"Hiss......"

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, all shocked by the power of the young man in black. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info unimaginable that such a weak and even immature teenager with a hint of immaturity at this age would have such a huge and incomparable strength.

Nie Feng's body is naturally not as strong as that of a big man, but the experience in the wild forest has given Nie Feng a strength that surpasses several adults, and even Nie Tong has never known about it.

Nie Tong, who was rescued, was slightly stunned, nodded slightly to his son in front of him, and then slowly took two steps and shouted at the big man, "I don't know where I offended this hero, please make it clear, if it is really what I am waiting for, I will apologize in the next place." ”

"Humph!"

The breath like a wild bull came from the bearded man who had just gotten up. The flying kick just now made him suffer a lot, but it also reduced his anger a lot.

"Boss, you better come in person, I'...... I'm not an opponent!"

Dahan didn't speak to Nie Tong, but arched his hand out of the crowd. Naturally, there was no need to ask, and the crowd quickly gave way to a path, and at the end of the path was a polite young man in a blue robe, with a smile on his face, but a black mole on the bridge of his nose next to his right eyebrow, which made people feel quite uncomfortable.

"Hey, isn't this Meng Zhong, the nephew of the Great Elder of Mengfu?"

Someone in the crowd recognized the young man.

"Ah, I remember!" the other person slapped his head, "This is that Meng Zhong whose cultivation talent is a nine-rank qualification! It is said that he has cultivated hard until now before he can enter the realm of a swordsman!"

"Oh, I didn't expect him to be able to become a swordsman! I'm afraid it cost a lot of resources from the Mongolian Mansion!"

"As the saying goes, a person is more popular than a person! Our cultivation talent is better than his, but our fate is not as good as his! Who told someone to be born in a family of a superior person!"

"What is he doing here?"

"You don't know this, right! There is a sword-casting shop run by Mengfu on the other side of this street, and the owner of the sword-casting shop has just been replaced by this Meng Zhong, presumably because he is afraid that the Nie father and son will steal his business, so he is picking quarrels and provoking trouble!"

"It's troublesome now, Meng Zhong is a genuine swordsman, it seems that the Nie family father and son will not be able to escape the pain of flesh and skin today, I wonder if the Great Elder of Mufu will be furious if he knows about this?"

Although everyone's discussion was not loud, it clearly reached Nie Feng's ears, and the latter squinted his eyes slightly, sure enough, this Meng Zhong exuded a faint sword aura around his body, presumably it should be that the swordsman has not been in the field for a long time.

Nie Feng couldn't help but sigh slightly, the Nine Rank qualifications were really bad at home, this Meng Zhong still had unimaginable help from inferior people, but it was only now that he really crossed the threshold of the swordsman, if he didn't rely on a few spirit fruits in the wild forest and great chances, it would really be difficult to reach the sky to become a swordsman.

"Jiupin qualification, when will I be able to improve you?"

Nie Feng muttered softly.

Meng Zhong had already slowly walked closer, and symbolically arched his hand, "In the Lower Mengfu Meng Zhong, I have seen Boss Nie!"

Immediately, he glanced at the bearded man on the side, frowned slightly, and said in a slightly questioning tone without waiting for Nie Tong to return the salute, "I don't know what mistake the servants below made and were beaten?"

Meng Zhong's words quickly caused a buzz in the crowd.

"Isn't this pretending to be confused?"

"Hehe, he's just here to find fault, he has to find an excuse!"

"I hope that the Nie father and son can escape this hurdle safely, otherwise this sword-casting shop will not be able to open!"

Meng Zhong's questioning made Nie Tong not know how to answer for a while, it was indeed the bearded man who lifted him up just now, but before he could start, he was kicked out by Nie Feng.

"Hmph, your servant is extremely rude to my father just now, I just taught me a lesson!"

Nie Feng came to his father's side in a flash and shouted loudly.

Meng Zhong naturally knew that it was the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of him who had just made a move, so Nie Feng's high shouting did not cause him much surprise.

