"I heard, you're going to kill my people?"

Feng Tian lowered his eyes to look at him, obviously the others, including Seventeen, were almost shocked by Ni Wang's actions, but Feng Tian's eyes were like looking at an ant.

"Your Excellency's people?"

Ni Wang was stunned, his eyes swept over the people present, and he suddenly remembered Su Caiyin's inexplicable words, so he suddenly understood something-

"It's my slip of the tongue, how dare I move Your Excellency's people? Seventeen, don't hurry up and invite that boy over! ”

"Yes......"

Seventeen silently withdrew his sword, gave Su Caiyin a salute, and turned sideways.

Su Caiyin walked past Seventeen, and Seventeen just turned around and was about to attack the others, but suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and the person was already unconscious.

"Seventeen!"

Ni Wang exclaimed in surprise, he saw with his own eyes how Su Caiyin killed his right-hand man, but he didn't dare to say a word, only dared to call the name of Seventeen.

"Your Excellency, I released your people, and I also released all the people in this room, can you let me leave?"

Ni Wang lowered his head, his hands were already clenched into fists, and there was a monstrous hatred in his lowered eyes.

He knelt on the ground, but at this time he only felt that the ground seemed to be covered with thorns, which made him stiff all over, and the loss of face made him hardly dare to look up!

He is the master of the Xiyao Kingdom Pavilion of the dignified Furong Pavilion, how could he have lost such a person!

As long as it is, as long as it is ......

"Leave? All right. ”

Feng Tian seemed to chuckle.

Ni Wang was overjoyed, immediately stood up, and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Excellency, I don't know Your Excellency's name?" I'll hear about it later. ”

"You don't deserve to know my name." Feng Tian said lightly.

Ni Wang gritted his teeth, laughed dryly and was about to turn away, but in the next moment, he stabbed an object towards Feng Tian!

Kill him, kill this man!

Not only Feng Tian has to die, but the young man he kept has to die, all the people in this room have to die, and anyone who sees himself humble cannot live in the world!

Ni Wang didn't know who Feng Tian was and why his strength was so strong, just a glance at each other made him retreat and tremble, but even if he was strong, he would definitely not be able to prevent it when he relaxed his vigilance.

Thinking very well in his heart, Ni Wang's eyes and face were full of cruelty, but then, he was already frozen.

The tip of the sword he stabbed out was sandwiched between Feng Tian's two fingers, and it was light and fluttering, as if he was not holding a sword, but a piece of paper.

"No, no—"

Ni Wang retreated in shock, he didn't even want the sword in his hand, and he was about to flee!

The sword just now had exhausted all his strength, because of the excessive strength, his right hand was still faintly sour, but looking at the other party's leisurely and calm appearance, this sword was nothing to him at all.

"Stay."

Feng Tian flicked his fingers, and the sword in his hand immediately turned in a different direction and stabbed straight into Ni Wang's chest.

"Hmm......"

Ni Wang snorted, his chest hurt sharply, his eyes blackened, and hot blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

He looked down and saw his sword go through his chest, revealing a tip.

What kind of strength does this have?

Even the purple-level master he recognizes will not have such strength at all, this man, he is not a person, not him!

Ni Wang's face was full of horror and remorse, and he couldn't help but wonder, if he had known that this was the case, would it be better for him to leave directly just now?

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