"Do you really think you're powerful and my opponent?"

Ning Bin asked in an indifferent tone.

Provincial Dashan's eyebrows were raised, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He didn't expect Ning Bin to ask him that.

It seems that this kid's madness is really out of the sky.

The face of the provincial mountain sank, and his whole body exuded a cold air, which made people shudder:

"Boy, what capital do you have to argue with me? Don't think that if you have three-legged cat kung fu, you can turn the world upside down. ”

"It's not enough with your little effort. Do you know that the only strength of those who practice martial arts is respect, and you need to look up to my strength. ”

"Now, accept my grandson's punishment, if you have a good attitude, I will spare your life. Otherwise......"

When the provincial mountain said this, he deliberately didn't say it, he wanted Ning Bin to think about it according to his meaning, and he was very afraid to think about it.

Ning Bin didn't think about it, but asked the provincial mountain:

"What else would you do?"

Ning Bin's demeanor was as indifferent as before.

This angered the provincial mountains.

Because in the eyes of the provincial mountain, this is clearly a kind of contempt.

Who dares to look down on the mountains of his province, only this kid will be like this.

"Otherwise, everyone around you will suffer because of you!"

When the provincial mountain said this, the old man's face showed a ruthless look, obviously he would do what he said.

Gong Jiaojiao and Gong Shanda both had a look of horror on their faces.

Ning Bin has annoyed the provincial mountains, and the consequences are really unimaginable.

Gong Jiaojiao considered asking for help from Gonghu, the owner of the door, but Ning Bin said no.

Obviously, Ning Bin is sure of the game.

It's just that Gong Jiaojiao doesn't know how Ning Bin solves this game.

Whether it is in terms of number or strength, Ning Bin is greatly at a disadvantage.

Ning Bin's eyes widened slightly, staring at the provincial mountain.

It seems that this old guy is also a ruthless character, and Nan Tianxiong should be influenced by him.

Nan Tianxiong took Ning Bin's musings as fear.

Now, he's very embarrassed.

walked up to Ning Bin with a cold smile on his face:

"Boy, are you still afraid? Aren't you afraid of heaven and earth? It turns out that you are still afraid of death?"

"You immediately kneel down with my son, bow to my son three times and bow nine times, and beg my son to spare your life. ”

"My son may be moved by compassion, let you cut off your hands and feet, become a waste, let you live in this world, even called Hanako is not as good as ......"

"Horn!"

Just as Nan Tianxiong said this, a crisp voice sounded.

When everyone heard this voice, they all thought that Nan Tianxiong had slapped Ning Bin's ears.

However, when they saw Nan Tianxiong spinning in circles like a spinning top, and finally fell heavily to the ground, they realized that it was Ning Bin who had slapped Nan Tianxiong with a big ear scraper.

"How dare you say these cruel words in front of Lao Tzu, it's just looking for death!"

Ning Bin scolded, and then kicked Nan Tianxiong in front of the provincial mountain.

Nan Tianxiong was scraped by Ning Bin's big ear and almost fainted to death.

But how hard should this ear scrape be.

Anyway, Nan Tianxiong can't bear it.

In fact, Ning Bin only added a little bit of strength.

If he really exerts his strength, Nan Tianxiong's head will be like a watermelon being slapped, with a "bang" explosion, red and white splashing.

The people in the private room were all wide-eyed, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Under such circumstances, Ning Bin even dared to fight Nan Tianxiong, did he really want to die and not want to live?

However, some people thought about it and felt that it was understandable for Ning Bin to do this.

Because as Nan Tianxiong said, cutting off his hands and feet is not as good as even calling Hanako, this is really worse than death, so he did this to provoke the province to anger, so that he could die happily.

Provincial Dashan's face showed a look of consternation.

Ning Bin's move was not only his grandson's face, but also slapped his old face hard.

If this kid doesn't get rid of it, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in his heart!

"Kill him!"

The provincial mountain issued an order.

"Hey!"

The dozen or so strong men who came with him replied, with a cruel smile on their faces, and surrounded Ning Bin.

Everyone thought in their hearts that Ning Bin's wish to die had been fulfilled.

"Brush!"

At this time, Ning Bin, as if he was doing a trick, had something like a cane on his hand.

"Who dares to touch me!"

Ning Bin snorted.

The dozen or so strong men who were surrounding Ning Bin stopped when they saw the crutches in Ning Bin's hand, and their eyes showed horror.

The thing in Ning Bin's hand was not a crutch, but a scepter of martial arts.

Looking at the scepter, it was like the martial arts alliance leader coming in person.

When the provincial mountain saw the scepter, he seemed to be stunned.

"Grandpa, tell them to rush up and kill that kid!

Nan Tianxiong was imagining the thousands of tragic appearances of Ning Bin's death in his heart, and those strong people actually stopped, so he couldn't help but urge his grandfather.

Provincial Dashan did not answer Nan Tianxiong's words.

He had to figure out how the scepter had landed in this boy's hand:

"Boy, where did you steal this scepter?"

The province was also a little confused at this time.

Can this scepter be stolen? As the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, the scepter is carried with him, and even if he sleeps, he keeps it by his side.

