Chapter 746

"End, Wanjie City patrols, the house patrols, the middle period of the divine Emperor..."

"End master!" elder Lin in green clothes could not help frowning slightly and took a step back when he saw this man. The other party was too drunk.

"Patrolman, this man......" Murong saw the red monk, and his eyes suddenly showed an excited light. This man was reckless and extremely protective of his shortcomings. It seems that the other party will be in bad luck this time. He hurriedly repeated what he had just said to the old man in green shirt.

When Zhao Yuande saw the monk in red, he could not help frowning slightly. This dress was so vulgar that he really lost the face of Zen. He immediately felt a bad feeling towards each other.

"What? How dare you be so unscrupulous!" the red monk stared at Zhao Yuande with fierce eyes, grinning his white teeth and said coldly, "little fellow, it seems that you don't know the name of the master! Murong Qing, go up and take him down to me. If he dares to resist, I'll kill him on the spot!"

"This..." murongqing was obviously stunned. He was not the opponent of the other party. If the other party really wanted to resist, wouldn't he want to

"Not yet!" the monk in red glared. Murong Qing immediately turned white. He dared not delay any more. He would come forward and take Zhao Yuande.

"Slow down!" the elder Lin in green pressed Murong Qing's hand, turned his head and smiled at the monk in red, "it's over! Murong Qing's words are just one side. If you take people like this, isn't it unreasonable to listen to each other's explanation!"

"Elder Lin? You're right!" the red monk took a sip of wine and glanced at elder Lin with an oblique eye. "You're the elder of the chamber of Commerce of Wanjie city. You can manage me to patrol the city hall. Go and play!"

The monk in red is obviously unfriendly to elder Lin, and there is a trace of disdain in the depths of his eyes.

"It's over, I'm helping you, not harming you!" old Lin snorted coldly.

"Fuck you, who can help you!" the red monk pulled at the corners of his mouth, "murongqing, do you need me to do it myself? Go quickly!"

"Hum!" old Lin didn't look good, but he resisted the impulse to turn around and leave. Instead, he stood not far away and looked coldly at the monk in red.

"Yes!" murongqing turned pale when he saw the monk in red. But he knew the patrolman's temper. If he procrastinated again, I'm afraid he would be beaten up. Although he couldn't lose his life, he had no problem lying in bed for more than ten days!

In desperation, he had to go to Zhao Yuande.

"Are you coming to die?" Zhao Yuande looked at it for so long. He could probably see that the relationship between these people seemed complex, but he was too lazy to think about it. Looking at each other approaching him step by step, he couldn't help but open his mouth and showed a faint smile, "You have to think about it. As long as you dare to fight me, I will never be merciful! It's not as simple as the men around you!"

"Hum! Are you threatening me?" Murong Qing was already oppressed. Now when he heard Zhao Yuande's words, his face was distorted.

"What's the matter with Murong Qing today? Where's the power in the past?" someone immediately laughed slightly not far away.

"Be advised! He is not someone else's opponent, which is called bullying the soft and fearing the hard!"

"Deserve it, there must be such a man to treat him, otherwise his nostrils will not tilt up to the sky!"

"It's better to kill him alive. This guy looks like a man, but it's bad to the bone..."

“……”

Listening to the whispers around, Murong Qing couldn't help but shout. A long sword in his hand stabbed Zhao Yuande's eyebrows. At the same time, a magnificent world appeared behind him, green mountains, green waters, wild animals, fish and insects.

"Hey! If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of you!" Zhao Yuande sighed gently and punched the long sword.

Naturally, he also heard the round of people around him just now. He immediately felt a burst of disgust for the behavior of this person in front of him, and the unconscious in his hand increased his strength.

Seeing that Zhao Yuande only took the sword with his fist, they couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"This man is not crazy! Can his fist be stronger than the sword? Especially Murong Qing's hand is a top acquired treasure made of innate materials. Even the strong emperor dare not pick it up with his hand!"

"Not necessarily. You see, the man looks calm and confident. Maybe he can..."

"He is too conceited. It seems that what we expect will not happen!"

“……”

But when these people were disappointed and turned their heads away from the tragedy.

Suddenly, there was a sound of air-conditioning all around, and then a clear sound was heard.

They could not help but turn their heads curiously and suddenly saw a scene that stunned them.

They only saw that the young man in white smashed the long sword made of congenital materials.

The fist seemed not to be blocked at all, and then bombarded Murong Qing's chest.

"Click!"

A bone crack sound that made people feel sad sounded. Murongqing seemed to be a short-term kite flying out into the distance.

"This... How strong this guy must be!" the people who recovered couldn't help but open their mouths!

"That's innate material. It was smashed by his fist? What kind of cultivation is this guy? Isn't it a God Emperor pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger here?"

"Am I dreaming that murongqing's evil has been beaten away? Great!"

Some people were so excited that tears filled their eyes at that time! It can be seen how unpopular Murong Qing is in ordinary days.

At this time, even elder Lin couldn't help being a little stunned. He knew that the young man in white was very strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong.

He thinks he can't do all this.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" the red monk ended up, his eyes burst with fierce light, slammed the wine pot to the ground, held the mace on his shoulder tightly, and then stamped the ground with his feet. His body rose from the ground as if it were a big leech.

The body of the monk in red was like a flaming flame, and the huge mace was like a huge mountain, which was suppressed when facing Zhao Yuande.

"Hey!" Zhao Yuande didn't seem to see the arrival of the monk in red. Instead, he reluctantly turned to Lin Jiner and gently sighed, "Wanjie city used to be this style. It really disappoints me!"

"Brother Zhao..." Lin jin'er apologized. She pointed to the mace that was about to fall on Zhao Yuande's head. "You'd better solve the problem in front of you!"

"Why do such people appear everywhere? Is it my bad luck?" Zhao Yuande shook his head helplessly.

His fingers lightly pointed to the mace that was about to fall, and he drank softly: "set!"

At the same time, his body slipped back.

"Bang!"

After a loud noise, the people only saw the red monk lying on the ground like a dead dog, falling to the ground with a mace in his hand.