Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Shen Hancheng, a majestic ancient city, is located on the edge of the Shenhan Mountains, like a giant beast, with a mouth of giant pots, wanting to devour everything.

At this time, among the most popular squares in Shenhan City, Nie Tian and Cheng Ruolin appeared.

"Little white hair, the old man is in front. There are several Emperor Jiuwu martial artists around him. If he is not willing to sell the little civet to Miss Ben, can you play so many Emperor Jiuwu martial arts?" Cheng Ruolin is slightly excited. As I walked, I said.

Nie Tian could not help but shake his head, he did not intend to fight with each other.

And for a little civet, it is not wise to offend an unknown and powerful enemy.

"Fucking me out!" At this time, an arrogant voice sounded, and several powerful scent appeared, one by one like a wolf, very fierce.

"Well?" Nie Tian heard the voice, and the brow could not help but wrinkle.

"It's Dongfang Jie!" Cheng Ruolin heard this voice, and his face was a little scared.

Nie Tian couldn't help but see, here is the cold city of God, can anyone let Cheng Ruo inspire to fear?

"Little white hair, wait for the next generation of the East, you say that you are my fiance!" Cheng Ruolin suddenly held Nie Tian's arm and whispered.

"Fiancé?" Nie Tian stunned and his face was stiff.

This girl is too joking, but he is the teacher of the other party. If the joke is passed out, it will be fine.

Moreover, Cheng Ruolin is not Nie Tian's dish at all. He still likes gentle girls, such as ink and snow.

"Linger!" Immediately, a figure appeared, seeing Cheng Ruolin, stunned, and surprised.

But the next moment, when people came to see Cheng Ruolin actually holding Nie Tian's arm, suddenly his face sank and roared: "White-haired boy, who are you?"

Nie Tian's gaze is slightly condensed. Look at the presenter. This is a young warrior in his twenties. His strength is already five cents. The martial arts talent is not bad.

It is a pity that this person's eyes are cold and arrogant. At first glance, it is not a good thing.

"You called Dongfang Jie?" Nie Tian suddenly thought of something, and asked.

The name of the East is not too much to see. This person dares to be so arrogant. It is estimated that he has some relationship with the East Emperor, one of the nine emperors.

Donghuang, one of the nine emperors, is also in the Dongchuan Divine, but it is in the Oriental Tiancheng, tens of thousands of miles away from the Shenhan City, I don't know why the people of the Oriental family will appear here.

"Bad boy, you are looking for death!" The anger of the East Jieguang burned, a face of Shen, Shen Sheng said: "Do you know that Linger is my woman?"

"Dongfang Jie, don't talk nonsense!" Cheng Ruolin looked red and looked ashamed.

The reason why Dongfang Jie will appear here is because his father, Ichiro, brought him to the temple to raise his relatives.

The father and son of the East did not know which nerves they had committed. They rushed over from the Eastern Tiancheng and went directly to Cheng Ruolin.

“I’m talking nonsense?” Dongfang Jie YY smiled and said: “Linger, your parents will soon promise my father’s relatives, and you will soon become a woman of my oriental master.”

"Oriental Jie, you······" Cheng Ruolin's face is red, and he is going to cry again.

She is just a little girl, how can she endure such a joke?

"Is it?" At this time, Nie Tian looked at the opening of Dong Jie, and his eyes sparkled with chills.

He has already heard it, and the East and the Son seem to be prepared, just for Cheng Ruolin.

"Your father is the Oriental Ichiro?" Nie Tian coldly smiled and asked.

"Bad boy, what are you, the name of the father is also you can call it casually?" Hearing the name of Nie Tianzhi, the name of the Oriental Ichiro, the East Jay was furious, the whole body was raging, and a direct punch hit, Pang Ran The fist shadow fluttered toward Nie Tian fiercely.

Nie Tian's face is like a water, there is no wave of swaying, the body is just a move, a sword is whistling out, directly breaking the fist shadow, slamming against the East.

"Hey!" A muffled sound, Dongfang Jie figure directly flew out, after landing, dragging ten meters above the ground, leaving a **** track.

Suddenly, the scene caused the audience to fall into a dead silence. Everyone looked at Nie Tian with a stunned look and couldn’t believe the scene.

No one thought that the silver-haired youth, who seemed to be harmless to humans and animals, was so strong that he shot the Eastern Jie directly.

Cheng Ruolin also looked a little obsessed at the side, did not expect Nie Tian really dare to start with the East.

You must know that Dongfang’s father is Dongfang Yilang, the emperor of one of the nine emperors.

"Do you dare to hurt me?" Dongjie struggled to get up, his body was bloody, his face was no longer visible, and he was very miserable. He was very astonished. He didn't expect his grand Eastern master to be beaten in the street.

"What about hurting you?" Nie Tian smiled coldly. Just a sword, he is already a mercy. If not, Dongfang Jie is already a dead body.

"Bad boy, do you know who I am?" Dongjie took a deep breath and forcibly smashed the blood of his body, revealing a pale face and screaming.

"Isn't it the scorpion of Ichiro Ichiro? Is it true that I am afraid of Ichiro Ichiro?" Nie Tianyi's face was Shen, and his eyes were thick and scornful. He did not put the so-called Donghuang in his eyes.

"You······" When I was in the East, I felt a boring chest, but it was a **** mad spray.

He originally thought that Nie Tian didn't know who the Oriental Ichiro was, so he was so mad. He didn't expect the latter to know the name of the East Emperor, but it was even more contemptuous.

The crowd was also a bit stunned, staring at Nie Tian with a strange look, could not help but whisper.

"What kind of person is this silver-haired youth? It’s so mad!"

"Yeah, even the East Emperor, one of the nine emperors, is not afraid. Is there a big man behind him who is shouldered by the East Emperor?"

"Maybe it is also a descendant of the peak of Kendo, otherwise the age can be so horrible!"

Nie Tian listened to the discussion of the crowd, but his eyes were very peaceful.

Of course, these people cannot think that he himself is one of the peaks of Kendo.

He doesn't need any backing because he is the biggest mountain!

"Oriental Jie, are you still not rolling?" Cheng Ruolin reacted at this time, smiled and looked proud.

"Linger, who is this stinky boy?" Dongfang Jie’s eyes were low and terrible, said sinkingly.

"I am her friend!" Waiting for Cheng Ruolin to speak, Nie Tian said directly, he did not want this unscrupulous little girl to say that this person can not afford to lose.

"Friends?" Dong Jie's face was bleeding, and one of the resentments in his eyes was even more terrible. He turned and looked at a few guards behind him, and the others were subconsciously going backwards.

The strength of these guards is under the Eastern Jie, even the Eastern Jie has been hit hard by Nie Tianyijian, they may be opponents.