Nie Tian saw the intense murderous intent in Ning Zifeng's eyes. His heart shuddered, and he instantly understood.
Ning Ziyu's flying steed went out of control because someone had set up a curse. The person who had the opportunity to set up the curse must be someone close to Ning Ziyu.
Nie Tian even suspected that Yue Rushui was the one who wanted to harm Ning Ziyu. However, Yue Rushui was too slick, and her status was not high enough, so there was no reason for her to harm Ning Ziyu.
Now that he saw Ning Zifeng's murderous intent, he immediately understood that the person who wanted to harm Ning Ziyu was Ning Zifeng!
Ning Zifeng and Ning Ziyu were siblings, and they were related by blood.
However, in many aristocratic families, this kind of blood relationship was very weak.
Sometimes, for the sake of resources or inheritance rights, even siblings would kill each other.
Ning Zifeng looked polite on the surface, but he was actually gloomy and ruthless.
Before he obtained the Saint-grade Life Technique, he was very respectful to Leng Shuang Wuchen. However, his attitude was completely different now.
At this moment, the murderous intent in his eyes when he was teaching Ning Ziyu a lesson was even stronger than his anger!
Leng Shuang Wuchen looked at Ning Zifeng without saying a word. He wanted to see how Nie Tian would deal with the current situation.
Nie Tian was extremely talented, but as the Beacon Sky Emperor, his temperament was equally important.
"Brat, did you really fuse the Saint-grade Life Technique?" Ning Zifeng looked at Nie Tian and asked in a deep voice.
"I've done it. What do you want?" Nie Tian answered with a calm expression.
"You really fused it?" Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled. His eyes were filled with shock and anger!
His expression was clearly saying, 'What right do you have to fuse a Life Technique that even I, Ning Zifeng, am not qualified to do so?'
"Are you angry that I fused the Saint-grade Life Technique?" Nie Tian frowned and raised his brows. There was a hint of provocation in his eyes.
"Dog slave, is this how you talk to your master?" Ning Zifeng's eyes darkened, and his murderous intent surged. He roared and looked like a ferocious beast.
"Fifth Brother, Nie Tian is not a slave!" Before Nie Tian could speak, Ning Ziyu shouted from the side. She was obviously very angry.
"Shut up!" Ning Zifeng's pupils suddenly contracted. He suddenly turned around, raised his hand, and slapped him.
"Ah!" Ning Ziyu's eyes trembled as she screamed in fright.
But in the next moment, Ning Zifeng's hand stopped in mid-air. A hand like an iron clamp was gripping his wrist.
"You …" Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled as he looked at Nie Tian in horror. He was obviously very afraid.
He hadn't expected that Nie Tian would actually dare to stop him.
What was even more unexpected was that the strength in Nie Tian's hand was extremely strong. That hand that was holding onto his wrist seemed to have the strength of ten thousand catties, making him unable to move at all.
"What about me?" Nie Tian looked at Ning Zifeng with a cold smile. He spoke in a low voice while secretly exerting strength in his hand.
Crack crack crack … Instantly, the sound of bones breaking was heard. Ning Zifeng's wrist was actually forcefully broken by Nie Tian.
Hoodlum's eyes trembled when he saw this. He couldn't help but turn to look at Leng Shuang Wuchen. The latter's eyes were also filled with shock.
Leng Shuang Wuchen didn't expect Nie Tian to be so domineering and use such a method to deal with Ning Zifeng.
Moreover, Nie Tian's Martial Constitution was also so strong that it was terrifying.
Ning Zifeng was a Holy Disciple at the Third Grade of the Heavenly Charm Realm, but the strength of his Martial Constitution was obviously far inferior to Nie Tian's.
After being restrained by Nie Tian, Ning Zifeng couldn't fight back at all. He was like a piece of meat on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.
"You …" Ning Zifeng endured the intense pain. His eyes were incomparably fierce. He wanted to resist, but he realized that his strength was no match for Nie Tian's. The more he resisted, the stronger Nie Tian's strength became.
"Young friend, don't be rash!" Yue Rushui, who was standing at the side, quickly said. Her face was pale with fright.
Ning Zifeng was the owner of this auction. If something happened to him here, as the Head Warden, he would definitely be in trouble.
At this moment, powerful auras appeared in the surrounding void, as if they were going to break through the void in the next moment and attack Nie Tian.
These experts were the auction house's secret guards. They were in charge of guarding the auction house and protecting Ning Zifeng.
"Nie Tian, let go of my Fifth Brother!" At the same time, Ning Ziyu's voice was heard, and she shouted anxiously.
It was obvious that she hadn't sensed Ning Zifeng's killing intent towards her.
"Brat, if you dare to touch me, you won't be able to walk out of this auction house alive!" Ning Zifeng's eyes were bloodshot as he said viciously.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Nie Tian's lips curled into a smile. He stared at Ning Zifeng strangely and said, "I just want to remind you that I'm Miss Ning Ziyu's guard now. As long as I'm by her side, I won't allow anyone to hurt her!"
"Huh?" Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled, and his face was filled with shock.
How could he not tell that Nie Tian was giving him a warning?
Could it be that Nie Tian already knew that he was the one who wanted to kill Ning Ziyu in secret?!
But how was that possible?
He had done it very discreetly. The person who cast the curse on Ning Ziyu's flying steed had already been killed.
By right, no one should have known about this!
"This brat must have made a wild guess!" Ning Zifeng forced himself to calm down and thought to himself.
"Ning Zifeng, it's really you!" Nie Tian sneered when he saw Ning Zifeng's reaction. "You bastard, you actually wanted to kill your own sister!"
Just now, Nie Tian wasn't completely sure that Ning Zifeng was the one who wanted to kill Ning Ziyu.
But now, Ning Zifeng's reaction told him that Ning Zifeng wanted to kill Ning Ziyu!
He couldn't understand why Ning Zifeng wanted to kill his own sister.
"Ning Zifeng, I've indeed merged with the Saint-level Life Tactic. If you're not convinced, you can come and find me!" Then, Nie Tian smiled Cold. As he said that, he suddenly exerted force in his hand. With a crack, Ning Zifeng's wrist was broken!
"Ah!" Ning Zifeng couldn't bear the pain and let out a strange cry. His handsome face turned hideous.
Unbelievable. Nie Tian actually 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 plainly, "Don't provoke me!"
"You're asking for death!" Ning Zifeng broke free from Nie Tian and was instantly enraged. He roared and shouted, "Where are the Dark Guards?"
"I'm here!" In the next instant, the Dark Guards of the auction house who had been hiding in the void for a long time appeared one after another. Dozens of warriors in black had extremely powerful auras and released a terrifying and oppressive aura.
"Kill him!" Ning Zifeng seemed to have gone mad. He looked at Nie Tian fiercely and roared.
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