"I, I ......"

At this moment, Zhao Yin, who finally reacted, had a blue face and sweaty forehead.

The deity Ning Hetu sat in front of him so calmly.

He was just a disciple from Guanshan Academy, how could he have the confidence to continue to sit?

Bang la blah.

Zhao Yin got up in a hurry, his head drooping, and he froze in place, not daring to squeak.

Qiu Yan's face was also extremely pale.

He has completely suffered from unjustified disasters, after all, his mouth grows on others, where can he control it?

"Young Master Qiu, you haven't answered my words yet." Ning Chen picked up the chopsticks on the table, took the wine, picked up a few peanut oils, and savored them.

At this moment, the whole scene was dead silent.

Even if it was a strong howling wind, he didn't dare to speak on such an occasion.

Hundreds of eyes all fell on Ning Chen.

Qiu Yan was publicly named by Ning Chen, knowing that he couldn't be fooled, he gritted his teeth, although he was unwilling, he still said, "Qiu, I don't dare to compare with Ning Shaoshuai." ”

"But when this man said that this king is not as good as you with a finger, didn't you smile very happily?"

Autumn Death, "......"

"Hiss."

Zhao Yin felt cold air in his throat, panicked, and knelt down on the spot.

Ning Chen didn't care about Zhao Yin's actions, he just stared at Qiu Yin with a bright look in his eyes.

Qiu Yan felt as if he was being targeted by death, his entire limbs were gradually getting cold, and his forehead was bruised, and he was even more violent.

After a long time, Qiu Yantie blushed, stood up, and gave a big salute to Ning Chen, "This matter is indeed Zhao Yin's mouth, I, apologize on his behalf." ”

Ning Chen hummed softly, turned sideways, and looked condescendingly at Zhao Yin who was kneeling on the ground.

Zhao Yin trembled.

"Young Marshal, I know it's wrong." Zhao Yin couldn't bear it, and kowtowed while admitting his mistake.

"What's wrong?" Ning Chen said with a smile.

"The mistake is that you shouldn't be open-mouthed, you shouldn't be the object of ridicule, and you shouldn't be ......"

Zhao Yin was so anxious that he opened his mouth to say a series of words, and finally a sentence came out, "What kind of bullshit is Qiu Yan, how can he be qualified to be on an equal footing with the young marshal?" ”

Autumn Death, "......"

At this moment, Qiu Yan's face was blue again.

However, Ning Chen was sitting at the scene, even if Qiu Yan had fire in his heart, he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and in the end, he could only hold back.

Li Xiaofeng, as well as some members of the sect, were stunned at the scene, and they didn't dare to come out.

After all, this young marshal is a martial arts master himself, and he has basically reached the terrifying point where he is not a saint and cannot be surrendered.

If you really have any thoughts about getting rid of it, you may have to be killed by the other party.

However, in the end, Qiu Yan, who was squeezed out of face, finally said a digression with a deep meaning, "My deputy master of Qiushui Sword Valley is meeting the Qingwu Sage in Taohuawu." ”

Deputy Door Master, Qingwu Sage.

The two key words are naturally a warning to Ning Chen, don't think that there is really no one in the huge north who can cure him.

What's more, Ning Chen's original intention when he came to Qingfeng City this time was to ask the Qingwu Sage for sin, and he was originally wearing a sinful body, so what qualifications and confidence did he have to show off his martial arts in Laolong Mountain?

"Young Marshal Ning, let's stop this matter, after all, you still have to go to Taohuawu and ask the Qingwu Sage for guilt."

It's another sentence that doesn't sound painful, and the implication is already very obvious.

Ning Chen's sharp eyes fell on Qiu Yan, and he was silent for a long time, he waved his finger and motioned for Qiu Yan to lean over.

Autumn Death moved in confusion.

"Boom!"

Ning Chen suddenly raised his foot and kicked the young master who was wearing gold and silver, and knelt side by side with Zhao Yin on the spot.

"You ......"

Qiu Yan suddenly felt pain, and then, he bit his bleeding lip and grinned, "Ning Hetu, you are too arrogant. ”

"Who told you that this king came to Qingfeng City this time to ask Qingwu for sin?"

Ning Chen set up Erlang's legs, put his hands on his knees, and said in an indifferent tone.

Autumn Death and Mighty Howling Wind were stunned almost at the same time.

Didn't you come to plead guilty?

What is that for?

"If a saint speaks, can you still escape? Hehe. Qiu Yan sneered hoarsely.

Syllable.

Ning Chen raised his hand and slapped it over.

Qiu Yan's still handsome facial features suddenly opened his skin, and blood quickly dripped to the ground along the corners of his mouth.

Countless people at the scene looked at this scene dumbfounded, and sighed in their hearts about the impermanence of the world.

The point is, there is not even a chance to resist.

"Ning Hetu, you are so arrogant, you will not die well."

Qiu Yan is almost crazy now, he is a dignified young master, and he has been bullied to such a situation.

If it spreads out in the future, how will his face remain?

Even the Autumn Water Sword Valley will be reduced to a laughing stock.

"Young marshal, today is a banquet after all, please give each other a face."

Li Xiaofeng was forced to have no choice but to speak out.

Ning Chen paused, nodded and said, "That's right, such a large-scale banquet may be the last time you Li Xiaofeng will hold it, and this king will give you this thin noodles." ”

For the last time.

These four words made Li Xiaofeng's brows jump wildly.

He stared at Ning Chen, who was close at hand, with complicated eyes, and found that after the other party said this, his expression didn't fluctuate much at all, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

This spirit made Li Xiaofeng's heart tremble.

"Drink yeast, I'll go for a walk."

Ning Chen originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to drink some wine to help the fun, but now that this incident happened, he was not interested, so he gently put down his chopsticks, stood up and left.

Everyone looked at Ning Chen's back as he walked away, and at the same time, they felt that the atmosphere was relaxed, and at the same time, they were shocked to feel palpitations.

This is the youngest heroic figure in the north, whether it is courage or posture, it is really extraordinary.

"Grass."

After Qiu Yan was sure that Ning Chen was gone, he immediately stood up, gritting his teeth and instructing his entourage in a low voice, "What the hell are you doing in a daze, report to Taohuawu, and let my deputy sect master of Sword Valley come to Laolong Mountain." ”

He clenched his fists and pretended to be crazy, "Ning Hetu, if I don't kill you, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Qiu." ”

Li Xiaofeng stood at the scene, pretending to be calm.

However, the appearance of an old Longshan disciple made him unable to calm down anymore.

"Door master, something is wrong, Qingfeng City is outside...... Here came 50,000 soldiers and horses! ”

Wow!

The whole scene fell into a deathly silence again.

Li Xiaofeng staggered back a few big steps, and said with a shocked face, "Yes, can it be anyone's soldiers and horses?" ”

"It's Ning, Ninghetu."

Autumn Death, "......"

This unruly young master, who had said that he was going to kill Ning Hetu a second ago, immediately closed his mouth, and his whole face became extremely stiff.

Chen soldiers were 50,000, pressing outside the city.

"Ning Hetu's trip to Qingfeng City, I'm afraid, I didn't come to ask Qingwu for sin." Li Xiaofeng shook his head, miserable.

Outside the Breeze City.

Ten black iron armors, facing the bright moon.

Chen soldiers were 50,000, and the army moved to come.