Occasionally, the scorching sun is reflected on the blade of the sword, slowly and brilliantly, like the twilight snow of a thousand mountains, so bright that it is unstoppable.

Big cool dragon sparrow.

The first sword in the world.

At this moment, it was returned to Ning Hetu's hands, and it was really a new understanding and feeling.

"Sonorous."

Ning Chen pressed his thumb lightly, and the blade of the sword returned to the scabbard, and at this moment, there was a clear sound again, like mountains and flowing water, and the trembling sound was endless.

When Zhao Meng and Zhou Wenren heard the sword fighting, they couldn't help but feel numb in their scalps and their hearts beating, this dull atmosphere suppressed them and they couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Especially Zhou Wenren, he trembled all over.

It must be known that he was arrogant just now, so Ning Chen obediently obeyed him, but the situation has developed to this point, let alone make the other party surrender, I am afraid that even the courage to speak will disappear.

"Back then, when I Ninghe was looking at the world, no one really dared to let Ben Shuai bow down to him?!" Ning Chen's five fingers turned, pressed on the scabbard, and said lightly.

When Zhou Wenren heard this, his expression was shocked, and a cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

He looked at Ning Chen's back in his sight tremblingly, his pupils full of fear.

This Ning Chen, who is the same age as himself, has an identity and origin that is far from what he can imagine, no wonder this guy reminded himself just now that he took advantage of Ning Chen's good mood to dispel the idea of incorporation.

But Zhou Wenren insisted on going his own way, thinking that as a young figure with a head and face in Fengtian City, he could force Ning Chen, not to mention that he was backed by the Zhou family, with a huge foundation, which could be called a land.

Now it seems that in the realm of Fengtian City, the family energy is still in full swing, and compared to Ning Chen, it is still a grasshopper shaking a tree.

"It's because I don't know Mount Tai because I have eyes, and I ask the young marshal to forgive me."

Zhou Wenren knew that the situation was urgent, and if he didn't make an attitude to ease the situation at this time, he was afraid that his life would be explained here.

At the same time, he also hopes to delay as much time as possible, so as to delay until the people in the family come to the rescue quickly, no matter how far the situation develops in the end, he Zhou Wenren must not die now.

"Stand up." Ning Chen turned his back to Zhou Wendao.

The crazy and moody rich man who had always been in Fengtian City stood up busily, lowered his head, and leaned aside respectfully and even tremblingly.

At this moment, the South Beauty Teahouse basically knows that something big is happening here.

After oral transmission, near the tea hall and even on the outside, almost three layers inside and three layers outside, the blocked water could not be drained, and countless people looked forward to the open-air scene, wanting to find out.

At the same time, the Zhou family also knew that their son had provoked the young man who was in Fengtian City and had long been warned not to offend easily, Ning Chen.

The Li family, the Lu family, and even the Chen family, who had been silent for a long time, also learned the news.

For a while, Fengtian was shaken.

The magnates of all parties gasped for a while.

What kind of identity is this Ning Chen, who has caused such a big storm again?!

Above the south of the beautiful river, hundreds of people worshipped and asked the commander to hold the sword, even if you can't be immersed in such a scene, you can feel the heroic picture.

"Young Marshal Ning, just now I looked down on people, please forgive me, and please don't remember the villain."

Syllable.

Zhou Wenren stubbornly slapped himself under the watchful eyes of all unrelated people in the outfield, and the momentum sank, and his lips and teeth overflowed with blood.

"I really knew it was wrong." Zhou Wenren slapped himself with his backhand again, his hand was very heavy, and his face was blue and swollen in the blink of an eye.

This scene made countless spectators in the outfield who watched the dynamics of the situation gasp.

forced the Zhou family to slap himself, how majestic is this?

Look at the starry eyebrows and sword eyes, Ning Chen, who is clear and beautiful, although he is wearing a set of modern clothes all over his body, but he is holding a big cool dragon sparrow, faintly highlighting the appearance of an emperor.

He stood in front of Zhou Wenren with a quiet expression.

Zhou Wenren was frightened, and his lips trembled.

"Do you know that I have already advised you just now to calm things down as soon as possible and dispel the idea of co-optation?"

"Yes."

"Did you know that I didn't mean to target you in the first place?"

"Yes."

"Did you know that you were threatening me?"

"Know...... Know. ”

The two of them went one after the other, and there were only a few dialogues, which were concise and clear, but the more simple and straightforward the question and answer, the more frightened Zhou Wenren was.

"I'm Ning Hetu, since I was a child, I hate being threatened the most!"

In an instant, a stirring of controversy arose.

Zhou Wenren raised his head suddenly, and suddenly looked horrified, he witnessed a beam of cold light coming out of the sky, approaching his throat, and the trembling sound was like thunder in his ears.

He even saw a pair of eyes like eagles and wolves reflected on the brilliant blade of the sword.

Those were Ning Chen's sharp eyes.

Sonorous!

The sword came out three inches and three, and the moment it was not fully drawn, it was sheathed again.

"You ......" Zhou Wenren originally thought that he had escaped, but as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he found that he was cold, and the moment he subconsciously covered his neck, the blood flowed like an infusion.

The moment Ning Chen returned the sword to the sheath, he didn't look at the rich young man for the last time, and finally raised the five fingers of his right hand casually to Zhou Wenren's body, and finally gently tapped Zhou Wenren's forehead.

"Boom."

Zhou Wenren's thin body fell vertically, and finally planted into the turbulent Xiangjiang River.

"Hiss."

"The sword is so fast, it's not all out of the sheath, and Zhou Wenren ......"

On the other side, Zhao Meng and the others were gray and white after all, so they could naturally see clearly that just now, Ning Chen didn't pull out all his swords at all, but just relied on the three-inch sword blade to send Zhou Wenren back to the west.

"What kind of person is this, so ruthless, so fast sword ......"

Zhao Meng, all the people in the Tie Pear Flower Department were frightened, and their limbs were cold.

In vain, they have been in Fengtian for many years, and they have never seen such a decisive young man, and the other party's aura has reached the point of shocking the world.

At this moment, Zhao Meng recalled Ning Chen's words in the business car before, and he reminded himself with a pleasant face, and suddenly a feeling of regret came to his heart.

The young man said that those who dared to speak such disrespectful to him all these years were almost dead.

"It turns out that he wasn't joking, he was telling the truth."

At this moment, Zhao Meng saw the cold sweat on his forehead, drop by drop, rolling and falling endlessly.

As for some of Tie Lihua's young entourage, they couldn't bear this oppressive atmosphere at all, and they were so frightened that they fainted to death.

"Young Marshal Ning, the previous little one really looked down on people, I hope Young Marshal Ning won't blame him."

After a while, Zhao Meng gasped, and finally stiffened his head and excused himself.