Chapter 1207: City gate storm

Just as Jun Jianwei was complaining, an enlarged fist suddenly appeared in front of his face.
Bang!
A powerful punch hit Jun Jianwei's face severely.
"Today, this young man will let you know that fat people can also be young masters!"
"Dare to look down upon Ben Shao? Ben Shao smashed your mouth!"
Ning Rong roared with heavy fists and smashed them, all his fists fell on the face of the sword guard, but he did not use too strong power. After all, he has not lost his reason, he just wants to teach the sword guard a lesson. , Ruined his face.
Fatty and ugly, who is more embarrassed?
When the other Jun Jianwei saw their eyes jumping, they knew in their hearts that the fat man in front of them was Ning Rong, so they didn't dare to step forward to stop them.
What's more, He Xiang was staring at them with cold eyes.
If they dare to make a move, how can He Xiang stand by?
"Don't... don't fight anymore, if you... hit me again, I will fight back!" Jun Jianwei screamed and roared, even if this is Young Master Ning, it is not the master of their Jun Jianwei, just hit it. , Even with a heavy fist, Jun Jianwei's heart was angry.
"Fight back? Do you dare to fight back? You try to fight back!" Ning Rong grinned angrily, and fisted again...
Bang!
However, he hadn't hit Jun Jianwei's face with this punch, and Jun Jianwei's fist had already hit the bridge of Ning Rong's nose first.
With a click, the bridge of Ning Rong's nose broke, and his whole body flew upside down. Two blood lines, following his body flying upside down, were quickly stretched, forming two blood-colored arcs...
The fat body, accompanied by screams, fell heavily to the ground.
The other sword guards are blinded, Zhao Liu, this kid, really dare to beat Young Master Ning?
Seeing Ning Rong being beaten, He Xiang suddenly became murderous, his skinny palms protruded from the cuffs, and the pulling force of the palms exploded, pulling Zhao Liu to his front.
"You dare to hurt Young Master Ning, die!"
When He Xiang's palm was about to squeeze Zhao Liu's neck, a cold voice came: "It's all a misunderstanding, please be merciful to King He Shen!"
The night pavilion led seven sword guards to walk quickly.
Seeing Ye Pavilion came, and the person in his hand was from the Ye family again, He Xiang snorted and threw Zhao Liu to the ground.
"Ye San Ye, your Ye Family Sword Guard is so arrogant! Not only did you dare to stop my Young Master from entering the city, but you also dared to beat my Young Master! This matter, Ye San Ye must give the Ning Family an explanation today! He Xiang said coldly.
Although he spared Zhao Liu one, it doesn't mean that this matter is over.
He could spare Zhao Liu, but Ning Rong could not.
Ning Rong got up from the ground, clutching his bleeding nose and said viciously: "Ye Pavilion, now you are here, can you verify the identity of the young master?"
Ye Pavilion's eyes were cold, and she said coldly: "Ning Rong, I am also the three words Ye Pavilion, which you deserve to call?"
Ning Rong sneered and said, "My uncle is a god, and your grandfather is a god. They are the same. In terms of seniority, I'm still your uncle, why can't I call your name?"
Ning Rong didn't dare to be so arrogant in front of the night pavilion, but now at the gate of the city, the bridge of his nose was broken, and he was already angered.
Now who makes him unsatisfactory, he dares to stun him!
He is the son of the Ning family and the nephew of Ning Chaifeng, and some people dare not kill him!
Ye Liangting sneered: "You are ashamed to say that you are the nephew of the gods, don't you know that this world is based on strength, you are a young boy who has just entered the fairyland, you are not worthy to even give the old man shoes. Are you embarrassed to discuss the seniority with the old man? The Ning family, and Ning Chasing Feng and Ning Chasing Yang have some good points. The rest of the people... Oh, I'm forgiving the old man, they are all waste!
"You!" Ning Rong was furious, but facing Ye Liang Pavilion's squinted eyes, he didn't dare to say anything cruel, because he actually felt a trace of killing intent from Ye Liang Pavilion's eyes!
He Xiang took a step forward at this time, and the powerful and terrifying aura burst out, causing Ye Liangting and the others to retreat together.
"San Ye, He asked for an explanation. Is this your explanation?" He Xiang asked coldly.
Ye Liang Ting put his hands together in front of him, not why Xiang Xiang was intimidated, and said indifferently: "Zhao Liu has been beaten almost beyond recognition, Ning Rong has only been punched, what else is there to explain? The Ning family wants to bully the old man. I don’t care, but I can’t bully my night family."
He Xiang said angrily: "Zhao Liu is just a guard, even if he is beaten to death by my young master, it is his fate! How can his injury be comparable to that of Young Master Rong!"
Ye Liang Ting squinted coldly: "Zhao Liu is my Ye Family's Sword Guard, and Jun Sword Guard is my Ye Family's face! Ning Rong dared to hit my Ye Family's people, and that's my Ye Family's face! What? , Ning Rong, He Xiang, you two are holding on to this matter, do you really want to provoke a dispute between the Ye family and the Ning family? I’m not a talented night pavilion, if the king of God wants to do something to me, just Take it! Let's see if my Ye family is afraid of you!"
He Xiang really didn't dare to attack the night pavilion.
After all, Ye Liang Ting is a real Ye Family God King, Ye Xing Jian's grandson, He Xiang, he doesn't have the courage.
He Xiang's face flushed with anger, he had to snorted and stopped his momentum.
Ning Rong also knew that he had been hit in vain, gritted his teeth angrily.
"Huh, this matter is over. The young master doesn't remember the villain's fault!" Ning Rong glanced viciously at Zhao Liu, whose face was full of blood.
Zhao Liu also breathed a sigh of relief, full of gratitude.
Unexpectedly, at a critical juncture, Ye Sanye would still protect their sword guards.
He just didn't know why Ye Sanye would suddenly obey Xiao Yi's order?
He did not dare to ask.
I asked, it might be a dead word...Even San Ye couldn't protect him.
The words of Yeliangting were naturally instigated by Xiao Yi behind his back.
It happened to be able to use the conflict between Zhao Liu and Ning Rong to provoke the conflict between the two clans, but also to use this as an excuse to block Ning Rong and He Xiang outside the city.
"Since it's over, then don't talk about anyone. Since you call yourself an adult, you should look like an adult. Don't stare at anyone like a villain! The sword guard of my night family is not scared. "The night pavilion said coldly.
Ning Rong's face twitched, and his heart was very angry. Ben had suffered less, so he couldn't even stare at him?
Dare to love the young master of the Ning family, in front of your night family, is really not a young master?
"Let’s talk about it, why are you here in Yushang City? The old man invited you to the Ning family at the beginning, but at that time you thought that Mingzhe could not protect yourself, and only sent some dragon spear guards to perfuse the old man. Why, now I can’t help but want to come. Have you had a good time in Shangcheng? Sorry, although Yu Shangcheng has a lot of women, it is not a brothel nest and will not pick up guests!" Ye Liangting said with disdain.
Ning Rong gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Ben is not uncommon for women who have been smashed by your play. Young Master Ben came here this time, just wanting to know why this month's resource sharing has not been sent to Luofeng City for so long?
Ye Pavilion rolled his eyes and said, "Just because of this? Are your Ning family members so small? Those small families have been bedding for several years, and they have already run out of oil and water. The resources we have collected this month are pitifully small, so they will be distributed to you. Yes, there are only ten thousand sacred stones. Is it necessary to send someone to visit for this ten thousand sacred stones?"
"Only ten thousand sacred stones?" Ning Rong glared angrily, "Yeliang Pavilion, you...who do you blind yourself!"