One of the most hated things in the life of a teenager is being compared to being stupid and ugly.

Even if you insult my cultivation, you dare to insult my looks?

Nima!

When the young man was angry, not to mention a few deacon dogs, even if the prime minister of the Great Qin Dynasty sat here, as long as he beat him, he would dare to beat him to death.

"You are doing such a cheating thing, does the Emperor of Great Qin know, does the third princess of Great Qin know?"

Sun Ning's expression was still calm, he just stretched out a finger, and he didn't see any movement, and the entire long table suddenly turned into a pile of wood chips.

Two of the deacons were lazily lying on the table, losing their center of gravity, one stumbling, almost a slap in the face.

"I don't have a fight, how do you know that my cultivation is inferior? Lao Tzu has good facial features, where did you see the ugly face?"

Sun Ning was still quietly asking rhetorically, looking indifferent, and he couldn't see any anger on his face, and even his tone seemed to be unhurried: "Do I look very bad? In front of me, take bribes, and then tell me that the number is full." Do you think I'm a good bully?"

The four deacons were furious.

"Little rabbit cub, dare to go wild in my Great Qin Dynasty and look for death!"

"Break his legs, throw him into prison again, and let him spend the rest of his life in my Daqin's prison!"

"Little brute, you are so bold that you dare to ...... openly"

The foul language of the four fell in their ears, but Sun Ning's face was still calm. At this time, any words will appear redundant and weak.

Only real hands are the only way to express inner feelings.

Sun Ning gently stretched out his right hand and grabbed Deacon Ding's wrist seemingly unremarkably.

Deacon Ding sneered, and also made a dodge and counterattack move. But the next moment, I realized that my wrist had fallen into the other party's hands.

The hoop can no longer describe this hand.

It should be called two steel gates!

Not only his hands, but also Deacon Ding's entire body could no longer move in the slightest.

He said angrily: "Little bastard, you are so bold, let go quickly, and you can still be lightly dropped." Otherwise, someone will kill you!"

Sun Ning turned a deaf ear, and his face was heinously calm.

No fancy tricks and moves can be used against a Bamen Yuan scholar like Deacon Ding.

His right hand was just silently exerting force, and then there was the sound of bones being pinched and then crushed. In the end, the entire palm of the hand directly turns into a lump of bones.

"Dog mongrel......" Deacon Ding let out a heart-rending scream.

The four deacons, all of whom are about forty years old, are also in the Eight Gate Yuanshi. This kind of martial artist is an ordinary commodity no matter where it is.

The other three immediately rushed towards Sun Ning.

Sun Ning was unhurried.

There is no need to dodge.

He just stretched out his hand gently, and in a way that was light and simple and direct, so that others could clearly see that there was no skill at all, he unhurriedly squeezed the hands of the three deacons.

The three deacons were attacking him together.

But Sun Ning pinched the wrists of the three people unhurriedly, and the speed didn't seem to be fast, but none of the three could hide.

The next moment, all their wrists were pinched off and crushed, turning into cakes of flesh and bones, just like Deacon Ding, curled up and screamed under the intense pain.

At this time, the four of them still did not forget to use all kinds of foul language, curse and insult Sun Ning.

It can be seen that the pain of a severed hand does not make them remember it for a long time.

At this time, the guards of the Sifang Inn, as well as the deacons of the other groups, had already rushed over and shouted loudly and threatened: "Stop, you dare to be so presumptuous in my Great Qin, it is really bold!

"Is it? If you Daqin are so indistinguishable from right and wrong, and let these black sheep behave in a nonsense, this time to recruit relatives for the third princess, it will just be a joke!"

Sun Ning snorted coldly and said sharply: "These deacons, in front of so many people, openly accept bribes, arbitrarily manipulate the candidates to participate in the contest to recruit relatives, typical deception and disloyalty to superiors, and perverse behavior towards subordinates! They insulted me to my face and bullied visitors from afar, which is really rude and hateful. There is no need to distinguish between them, the certified physical evidence is there! I can't be angry, and it is reasonable to teach them a lesson. If you take me, you will be complicit in them!"

These words are righteous and majestic, and it is impossible to look at them directly.

And those who lined up like Sun Ning or had already failed the battle and had not left, echoed their words, and I don't know how many people were supporting him for a while.

Seeing that the crowd was boiling, the guards and the deacon had a lot of scruples, and they didn't dare to deal with him again for a while, so they stepped forward to save the four deacons Ding.

"Slow!"

Sun Ning snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "They haven't paid me justice yet, how can they leave?"

In the next moment, his big hand reached out again, grabbed Deacon Ding's throat in front of so many people, and asked coldly, "Now I will say it again, am I inferior in cultivation and ugly in appearance?"

The crowd of onlookers, especially the members of the same group who had already lost in the competition, almost all of them were angry with the four deacons, and when they saw them beaten like this, they all felt very happy, and if it wasn't really inappropriate, they would have shouted out loudly.

I don't know how many people are secretly shocked in their hearts.

This seems to be the Eight Men Yuanshi, it seems that he has not yet reached adulthood, how can he be so ruthless? As a foreigner, in the land of the Great Qin Dynasty, he beat the deacon of the Qin Dynasty like this?

If you give yourself a thousand more guts, you will never dare......

Deacon Ding trembled and roared angrily: "Little bastard, you dare to do this to me, you are dead, Lao Tzu will definitely not let you leave my Great Qin land alive!"

"Really?"

Sun Ning smiled coldly, unceremoniously, and suddenly increased the force of his right hand.

Deacon Ding only felt a huge force attacking, and his fragile neck and throat were almost crushed. With Venus in his eyes, he was almost about to pass out, and even his mind was a little blurred.

Under the severe pain, I can't even take care of the pain of broken hands.

Looking at the other party's cold eyes, Deacon Ding was frightened. He could clearly see the undisguised murderous intent in those eyes. I know that I am afraid that if I dare to say a word again, this bandit-like boy can really crush his throat.

There was a begging for mercy in his eyes.

"Don't think it's your home field, I won't dare crush your neck!".

Sun Ning snorted coldly, and then let go slightly. After Deacon Ding coughed violently for a while, he asked lightly: "Now tell me, am I extremely ugly and inferior in cultivation!"

Deacon Ding hurriedly said, "Your cultivation is exquisite, and few people can match it...... I am blind, I am blind, I beg your forgiveness!"