"You said that you were rude to your father, how can you be rude? Did you scold him or hurt him? Or did you think that my servants were not pleasing to the eye, and wanted to take the opportunity to stand up in front of all your friends?"

Meng Zhong's words were eloquent, but every sentence was full of thorns, and under sophistry, he gradually drew the crowd to his side, of course, it didn't matter if the crowd bought his account or not.

Everyone had a look of injustice on their faces, but no one dared to shout, after all, it is not a good thing to offend Meng Zhong for no reason, regardless of whether Meng Zhong has really entered the sword person, it is the huge backstage after Meng Zhong, which is enough for ordinary people to eat and walk around.

"Hehe! Boss Meng is really able to speak! However, right and wrong are at ease in people's hearts, I have already beaten this person, what do you want to do?"

Nie Feng took another step forward, and as soon as the dantian competed, under the buzzing and turning of the sword qi ring, the power of the sword master suddenly burst out, and in the eyes of everyone, it seemed that Nie Feng had become extremely tall in an instant, and Meng Zhong, the direct bearer of this might, involuntarily took a step back.

Everyone didn't know why, but when they saw that the imposing Meng Zhong was suddenly extremely jealous of the young man in front of him, they also secretly breathed a sigh of relief for the Nie family and his son.

The momentum was slightly frustrated, and Meng Zhong's face couldn't help but change, but even if he returned to normal, the sinister smile on his face just now slowly disappeared, and was replaced by solemnity. I saw that he slowly pulled out the sword at his waist, flicked the blade of the sword, as if he was talking to himself, and said leisurely, "The servant is beaten, and I, as the master, have to go back and seek justice." If you can take my sword, the matter will be settled, how about it?"

Nie Feng naturally did not show weakness, and the high-grade iron sword on his waist was already in his hand.

"Without further ado, come on!"

Nie Feng's momentum soared, and an inch of sword light had gradually erupted from the tip of the sword.

The crowd shouted and retreated, this battle between the swordsmen, the power must not be small, they don't suffer from the pond fish inexplicably.

"Okay! It's hard enough! I just don't know if it's the same under my hands! Look at the sword!"

Meng Zhong's long sword shook slightly, but it also spit out a small bit of sword light, and the long sword turned, as if it had suddenly turned into a boa constrictor shaking its head and tail, and lightly drew a circle, and then its body was vertical, stabbing at Nie Feng's chest, and the sword body brought a piercing buzzing sound.

I don't know if it's Nie Feng's illusion, it seems that a trace of white mist has fallen out of thin air, and a trace of wet and heavy mist is faintly hidden in Meng Zhong's long sword, and with the stabbing sword body, it sprays towards him rapidly.

Nie Feng has never practiced sword moves, although he has the "Thunder Dragon Heavenly Dance Sword Technique" on his body, but he has not practiced until now for various reasons, although he saw Mu Qing used sword moves a few days ago, but because the gap in cultivation was too large, he was easily defeated, so it did not arouse his determination to practice sword moves as soon as possible, and at this moment, seeing that the opponent's long sword had caused such a strange power, he began to regret it a little.

But the situation in front of him did not allow him to be distracted at all, and the long sword shook, and with an inch of sword light that was uncertain, he met Meng Zhong's long sword.

"Collapse ......"

A crisp but rather heavy sound rang out, and a gust of wind erupted from the place where the battle was held, not only quickly separating the two opposing enemies, but even the innermost layer of the crowd was blown to the back and forth.

A sword is indeed a sword, but it allows Nie Feng to use all his strength.

The incomparable physical strength, coupled with the sword qi cultivation of the swordsman, was still unable to resist Meng Zhong's sword move, and under the rapid retreat of his body, Nie Feng simply inserted the high-grade iron sword in his hand into the ground, relying on the resistance of the long sword to offset the sword qi momentum borne by the body, the long sword cut a deep groove on the ground, and finally after withdrawing ten steps away, Nie Feng's figure stopped.