Even if they were asleep and wanted to get close to him, it would be impossible.

Even an abnormal fluctuation in the air would wake them up.

"You're really old foolish, can you steal this scepter? You didn't say you're very good, so why didn't you steal it?"

"Let me tell you the truth, this was given to me by Gonghu, the master of the Keelung Jingwu Sect. I was invited by him to serve as an honorary advisor to the Keelung Jingwu Sect. ”

"He said that this thing is very powerful, and all people in the martial arts, when they encounter this holy relic, they have to worship and dare not blaspheme!"

Ning Bin said this, his voice became stern,

"Provincial mountains, don't pay homage when you see the scepter!"

The expression of the provincial mountain changed, but he did not pay homage to the scepter.

"Ning Bin, don't pretend to be a ghost there. Where did I find a wooden stick, but it was pretending to be a scepter. Do you think you can fool others, can you fool us?"

Nan Tianxiong yelled at Ning Bin.

He didn't expect Ning Bin to come up with such a thing and make the situation take a big turn, which was very unexpected and made him very angry.

Ning Bin didn't reply to Nan Tianxiong's words, but held the scepter in his hand, walked up to the dozen or so strong men, and hit the heads of the dozen strong men with the scepter.

The dozen or so powerhouses were like wooden men, letting Ning Bin knock them on the head.

Even if they knocked on the bag and knocked on the bloody hole, they didn't dare to fight back.

Seeing that Ning Bin seemed to be tapping on their heads, they were addicted to tapping, and they all wanted to retreat.

After all, being knocked like this is not only a loss of face, but also a lot of injury.

People say they can't afford to hide.

They chose to hide.

"Stand still for me, don't hide!"

Ning Bin said in a commanding tone.

The ten strong men didn't dare to hide, so they had to stand upright and let Ning Bin beat them.

When Xuan Zhang and the others saw the situation in front of them, they all felt incredible.

What's wrong with these dozen strong men?

Isn't it just a broken stick? Where is it so powerful?

If he came, he reached out and snatched the stick and broke it.

How can it be like taking root under his feet, let him beat, and beat his head to the point of bleeding?

Xuan Zhang is not a person in the martial arts, so he naturally does not understand the rules of the martial arts.

Ning Bin knocked on the heads of the dozen or so strong men, like a monk knocking on a wooden fish, and after knocking it was enjoyable, he came to the provincial mountain and raised the scepter in front of the provincial mountain:

"Provincial Mountain, don't you dare to worship the scepter?"

The province is still very afraid in his heart.

After all, seeing the scepter is like seeing the leader of the martial arts alliance himself, if he doesn't pay homage, it is disrespectful to the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the consequences are really unimaginable.

However, the province really doesn't want to worship! He's here to punish that kid, if he visits the scepter, he'll show weakness?

"Ning Bin, put that scepter away!"

The provincial mountain roared.

Provincial Dashan thought very well, as long as Ning Bin put away the scepter, he could not visit the shrine!

The question is, how could Ning Bin listen to him?

Instead, Ning Bin held the scepter high and shouted word by word:

"Participation...... Bye!"

"Boom!"

The provincial mountain knelt down in full view of everyone.

"The mountains of Wulin Province, pay homage to the leader of the Wulin Alliance!"

After kneeling down against the scepter, the provincial mountain kowtowed.

"Horn!"

What no one present expected was that Ning Bin tapped the head of the provincial mountain with a scepter and said in a reproachful tone:

"Okay, you are a big mountain in the province, as the master of the Jingnan Martial Arts Sect, you don't even distinguish between right and wrong, black and white, and forcibly act towards your grandson, which is against the martial arts and martial virtues!

The head of the provincial mountain was beaten up with a big bag.

It's also that he has profound skills, but he has a big bag, if his skills are a little worse, it is a big blood hole, and blood is splashed.

Everyone present kept rubbing their eyes.

They believe that the eyes are spent.

As a result, I rubbed it countless times, and I still saw the same situation.

In their eyes, the provincial mountains that were high above were beaten incessantly by Ning Bin.

After Ning Bin knocked for a while, he asked the provincial mountain:

"Did my beating wake you up?"

"Wake up, wake up!"

Provincial Dashan nodded again and again.

Could he not follow Ning Bin's words?

Otherwise, Ning Bin would have continued to beat.

Just like beating those strong people just now, it will be even worse to beat the human head as a wooden fish.

"Did you play well?"

Ning Bin then asked.

"Well played, well fought!"

Provincial Dashan nodded again and again.

However, he was saying in his heart, you are playing well, but in the future, you kid don't meet me, and then my province will return the mountain tenfold, hundredfold, and thousandfold.

"I heard you say that you fought well, but what you think in your heart is the opposite, do you still want to take revenge on me in the future?"

Ning Bin asked in an inquiring tone.

When the provincial mountain heard this, he was shocked.

Nima!

Do you know how to read minds? You know what Lao Tzu thinks in his heart?

"No, no, I really think I played well! Let me realize what a foolish thing I just did?"

When the province said this, he wanted to show a smile, but his smile was more ugly than crying.