Qin Ming was seen not moving at all. He reached out and grabbed Zhao Hongsheng's fist.
No matter how hard Zhao Hongsheng exerted himself, his face turned red from holding back, he still couldn't break through Qin Ming's palm!
"The four tigers on the road are nothing more than this!"
Qin Ming smiled faintly, turned around and kicked out, hitting Zhao Hongsheng in the chest, and directly kicked Zhao Hongsheng away.
boom!
Zhao Hongsheng's body hit the table heavily, and the hard elm table collapsed immediately. Then his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted, and he no longer had the momentum and majesty he had just now.
!
Saw this scene.
Mr. Hou, Jiang Lan and others were all stunned, their jaws almost dropped to the ground in shock.
None of them expected that Qin Ming not only caught Zhao Hongsheng's fist with his palm, but also hit Zhao Hongsheng until he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
This strength is enough to kill Zhao Hongsheng instantly!
In their minds, Zhao Hongsheng was already very powerful, but Qin Ming defeated Zhao Hongsheng with one move. How terrifying that skill must have been!
"This...how is this possible!"
Zhao Hongsheng got up with difficulty and touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, with a look of horror on his face.
With his cultivation in the middle stage of Xiantian, Qin Ming can defeat him with one move. His strength has at least surpassed that of late Xiantian, and may even be at the peak of Xiantian or higher!
But Qin Ming is just a master from outside the family, and there is no fluctuation in his true energy at all.
It’s unbelievable that Qin Ming could reach such a high level just by practicing foreign martial arts!
"Who are you?"
Zhao Hongsheng looked at Qin Ming with a solemn expression, secretly guessing Qin Ming's identity.
"I am who I am, a different kind of firework!"
Qin Ming had no identity. He didn't know how to answer Zhao Hongsheng's question, so he answered casually.
"you......"
Zhao Hongsheng's face looked ugly, blood surged in his chest, and he felt the urge to vomit blood.
With the strength that Qin Ming has shown, he is definitely not an unknown person in Jiangcheng, but Qin Ming is unwilling to reveal his identity, and there is nothing he can do about it.
"Boy, you don't have to be proud!"
"I don't care who you are, if you dare to hurt me, you are an enemy of Mr. Nan Wang!"
"Lord Nan Wang will not let you go!"
Zhao Hongsheng shouted coldly.
"What, are you threatening me?"
Qin Ming raised his brows, feeling somewhat apprehensive.
Although he has close friendship with the Xu family and has some relationship with the Lin family and Zhou family, after all, he is not a direct descendant of these families, and it is impossible for others to help him without reservation, regardless of family interests!
If he really offends a top big shot like King Nan, this will definitely not be a good thing for him!
"So what?"
"Although I am not your opponent, Lord Nan Wang has many masters under his command, and his power is as great as the sky!"
"It's so easy to kill you!"
Zhao Hongsheng smiled proudly and said that he had vaguely seen Qin Ming's fear, and he felt even more confident.
"Well said!"
"No matter who you are, if you dare to go against my father, you are seeking death!"
At this moment, a sneer sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a young man about twenty-three or four years old strode into the box from outside with a few subordinates.
This young man is handsome, elegant and gentle, but his fierce aura is like a sharp sword, unstoppable.
He is none other than Feng Lun, the son of King Nan.