hong's ears, it was very unpleasant to hear.
"Bastard!" The corner of Zhu Hong's eye twitched, and he roared, "Zhu Fei, Zhu Pao, attack together and kill this kid!"
"Yes sir!" Behind him, two other martial artists stepped forward. Their figures blurred into motion at the same time, turning into two raging tornadoes that swept towards Nie Tian.
They were wind-type martial artists, and they moved with incredible speed, so fast that they couldn't even blink.
BOOM!
BOOM!
In the next moment, two raging tornadoes appeared in the void, giving rise to deafening rumbles. Like two ferocious birds of prey, they swooped down towards Nie Tian.
A brutal aura spread out, covering an area of tens of thousands of meters around them.
These two cultivators were obviously cruel and bloodthirsty people. The evil aura on their bodies was very heavy, and even the hurricane contained a fierce aura.
"How terrifying!" The crowd gasped in fear when they sensed the brutal aura in the air.
"Two Ghosts of Heaven and Earth, Counterattack!" However, Nie Tian didn't move in the slightest. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly as he unleashed his sword intent and star power, forming a mighty sword shadow that shot out in a frenzy.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Then, in mid-air, two violent hurricanes collided with the sword shadow. After two explosions, the hurricanes were engulfed by the sword shadow.
Zhu Fei and Zhu Pao also disappeared into the sword shadow. They didn't even have time to scream before they died!
Everyone's eyes widened as they sucked in a breath of cold air. Shock filled their eyes as they looked at Nie Tian. "Hiss!"
Zhu Fei and Zhu Pao together were obviously much stronger than Zhu Zhipeng.
But even so, they died at the hands of Nie Tian.
"Humph." While everyone was still in a daze, Nie Tian smiled Coldly. He looked at Zhu Hong again and said loudly, "Elder, did you see that? I'm not useless. The martial artists of the Hundred Rivers Divine Sect are the real useless ones. All of you are so weak. One touch and you'll die. "
Every single sentence was filled with cold disdain and arrogant provocation.
"Bastard, you …" When Zhu Hong heard Nie Tian's words, it was as if there was a huge rock on his chest, making him speechless.
Nie Tian's words were like a resounding slap to Zhu Hong's face. How could the latter not be enraged?
"You're courting death!" In the next moment, Zhu Hong let out a fierce roar like a wild beast that had gone berserk. His figure flashed, and a violent aura surged as he charged toward Nie Tian!
At this moment, the aura of a peak Immortal State powerhouse spread out and covered the surrounding area. It was terrifying.
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