Divine Frost City, a majestic ancient city, situated at the borders of the Divine Frost Mountain Range. It was like a behemoth opening its massive mouth, wanting to swallow everything.
At this time, in the liveliest marketplace of Divine Frost City, Nie Tian and Cheng Ruoling's figures appeared.
Cheng Ruoling was slightly excited as she said as she walked, "Little whitehair, that old man is right ahead. He has quite a few Ninth Level Heavenly Emperor martial artists by his side. If he's not willing to sell the little spirit cat to this young lady, can you beat so many Ninth Level Heavenly Emperor martial artists?"
Nie Tian could not help shaking his head. He did not plan on exchanging blows with the other party.
Furthermore, offending an unknown and powerful enemy for the sake of a little spirit cat was not some wise course of action.
"All of you f * cking scram for me!" Right at this time, an arrogant voice sounded out. Several powerful auras appeared, each and every one like a wolf and tiger, very ferocious.
"Mn?" When Nie Tian heard this voice, his brows involuntarily furrowed.
"It's Dongfang Jie!" When Cheng Ruoling heard this voice, her brows furrowed, her small face actually somewhat panicked.
Nie Tian could not help being taken aback. This place was Divine Frost City. There was still someone who could make Cheng Ruoling feel afraid?
"Little whitehair, when Dongfang Jie comes over later, just say that you're my fiancé!" Cheng Ruoling suddenly hugged Nie Tian's arm and said in a low voice.
"Fiancé?" Nie Tian was taken aback, and his face stiffened.
This lass was too good at joking. He was her grandmaster. If this joke were to spread out, it would be terrible.
Furthermore, Cheng Ruoling was not Nie Tian's cup of tea at all. He still liked gentler girls, like Mo Ruxi and Xue-er.
"Ling-er!" Immediately, a figure appeared. When he saw Cheng Ruoling, he was stunned for a moment and called out in surprise.
But in the next instant, the person who arrived saw that Cheng Ruoling was actually hugging Nie Tian's arm. His face immediately fell, and he roared angrily, "White-haired brat, who are you?"
Nie Tian's gaze turned intent slightly, looking at the arrival. This was a young martial artist in his twenties, but his strength was already at the Fifth Level Heavenly Emperor. His Martial Dao talent was still considered pretty good.
Unfortunately, this person's eyes were cold and arrogant. One look and one could tell that he was not a good person.
"Your name is Dongfang Jie?" Nie Tian suddenly thought of something and asked.
The surname Dongfang was not a common one. The fact that this person dared to be so arrogant meant that he had something to do with Donghuang, one of the Nine Emperors.
Donghuang, one of the Nine Emperors, was also in the Dongchuan Divine Realm. However, he was in the Eastern Heaven City, which was tens of thousands of miles away from the Divine Cold City. No one knew why the members of the Dongfang family would appear here.
"Brat, you're courting death!" Dongfang Jie's eyes were burning with anger. With a gloomy face, he said in a low voice, "Don't you know that Ling 'er is my woman?"
"Dongfang Jie, don't talk nonsense!" Cheng Ruoling blushed shyly.
The reason why Dongfang Jie had appeared here was because his father, Dongfang Yilang, had brought him to the Divine Cold Palace to propose marriage to Cheng Ruoling.
For some reason, the Dongfang father and son had traveled thousands of miles from the Eastern Heaven City to directly propose marriage to Cheng Ruoling.
"Am I talking nonsense?" Dongfang Jie smiled sinisterly and said, "Ling 'er, your parents will soon agree to my father's proposal. You will soon become my, Dongfang Jie's, woman."
"Dongfang Jie, you …" Cheng Ruoling blushed and was about to cry again.
She was just a little girl. How could she endure being teased like this?
"Is that so?" At this time, Nie Tian looked at Dongfang Jie and said in a low voice. His eyes flashed with coldness.
He could already tell that the Dongfang father and son had come prepared for Cheng Ruoling.
"Your father is Dongfang Yilang?" Nie Tian asked with a Cold smile.
"Brat, who do you think you are? Do you think my father's name is something you can casually call?" Hearing Nie Tian call Dongfang Yilang's name, Dongfang Jie was instantly enraged. His whole body's aura surged and he directly punched out. A huge fist shadow fiercely pounced towards Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's face was as gloomy as still water. His body moved and a wave of sword will whistled out. It directly broke through the fist shadow and pressed towards Dongfang Jie.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Dongfang Jie's figure directly flew out. After landing on the ground, he was dragged on the ground for ten meters, leaving a bloody trail.
The sudden scene caused the whole place to fall into a dead silence. Everyone stared at Nie Tian with their mouths agape. They could not believe the scene in front of them.
No one expected that the seemingly harmless silver-haired young man in front of them would be so strong and directly injure Dongfang Jie.
Cheng Ruoling was also a little stunned. She did not expect that Nie Tian would really dare to attack Dongfang Jie.
One should know that Dongfang Jie's father was Dongfang Yilang, one of the Nine Emperors, Donghuang.
"You dare to hurt me?" Dongfang Jie struggled to get up. His whole body was dripping with blood and his face was beyond recognition. He was very miserable. He was very shocked. He did not expect that he, the dignified young master of Dongfang Jie, would be beaten up in the street.
"So what if I hurt you?" Nie Tian smiled Cold. He had already been merciful with the sword just now. Otherwise, Dongfang Jie would already be a corpse.
"Brat, do you know who I am?" Dongfang Jie took a deep breath and forcibly shook off the blood on his body. He roared in a deep voice, revealing a pale face.
"Isn't it just Dongfang Yilang's son? Do you really think I'm afraid of Dongfang Yilang? " Nie Tian's face was gloomy and his eyes were full of contempt. He did not take the so-called Donghuang seriously at all.
"You …" Dongfang Jie suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He originally thought that Nie Tian did not know who Dongfang Yilang was, so he could be so arrogant. He did not expect that the latter knew the name of Donghuang and was even more contemptuous.
The crowd was also stunned. They stared at Nie Tian in surprise and could not help but whisper.
"Who is this silver-haired young man? He is so arrogant!"
"Yes, he is even not afraid of Donghuang, one of the Nine Emperors. Could it be that he has a big shot who is on par with Donghuang behind him?"
"Maybe he is also a successor of the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Otherwise, it is impossible for his sword will to be so terrifying at such a young age!"
Nie Tian listened to the crowd's discussion, but his eyes were very calm.
Of course, these people could not imagine that he himself was one of the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
He did not need any backing because he was the biggest mountain!
"Dongfang Jie, are you still not going to scram?" Cheng Ruoling reacted at this time and giggled with a face full of pride.
"Ling 'er, who is this brat?" Dongfang Jie's eyes were frighteningly gloomy as he said in a deep voice.
"I am her friend!" Nie Tian did not wait for Cheng Ruoling to speak and said directly. He did not want this blabbermouth girl to talk nonsense. He really could not afford to lose face.
"Friend?" Dongfang Jie's face was bleeding, but the hatred in his eyes was even more terrifying. He turned to look at the guards behind him, but they all subconsciously stepped back.
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