Chapter 279

"Mr. Mo, give us a face for the yuan family. We can't do business if you go on like this!" the shopkeeper on one side didn't look good and begged.

"I will certainly give the face of the Jiang family, and I have some friendship with Jiang Tianzhao! But if you want to calm down, you must first drive this person out of the Jiang family treasure building!" the young man in Black said the name Jiang Tianzhao to put pressure on the other party.

"Tianzhao childe!" when the shopkeeper heard the name, he immediately shut up and looked at Luo Jingtian with helplessness.

"Kneel down! Kowtow to me until I'm satisfied!" the boy in black smiled grimly at Luo Jingtian.

The flame in Luo Jing's eyes was about to come out, but he was helpless. What else could he do for his own women and children!

Just as he was about to kneel down, a man appeared in front of him and gently held him.

"Martial uncle!" a familiar and emotional voice came into Luo Jingtian's ear and almost made him scream!

"You... You are..." Luo Jingtian almost fell into Petrification at this moment. He stared at the black and thin boy in front of him. Although Zhao Yuande changed his appearance, he could still feel the familiar smell on each other. There is no doubt that Zhao Yuande!

"Martial uncle, it's me!" Zhao Yuande nodded gently and smiled on his face.

"Oh! Black boy, are you his martial nephew? Is it the remnant of huoyun sect?" the young man in black looked up and down at Zhao Yuande and found that his cultivation was just the later stage of Lingtai pregnant God realm. His eyes immediately showed contempt. "Are you going to be better? I just took you together today."

"Go!" Luo Jingtian hurriedly pushed Zhao Yuande to leave. In Luo Jingtian's heart, Zhao Yuande was still the nephew who needed his protection.

However, Luo Jingtian didn't push Zhao Yuande. He just felt as if he was pushing on a towering mountain. He was trying to shake the tree.

"Martial uncle, there's nothing wrong. I'll help you solve this noisy person in front of you!" Zhao Yuande patted Luo Jingtian's hand gently, but his heart was mixed with feelings. Martial uncle, you have always stood in front of me to help me. Now it's your turn to stand out for you.

"You want to die!" the boy in black slapped Zhao Yuande.

"Pa!"

However, it was not Zhao Yuande who was slapped. Just before the palm of the boy in black was raised, Zhao Yuande's palm had hit him in the face.

Five clear finger prints appeared on the face of the boy in black, which made him a little stunned, and then burst out today's angry roar.

"Damn it! You dare to hit me. Do you know who I am?" the boy in black was furious. "Go up and take him down, dead or alive!"

The young man in black is not a fool. He is a cultivation achievement in the later stage of the integration of yin and Yang, but he still gets slapped. He can't win the other party in person. However, behind him are the strong men in the early stage of the integration of yin and Yang. When the two strong men saw the young man in black beaten, they rushed to Zhao Yuande without waiting for his command.

Zhao Yuande's strength has exceeded the imagination of ordinary people. Not to mention the strong in the early stage of the two fields, even ten times more is also abused.

He just used his powerful flesh to make the two guys overwhelmed. His terrible power soon knocked them to the ground and Zhao Yuande kicked them out of Jiang Jiabao building one by one.

The strong men in the two fields lay on the street outside like two dead dogs, seeing that there was air in and there was no air out.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Yuande pinched the boy in black who was pale and wanted to sneak away.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I..." the black boy's teeth trembled and he was so scared that he couldn't even speak.

"Pa!" Zhao Yuande slapped his back hand on the other side of his face. The black boy's face was swollen like a pig's head, and his eyes were full of fear and resentment.

"How dare you look at me like that!" seeing the serious light of the boy in black, Zhao Yuande suddenly looked cold. He opened his arms left and right, and slapped more than a dozen big ears in a row.

The dozen teenagers wailed in pain, and all their big teeth fell to the ground.

Almost everyone was not calm at this moment. They looked at Zhao Yuande strangely. How could such an ordinary boy break out such a powerful force? Was he a monster?

"This..." Luo Jingtian was a little silly at this time. He felt that his head was not enough at once.

He naturally knew that the black and thin boy was Zhao Yuande, and he knew that he could fight beyond the level, but he didn't expect to fight beyond the level two, and he still destroyed the withered and rotten!

What did he go through during this time?

"Spare me! I'm Mozi Feng of the Mohist school, and my grandfather is the master of the Mohist family..." the boy in black shed tears in pain, as helpless as a child bullied by others. He didn't work well every day, so he had to carry out the genealogy in an attempt to make the other party retreat in spite of difficulties.

"What, this waste is the legitimate grandson of the master of the Mohist family? No wonder it's so arrogant!" someone shouted around.

"I don't know. Will this teenager do this when he knows the identity of the other party?"

"You should let go! These slaps have made Mo Zifeng unable to be a man. If you fight again, the face of the Mo family will be lost! At that time, the Mo family will find the boy and take revenge!"

"I don't think so..."

People talked and tried to guess what Zhao Yuande would do next.

But what they didn't guess was that this paragraph ushered in a more violent storm!

"What a waste! All Mohists are waste!" Zhao Yuande slapped more than ten times in a row. He scolded while beating, which shocked the people around him.

Many people immediately guessed that Zhao Yuande might have a feud with the Mohist school!

He carried out the Mohist school, which was OK in front of others, but in front of Zhao Yuande, it was better not to mention that the Mohist school would betray the Eastern Emperor's world and welcome the alien invasion. Zhao Yuande had long made up his mind to destroy the Mohist school. How could he be threatened by it.

"Martial uncle, you can calm down if you fight a few times!" Zhao Yuande handed Mo Zifeng like a dead dog to Luo Jingtian.

Luo Jingtian's body trembled and retreated a few steps. Then he stopped and looked at Mo Zifeng in Zhao Yuande's hand. He couldn't help but look ashamed.

"No... I can't do it, otherwise... Otherwise..." his face showed pain, and his eyes no longer had the glory of looking at the world and competing with others. His body bent, slowly lowered his head, and his voice sobbed, "otherwise, my Zijing and my children may be killed by them!"

"Martial uncle, have you forgotten your pride in those years? You showed up at my most dangerous time and killed the old ghost of the Li family. What a heroic spirit it was at that time. How did you become so in recent years?" Zhao Yuande felt a little sad looking at Luo Jingtian!

"Hey! People are under the eaves!" Luo Jingtian sighed. The power of the central alliance and the Mohist school was so great that he was frightened.

When he was in the Eastern Emperor's world, he couldn't sleep almost all night. He was afraid of being found by the Mohists. He had no choice but to find a way to escape from the Eastern Emperor's world.

But what I didn't expect was that even if I spent all my savings and fled to the broken dust City, I still didn't escape the pursuit of the Mohist school.

Just now, this Mozi Maple found him. When Mozi Maple appeared in front of him, he just felt that the whole sky had collapsed and the world was dark!

Zhao Yuande instantly understood Luo Jingtian's heart. This is a kind of helplessness. If a person can fight to death!

But now he took the lives of three people as soon as he died. Even if he was humiliated all day, he didn't dare to die!