Chapter 3600 Are You Kidding?

Nie Tian looked at the person in front of him, his eyes instantly became lowered, and there was a cold feeling in his eyes.

Ning Zifeng looked at Nie Tian, ​​her eyes flickering slightly, looking a little wary, and her face was very ugly.

Nie Tian already knew that he wanted to kill Ning Ziyu, and if Nie Tian hadn't been there, Ning Ziyu would have died in his hands.

He did not expect that Nie Tian and Ning Ziyu would come back at this time.

"Ziyu!" At this time, a slightly excited voice sounded, and then a figure rushed out of the lobby. The moment he saw Ning Ziyu, his eyes trembled with heat, and he was very excited.

Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. He was a middle-aged man, dressed in fine clothes. He looked graceful and luxurious, but his loss of manner at this time made him lose the majesty he should have had.

"Father." Ning Ziyu looked at the middle-aged man, couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and shouted in a low voice.

This middle-aged man is none other than her father, Ning Mingyuan, the president of the Seventh Cultivation Branch of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.

"Zi Yu, are you okay? Where have you been during this time?" Ning Mingyuan recovered a little and his eyes darkened. Although he was angry, there was an unconcealed sense of care in his words.

"I'm fine." Ning Ziyu nodded slightly, looking very sad, and said, "I'm sorry, father, I came back late."

"Just come back." Ning Mingyuan nodded solemnly. Although he said it lightly, he could not hide the disappointment in his heart.

He was originally very optimistic about Ning Ziyu, hoping that the latter could pass this family selection and enter a higher level world.

Ning Ziyu is very young and very talented. If she can enter a higher level world, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to her future cultivation.

But it's a pity that she came back too late. The family selection has ended, and I don't know when the next such opportunity will come.

"Father, this boy kidnapped Nineteenth Sister!" At this moment, Ning Zifeng suddenly pointed at Nie Tian and said with a fierce expression.

"Huh?" Nie Tian frowned, his face suddenly darkened, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Ning Zifeng wanted to kill Ning Ziyu, but now she falsely accused Nie Tian, ​​saying that Nie Tian had kidnapped Ning Ziyu. This made Nie Tian not angry.

"You kidnapped my daughter and you dare to show up at the Ning family. Boy, you are so brave!" Ning Mingyuan suddenly looked at Nie Tian, ​​his eyes darkened, and there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes, and his whole body was full of aura. It came out wildly, making the surrounding void tremble, and then rushed towards Nie Tian.

Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression changed again. He did not dodge, but stepped forward. The bluestone floor beneath his feet shattered, and a wave of sword power surged out, directly shattering Ning Mingyuan's aura and pressure. .

"Huh?" Ning Mingyuan was hit by the impact, and his figure retreated continuously. After stabilizing his figure, he couldn't help but screamed in surprise, and looked at Nie Tian with unconcealable horror.

He didn't expect that Nie Tian's strength would be so strong, shattering the pressure of his momentum head-on.

You know, he is the ninth level of Tianyun Saint Master, and Nie Tian only has the eighth level of Tianyun cultivation, how can he block his pressure.

"Nie Tian, ​​your strength is so..." At this moment, Ning Zifeng looked at Nie Tian and couldn't help but scream. Her eyes trembled, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying, and she was so frightened that she couldn't even speak. .

"Zifeng, what's wrong with you?" When Ning Mingyuan saw Ning Zifeng's reaction, his face darkened and he asked with a downcast look.

"Father, father, his strength..." Ning Zifeng pointed at Nie Tian, ​​her eyes were trembling, her upper and lower teeth were chattering, and she couldn't speak at all.

Ning Mingyuan frowned, his face became darker, and he looked at Nie Tian with a hint of confusion.

Nie Tian looks very young, but he has a cultivation level of the eighth level of Tianyun, and his talent is indeed amazing.

But such a talent shouldn't frighten Ning Zifeng to the point of being speechless.

"Why, does my strength scare you?" At this time, Nie Tian took a step forward and looked at Ning Zifeng with a faint smile.

"You...impossible!" Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled, and she subconsciously took a few steps back, exclaiming: "It's impossible for you to be so strong? Absolutely impossible!"

"Zifeng, what's wrong?" Ning Mingyuan saw that Ning Zifeng was a little out of control, his face darkened, and he scolded coldly.

At this time, other people in the lobby also came out.

There are several young warriors among them. They are not very old and have very good strength. They should be the new generation of geniuses of the Ning family.

A warrior in green clothes with a folding fan in his hand caught Nie Tian's attention. The man looked to be only about twenty years old, and his real age should be very young, but his strength turned out to be that of a first-level holy master of Tianyu. His talent was so strong that This is visible.

In addition, there is an old man in gray robes with a powerful aura. He is not under the Wolf King of Evil Moon Sirius. He should be a powerful Saint Lord of Heavenly Righteousness.

At this time, these people all looked at Ning Zifeng, wondering why the latter was so abnormal.

"Father, this boy's name is Nie Tian. When I last saw him, he was only at the first level of Tianyun, but now he is an eighth level warrior of Tianyun." Ning Zifeng managed to calm down, her voice trembling. said.

"Huh?" Ning Mingyuan frowned and his face couldn't help but stiffen. His eyes when looking at Nie Tian obviously changed, and he asked solemnly: "Zifeng, when was the last time you saw him?"

"One, more than a month ago." Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled, as if he was a little unsure or too nervous, he hesitated.

"One month!" Ning Mingyuan's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard the time, and his face showed a bit of fear that could not be concealed.

A warrior actually rose from the first level of Tianyun to the eighth level of Tianyun in one month. Is this really possible?

Ning Mingyuan heard that even those peak monsters in the advanced holy realm would take several years or even decades to reach the Tianyun realm.

And the silver-haired warrior in front of him actually took only one month. How could he believe it?

Unless Nie Tian had an amazing opportunity and obtained some kind of inherited power.

However, any warrior who obtained the inherited power must practice in seclusion.

And now Nie Tian has a calm breath and a stable realm. He doesn't look like a warrior whose strength has increased instantly.

The two people behind him have a little unstable breath, as if their martial bodies can't keep up with the sudden increase in strength.

In short, Ning Mingyuan can't believe that Nie Tian can improve his strength from the first level of Tianyun to the eighth level of Tianyun within a month.

"Ning Zifeng, this kid can improve his strength to the seventh level in a month, are you kidding?" At this time, the green-clothed warrior who was holding a folding fan and had been silent all the time suddenly spoke up, his voice was a little low, and his eyes were full of contempt.

Obviously, he didn't believe that Nie Tian's strength could improve so quickly.

The other people also had sneers on their faces, looking down on Nie Tian.