"Huh. ”

The reaction of the big men in the city made the corners of Qijie's mouth raise a sneer.

It's just that soon when he saw Nie Ting's expression that hadn't changed, his face became cold again!

"Boy, get out of here!"

At this moment, Qijie's entire body was full of murderous energy.

But it's a pity that he ran into Nie Ting.

"If you have the guts, you can come. ”

Nie Ting smiled indifferently, but after the words fell, he didn't look at Qijie at all, turned around and left.

And his actions like this completely angered Qijie.

With his cultivation as a fourth-grade realm martial artist, he was so despised by a young boy?

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

With a scolding scold, Qijie raised his knife and slashed.

The powerful aura made Zhao Xun and the others instantly turn pale.

Especially Su Meiyu couldn't help but exclaim: "Mr. Nie, be careful!"

You must know that Nie Ting at this time has his back to Qijie, if he is really cut off by the knife of Qijie, Nie Ting is almost certain to die.

On the other side, Zhang Qian and Cang Song all watched this scene carefully.

Especially Cang Song, at this time, he squinted his eyes and looked very seriously.

"Qijie's knife, how will he block it?"

His vision is different from that of Su Meiyu, Zhang Xun and others.

In the cognition of those people, they were afraid that Nie Ting would be hacked to death with a knife.

But he clearly remembered the speed at which Nie Ting slapped just now, without strong strength, it was absolutely impossible to do it.

Although the power of Qijie's sword is huge, as long as Nie Ting shows the speed just now, he can definitely dodge it easily.

Seeing that, the murderous mountain opening knife was already about to fall above Nie Ting's head.

Even Su Meiyu and the others thought that Nie Ting was going to be killed by this knife, but they saw one side of Nie Ting's body, and while perfectly avoiding this knife, he slapped it out casually and landed on the other side of Qijie's face again.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Qijie's nearly two-meter-tall body suddenly flew out upside down.

After retreating several steps in a row, leaving a clear footprint on the ground with each step, the mountain opener inserted it into the ground, and then his body was finally stabilized.

This scene suddenly made Cang Song stunned on the spot!

He thought that Nie Ting could avoid it, but he didn't expect that at the moment when Nie Ting avoided it, he could even beat Qijie away with his backhand.

"His strength is by no means weaker than mine!"

Cang Song secretly said in his heart, feeling a little shocked.

You must know that he is a fifth-grade martial artist, Nie Ting is so young, he can actually compare with him?

Even Cang Song was stunned, let alone others?

Su Meiyu, Zhang Xun and the others all had shock written on their faces.

Such a crisis was so easily resolved?

Seeing that Nie Ting had entered the building without looking back, these people hurriedly calmed down and followed Nie Ting quickly.

"Boy, you're so ......"

At this time, Qijie was about to be blown up, and although Nie Ting's two slaps were not fatal, they had already made him lose face.

was about to chase after him with a knife, but at this time, Cang Song suddenly said: "Don't chase, you are not his opponent." ”

"What did you say?!" Qijie turned his head to look at Cang Song.

Cang Song looked solemn: "This person's cultivation is at least a five-grade realm." ”

"Five Grades?"

Qijie's face changed instantly: "How is this possible?!He is only so young, and he is already in the Fifth Rank Realm?"

"You should also feel his strength, that kind of speed, even I may not be able to achieve. ”

Cang Song said in a deep voice: "Your cultivation is only in the fourth-grade realm, that is, he has no killing thoughts, otherwise you will definitely die." ”

When Cang Song said this, Qijie only felt a shock and chills in his body.

No matter how angry he is.

But the gap between the fourth-grade realm and the fifth-grade realm is not so easy to cross.

If Nie Ting was really a five-rank realm, then he would never be Nie Ting's opponent.

Although Zhang Qian was not a martial artist, he also realized Nie Ting's strength after listening to the conversation between the two, and a little cloud appeared on his face.

The reason why he agreed to participate in the Three Cities Martial Arts this time was because he invited Cangsong and Qijie.

I thought there would be no accidents this time, but now that it sounds, Nie Ting's strength is actually very strong?

"Master Cangsong, if Master Seven Rings is not Mr. Nie's opponent, then what about you?

Zhang Qian groaned slightly, and finally chose to ask.

"Judging from the strength shown by this Mr. Nie, my strength is probably not inferior to mine. ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Qian's heart sank.

"But this Mr. Nie is too young after all, if he is barehanded, he can still be on an equal footing with me, but if you talk about swordsmanship, ......"

"How?" Zhang Qian hurriedly asked.

"Within a hundred moves, it is enough to kill him. ”

Cang Song spoke lightly, and when he spoke, a sense of pride appeared on his face.

Hearing this, Zhang Gan, who originally felt a little heavy, was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly nodded: "Since this is the case, it all depends on the master." ”

"This time, I will definitely let Zhao Xun and Han Prisoner know that I am powerful!"

......

......

The Three Cities Meeting was held in a conference hall on the top floor of the hotel.

Because of the three-city martial arts, a five-meter square ring has been set up in the middle of the entire conference hall for the martial arts.

"Mr. Nie, please come here. ”

Zhao Xun led the way in front and quickly brought Nie Ting to the front of the area that belonged to them.

Not long after they took their seats, Zhang Qian and others also quickly arrived and entered the area of Fangwei City.

At this point, the three cities will be martial, and only the Han prisoners in Zhaozhou have not yet arrived.

Time ticks by.

Seeing that half an hour had passed, the entire conference hall was a little impatient.

Suddenly, there was a "bang!" sound, and the door of the conference hall was kicked open.

An iconic bald head appeared in the eyes of everyone, and it was Han Prisoner!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm a prisoner and I've been waiting for a long time. ”

As soon as he came in, Han Prisoner clenched his fists and smiled.

It's just that although he said this, there was no guilt on his face, and some were just presumptuous laughter.

"Hmph, Han Prisoner, you still know you're late!"

Zhao Xun snorted coldly: "If you don't come again, we will be ready to start this martial arts." ”

"Hehe, isn't that not yet started, since it hasn't started, it's not too late to come. ”

Han Prisoner laughed insolently, just when everyone thought he was going to come in.

At this time, I saw that Han Prisoner suddenly stepped out of the way, and then said respectfully outside the door: "Senior Brother Wang Zhong, please first." ”

As the words fell, I saw a middle-aged man appear at the door, with his hands behind his back and an expressionless face entering the conference hall.

This man is none other than Wang Zhong.

After Wang Zhong entered the conference hall, Han Jian was the second to enter, following behind Wang Zhong like a little brother.