The disciples of the yuan family around them were shocked and speechless. They didn't expect that their most powerful disciple could not move in front of the boy and was directly hurt.

"You..." the young man only felt that his body seemed to be invaded by countless sharp swords, tearing his blood and flesh all the time.

He clapped on his body continuously, and a force of water rippled in his body. In the blink of an eye, he forced those sharp swords out of his body. It was a golden sharp spirit.

However, at this moment alone, the meridians around his shoulder were damaged, and half of his body was numb. This was a serious injury, which could not be recovered without ten days and a half months.

"What am I! People like tujiwa and dogs are still arrogant in front of me!" Zhao Yuande continued to approach forward and said coldly, "come and apologize to the old man, otherwise you can't go today!"

"You... Don't go too far!" the young man retreated continuously. He was frightened and flustered in his eyes. He didn't expect to meet a young man who could be such a monster. He was a whole realm higher than him. He didn't expect to have no strength to fight back. Who is this person?

"Can I be as rude as you are? You think you are superior and humiliate an old man. Don't say that the old man is still your elder. Even if he is a stranger, he can't tolerate you to be so presumptuous! Now kneel down and apologize immediately, or I'll lose your five limbs and throw you on the street!" Zhao Yuande came closer and closer, and his words were cold and piercing, Several Jiang family disciples on the scene changed their faces.

"Good! Great joy! Come on, little brother! We all look after you!" when we saw Zhao Yuande's great power, people cheered around.

"Little brother! Let them apologize and let them never forget!" someone shouted.

"Little brother! Don't worry about the Jiang family patrolling the city. We're all here to help you guard the wind!"

"Let them kneel to the end of the world..."

"Just waste their five limbs..."

The voices of cheering and various vicious strategies came into the ears of the young people of the yuan family, making their faces change again and again.

"OK! I'll show you the fate of these people today!" Zhao Yuande got the support of the masses, and immediately the flame in his heart burned. He must punish these people.

"Little brother! Forget it, I'm used to it!" Jiang Chenyu's face showed a kind of helplessness, a sad look that makes people look distressed. He has been humiliated and used to for hundreds of years. Even the scars on his face are given by his own nephew, and his heart has passed away with the disappearance of Su Yusi.

He always believed that Su Yusi was still alive. He had been looking forward to it for 300 years!

But there is always an end to patience and an end to hope. These days, he feels that his time is running out, and the fire of hope in his heart is gradually extinguished. He is waiting for death.

"No!" Zhao Yuande stepped out and appeared directly in front of the young man. He grabbed each other's neck with a big hand. The speed was so fast that the young man couldn't react at all.

"You guys also come and kneel down!" Zhao Yuande took the young man's body and turned it into a residual shadow. He heard a loud noise. All the young people were kicked to Jiang Chenyu's face and fell on the ground, unable to move.

"Today, I'll let you know what evil is rewarded!" Zhao Yuande pressed the young man on the ground, thumping his head against Jiang Chenyu and began to kowtow. The ground was cracked by the young man's head.

"Boy, you're finished! No matter what you come from, no matter what forces behind you, you're finished!" the young man didn't soften at all, but was very hard to threaten Zhao Yuande.

"OK! You don't know how to repent, do you? Kneel down and die here. When you know it's wrong and when you'll get up!" Zhao Yuande kicked his knee directly, sealed all the aura in his body and pressed him in front of Jiang Chenyu.

"You... You are..."

"Poof!"

The young man also wanted to say something threatening to Zhao Yuande, but the next moment Zhao Yuande decisively turned one of his arms into a pool of meat mud, and his big feet crushed that arm into slag.

"I haven't apologized yet. I'm very patient. Now it's the first limb, and then it's the second limb!" Zhao Yuande sneered.

"Brother, please forgive him! They are all ignorant children!" the old man stood there with tears in his eyes.

"Old man, don't you pretend... Ah!" the young man was really tough, but Zhao Yuande crushed his other arm with one foot.

"Good! You're very good. It's good that the Jiang family is like you! Unfortunately, unfortunately, it's a pity that you will eventually give in." Zhao Yuande chuckled, "now it's time to plead guilty and apologize!"

"Never! This old thing hurt me... Ah!" one leg of the young man was trampled into plasma, and all his bones were shattered. Even if there is a holy medicine to be reborn, it will take a lot of hands and feet.

"Continue to be tough. I'll see if your yuan family can take out so many holy medicines to save you waste!"

"You're dead, my father will certainly frustrate you!" the young man suddenly smiled grimly, "you can't escape!"

"I don't cry when I don't see the coffin!" Zhao Yuande looked at a direction outside, motioned to the onlookers in that direction and asked them to get out of the way quickly. "Everyone get out of the way. Don't splash blood in a moment!"

"Boy, you are so cruel. How did my son provoke you? You have to be cruel to him next time!" a middle-aged man with a sinister face entered the teahouse the next moment. He looked at his son who had lost three limbs on the ground and his eyes were burning with anger.

"Jiang Tianqi! The strong Jiang family in the world..." someone whispered, they didn't expect this to come so soon!

"Dad! Help me catch him and I'll cut him to pieces!" the young man saw his father coming and immediately roared. Looking at Zhao Yuande's eyes made people feel creepy.

"Tianqi... It all started because of this. Can you..." Jiang Chenyu said to Jiang Tianqi timidly.

"Old man, I knew it was a disaster to keep you, but my father didn't believe it would torture you slowly! Now because of you, my son has been abandoned, and you dare to speak!" although Jiang Tianqi's tone was flat, his words made people feel a bone chilling chill.

"I... Hey! If you can kill me, kill me! Don't be difficult for this little brother!" Jiang Chenyu lowered her head, and her voice was full of helplessness and pain. This is his nephew and grandson!

"Hum! Wait! I'll kill this little bastard and kill you again!" Jiang Tianqi glanced at Jiang Chenyu coldly, and then walked slowly to Zhao Yuande.

"Old man, you are really an animal! Your veins are all animals!" Zhao Yuande severely trampled the other leg of the young man into mud. "I want to see whether the animal's blood is hot or cold. If you take another step forward, I'll castrate him!"

Zhao Yuande's feet appeared between the young man's legs, hanging but not falling.