With a long sigh of relief, Nie Feng raised his head slightly, only to realize that Meng Zhong on the opposite side did not seem to take advantage, Nie Feng withdrew ten steps, and Meng Zhong actually withdrew thirteen steps, although he finally barely stood firm, but that rather reluctant appearance looked much more embarrassed than Nie Feng.

The two stared at each other, neither of them speaking. But the crowd couldn't calm down, and even many good people even cheered, as if this was not a contradiction at all, but just a performance.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy would also be promoted to the swordsman, this sword can be described as equal!"

"What a drum, what a drum, what a deed! Don't you see Meng Zhong retreating farther? And it seems to be even more embarrassed, hehe! This shows that the young man of the Nie family is stronger than Meng Zhong!"

"We are all mortals, we didn't even see that this young man has such cultivation, it seems that not only is the Nie Clan's sword casting shop going to open, but it is also likely to become more and more prosperous!"

"I hope that the Nie family and his son can really get the sword forging shop up, to be honest, I really can't get used to Meng Zhong's face!"

"Okay, then let's go to the Nie Clan's Sword Casting Shop more in the future, and it's good to cheer them on!"

Not to mention everyone's discussions, Nie Feng, who was quite calm, really regretted his intestines a little blue at this moment, he never thought that the sword move would be so powerful, his sword cultivation was a whole cut higher than Meng Zhong's, but he still almost couldn't resist Meng Zhong's sword, if he also practiced the sword move, at least it would not be so reluctant.

"Thunder Dragon Heavenly Dance Sword Method" and "Triple Reunion Yuan Method", the two major cheats are obviously placed in the jade pendant space, why do you just have no time to cultivate? Is it really not available? Or are you greedy for the status quo and don't seek progress?

Nie Feng was reflecting deeply, and secretly made up his mind, once this matter was over, he must devote himself to the cultivation of swordsmanship as quickly as possible, and he was already a little impatient.

Compared to Nie Feng's composure, Meng Zhong was a little upset, he never thought that the kid in front of him would really block his infinitely powerful sword moves, and not only that, but even the power of the counterattack made his qi and blood impetuous for a long time, it seems that if the fight continues, it is still himself who suffers.

What should I do?—Meng Zhong's brain was racing, and soon a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Hehe, what a hero out of a young man! Little Brother Nie's cultivation is exquisite, and he admires it a lot! What happened just now, let's stop it!"

After a slight adjustment of his clothes, the long sword was sheathed.

"Look, Meng Zhong has softened!"

"Shhh

People who are familiar with Meng Zhong's style have broken Meng Zhong's plan in one word. Sure enough, Meng Zhong's voice rang out again.

"I'm not talented, but I also open a sword-casting shop, and I think I'm quite unique in casting iron swords. Little Brother Nie's sword cultivation is amazing, and he must also have something outstanding in iron sword casting. Why don't we have a sword-casting competition, which can promote sword-casting on the one hand, and open the eyes of all friends on the other hand, what do you think?"

Before Nie Feng could speak, many people in the crowd were upset.

"Phew, it's really shameless, who doesn't know that casting a sword requires a lot of practical experience, how old is he Mengzhong, he actually relies on the old and sells the old, and uses age and experience to suppress other people's young people, if he agrees, is this unclear choice to lose?"

"Hmph, Meng Zhong's trick is really insidious, if this little brother of the Nie family doesn't agree, he will clearly tell everyone that their sword-casting skills are not good, but if they agree, they will also embarrass themselves......"

It seemed that the voice of the person who spoke behind was a little louder, and Meng Zhong heard it in his ears, and soon attracted the latter's fierce gaze, so he only stopped abruptly halfway through his speech.

Nie Feng's calm expression did not have the slightest wave, this was his challenge, for the sake of the newly opened Nie Clan's Sword Casting Shop, he had to agree to this challenge, and after a moment of thinking, he also had a countermeasure in his heart.

With a slight lifting of his eyes, Nie Feng smiled slightly, and then a crisp and loud voice sounded.

"I promise!"