Ning Chen and Li Xiaofeng looked up at the past almost at the same time.

The one who spoke was an old man, in his early seventies, wearing a wide gray robe, with a pair of eyes, staring gloomily at Ning Chen not far away.

His spirit is very abundant, even if he is leaning down, he still has an outstanding temperament, which is not to be underestimated.

"Hmph."

The old man saw Ning Chen looking at him, snorted heavily, and turned sideways to face Ning Chen, that action was really a hint, ashamed to be powerful with Ning Chen.

Compared to Ning Chen, who was unharmed, Li Xiaofeng had a great fluctuation in his expression.

"Master of the Autumn Mountain Gate, you're here."

Li Xiaofeng secretly glanced at Ning Chen, and then hurriedly leaned over and greeted him loudly.

This old man, whose real name is Akiyama and whose real identity is the deputy master of Qiushui Sword Valley, only hummed lightly in the face of Li Xiaofeng's greetings.

Then, continue to maintain the posture of facing Ning Chen sideways, while holding your hands behind your back.

A big man, the arrogant demeanor of the scene.

Last night, after the accident on Qiu Yan's side, someone immediately rushed to Taohuawu overnight.

As one of the big names in Qiushui Sword Valley, Akiyama learned that his young master was beaten to his knees, how could he sit idly by and watch such a humiliating thing?

So, he immediately set off and returned to Laolongshan.

As soon as he entered Lao Longshan, he saw Ning Chen's arrogant and conceited demeanor, so he came forward to scold a few words.

However, Ning Chen was not angry because of Akiyama's words, but stared at Akiyama with a smile.

Li Xiaofeng, who had a premonition that the situation was not quite right, subconsciously moved his pace and leaned back.

And Qiu Shan, after being silent for a long time, he still didn't wait for Ning Chen to open his mouth, and he was angry, and muttered without yin or yang, "The current young juniors really don't understand etiquette at all. ”

"Seeing the seniors in the rivers and lakes, don't you get up to greet you, sit there, look tired, just because you are a character?"

These two sentences naturally accuse Ning Chen of not understanding etiquette and disrespecting his predecessors.

He snorted and snorted, his toes high.

Ning Chen looked at Qiu Shan playfully and said nothing.

Even erlang legs and hands on knees, as comfortable as you want, as comfortable as you want.

This scene suddenly made Qiu Shan blow his beard and stare at him, "Ning Hetu, don't be too arrogant and conceited, the old man is a senior in the rivers and lakes, as a junior, shouldn't you bow to the old man?" ”

"Can you afford this king's salute?" Ning Chen sneered.

"You ......"

Akiyama raised his beard, his eyes were gloomy, and he shook his head and said disdainfully, "The outside world says that you are arrogant and domineering, and there is no one in your eyes, but now when you see it, it is really so." ”

Ning Chen scratched his ears, "Finished talking nonsense?" ”

"The old man came this time for two things, first, to publicly apologize to my nephew Qiu Yan."

Akiyama spoke quickly, paused halfway, and continued, "Second, come with me to Taohuawu, after all, the Qingwu Sage has already spoken, and if you don't come to the door to apologize, you will bear the consequences." ”

"I'm curious, where did you get the confidence to dare to instruct this king to do things?" Ning Chen finally stood up, his eyes slightly raised, and his expression was indifferent.

Qiu Shan's expression was slightly stunned, he pondered for a few seconds, and then opened his mouth and said, "I am the deputy sect master of Qiushui Sword Valley, as the leading superior sect in the rivers and lakes, I am afraid it is not difficult to guide you, a junior, to do things, right?" ”

His eyes narrowed, and his expression was arrogant.

Especially when Qiushui Sword Valley was mentioned in person, the arrogance of the whole person changed at a very obvious speed, and that posture seemed to be respectful and cringe when anyone listened to the four big words of Qiushui Sword Valley.

Otherwise, it is disrespectful.

Ning Chen touched his nose and approached Qiushui, "Go on." ”

These two words naturally reminded Akiyama and continued to chat.

"Hmph." Akiyama snorted coldly, his expression disdainful.

As the deputy sect master of the top sect, he naturally has strength, plus Qingfeng City has the Qingwu Sage in charge.

No matter how arrogant Ning Hetu is, he must restrain his temper.

Therefore, there is more and more fearlessness.

So, he turned around, raised his head, and looked down at Ning Chen condescendingly, "Ning Hetu, you are now a guilty person, I hope your words and deeds will be polite." ”

"What's more, the Qingwu Sage is still waiting for you, a sinner, in Taohuawu, to come to the door in person."

Ning Chen smiled but said nothing.

The distance between the two sides is constantly narrowing.

Shorten to less than five steps.

Rumble!

Ning Chen suddenly made a move, his five fingers together, like thunder and lightning, probed to Qiushan's neck, the speed was too fast, like a clear clear sky, caught off guard, a sharp lightning bolt exploded.

Fleeting.

"You, presumptuous."

Qiu Shan didn't expect Ning Chen to do it directly, he roared and clapped his hands to cut it off.

Ning Chen sneered, "A so-called sect with three paths, where does it have the confidence to show off its might?" By strength? ”

Rumble!

The five fingers were condensed into a fist, and with a horizontal blow, he smashed it hard.

The white fist, piercing through the void like a huge battering ram, struck Akiyama's left chest.

"You ......"

Qiu Shan's face was cold, and he didn't expect that in Qingfeng City, where the Qingwu Sage was sitting, this guy would dare to make a reckless move.

There is no way to avoid it, it can only be hardwired.

"Click."

When the fists of the two sides struck together, suddenly, a crisp sound of bones cracking resounded throughout the audience.

"Ah......h

Akiyama trembled and looked at his fist that was almost shattered into slag, his pupils suddenly shrank, he was a powerhouse of the Supreme Perfection level, although his physical body was not invulnerable, but it was by no means ordinary.

But, even so.

was still punched through the bones by Ning Chen.

"Snort."

Ning Chen didn't give Akiyama any chance to react, his fist quickly spread out, and traveled all the way down Akiyama's wrist, and the moment he held the opponent's shoulder blade, his five fingers exerted force again.

"Click."

There was another screeching sound of bones cracking.

Akiyama, who was arrogant and conceited before, his whole face became extremely blue, and the endless pain made the old man sweat all over.

He couldn't believe it.

The powerhouse of the dignified supreme level was not the opponent of a young man, and he was defeated so cleanly that there was no suspense.

"You, have you touched the threshold of the saint?"

Akiyama, who finally reacted, his whole face was so white that there was no blood.

Even if he was standing on the side, the terrified howling wind became cold all over his body.

He vigorously admitted that Ning Chen had now reached the point where no one was restrained under the saint, but he never imagined that the other party was in his early twenties and touched the mystery of the saint?

This...... Isn't it too rebellious?

"Boom."

Ning Chen lifted his foot and stepped towards Qiu Shan's left shoulder.

Akiyama, who had no ability to resist at all, was pressed to the ground by a foot on his cheek, his bones collapsed, and a steady stream of blood seeped out of the ground.

"This kind of posture is worthy of talking to me Ning Hetu." Ning Chen stepped heavily on Qiu Shan's head and said.

Akiyama, "......"