"Lord liaochen, his origin is mysterious, and he may have a very powerful force behind him. In particular, you see his combat effectiveness. He can easily defeat Zhiguang in the middle of the divine emperor. Maybe there is a giant force behind him. I should think twice after seeing the leader of liaochen hall!" elder Lin came over and saluted the old monk in red and slowly said the above words.
"Lin Pingyuan... Shut up!" Zhiguang shouted hysterically, "master... I'm finished. My Buddha's heart is broken. I lose hope. Just kill me!"
The old monk in red looks very ugly. He has always placed high hopes on this disciple. He hopes that he can surpass himself and become a supreme power beyond the realm of God and emperor one day. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen today, which makes him a bit in a dilemma.
In Wanjie City, there are many famous young people from all over the world. There are countless powerful CHILDES and young masters. Some of them are super powerful forces. Even the master can't afford to provoke them. He is most afraid that the young man in front of him belongs to this kind of force!
"Master... Kill him! Kill him!" Zhiguang, a monk in red, was still yelling. It sounded very painful.
Just now, the magnificent red monk Zhiguang seemed crazy. There was a huge difference between the front and the back.
"Hey! There's no way! If something happens, I have to ask the master for help. I hope my luck won't be too bad!" the old monk in red gritted his teeth and walked over to Zhao Yuande. "Little fellow, don't blame me. Blame yourself for not knowing the greatness of heaven and earth. You have provoked my disciples. Now go to hell!"
"Bah! It's shameless! There's no good thing without a bald head! Old bald head, I have my responsibility just now, and you can kill me together!" Lin Jiner knew it well. Naturally, he was not afraid of the old monk in red, and turned his eyes at the other side.
"Little beast! How dare you humiliate me! Die for me..." the old monk in red looked ferocious and terrible. He wanted to slap Zhao Yuande and slapped Lin Jiner.
What is the status of the old monk in red? His master is one of the few remaining strong men in the whole Wanjie city. Let alone the young people, even those with the same cultivation are respectful to him. Those with a lower cultivation are even more trembling when they see him, but the girls in front of him are so presumptuous. He is very murderous in his heart, regardless of whether there is any backstage behind him, Raise your hand and kill her.
"Bold!" just then, a deafening cry came from the far air, and a divine rainbow came across the sky and directly shot at the old monk in red.
The old monk in red felt a very dangerous breath in this divine rainbow. If he wanted to kill the girl in front of him, he would have to bear the blow. It was definitely not cost-effective.
His body retreated again and again and avoided the divine rainbow. Only then did he find that the divine rainbow was a divine sword with golden brilliance.
"Dust! Do you want to cause the sect war?" an old man with red hair took the golden sword hovering in the sky and killed the old monk in red.
"You... Jia Yuan! What do you mean?" the old monk in red looked a little unnatural. The old man in front of him was the supreme elder of xudaozong, and his accomplishments were not under him. Did this girl have anything to do with the old man?
"Do you know who this girl is?" Jia Yuandao, with red hair, shouted angrily. "This is my younger martial brother's only disciple and my nephew! If you hurt her just now, my younger martial brother will directly kill your hometown and talk to monk Zhengyi face to face!"
"She... Is he the only disciple? Or the only one!" the old monk in red trembled, and he remembered the man's terrible.
The master told their brothers who was the strongest in the beginning. He once mentioned that the contemporary leader of Xudao sect had long surpassed the realm of the divine emperor. Even the master frankly said that if they competed, the other party should not be their opponent, but if they fought with death, he would not be his opponent.
This person has a powerful space magic, haunting and haunting, which is the most headache!
I almost killed my own disciple. When I think about it, I feel a burst of hair behind me!
"Brother Jia, I'm sorry, I really don't know her identity!" the old monk sincerely apologized. He didn't dare to kill the disciple.
And Zhiguang, who was still roaring over there, also stopped at this time, and the identity of the other party exceeded his expectation.
He is neither really stupid nor muddy. He knows how to judge the situation.
He knew he couldn't kill the man any more. He had to find another way. First, he asked the master to help him keep the injury in his body.
"Hum! Forget it, since you don't know, I can't blame you! Let's go!" Jia Yuan waved his hand and felt a little depressed.
"Master Jia is so powerful!" Lin Jiner gave a thumbs up to the red haired old man Jia Yuandao, and his face showed an adoring smile.
"Hey, hey! It's OK!" Jia Yuan said with some bad intentions. "Hey, how could you get into trouble with them? If I didn't arrive today, you would lose your life, you know?"
"Hum! I just picked up a leak and bought a piece of congenital gold essence. They will be red eyed and want to rob! Thanks to brother Zhao for protecting me, otherwise the thing will really be robbed!" the little girl took the glittering congenital gold essence in her hand and shook it around with a happy smile on her face.
"Elder brother Zhao? Is it the Zhao Yuande, the son of Zhao who saved you in the scorpion world last time?" Jia Yuan looked up and down at Zhao Yuande, and his face couldn't help showing a satisfied smile. His heart was so good, martial nephew. He was steady and mature at the sight of this young man!
Old monk liaochen in red was going to leave with his disciples at this time, but when he heard the words Zhao Yuande, his eyes suddenly lit up!
A cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He came to several people in one step and said to Zhao Yuande: "little fellow, your name is Zhao Yuande? It was you who killed my martial uncle Zhengyuan in the Eastern Emperor world!"
"Oh! Recognize it!" Zhao Yuande looked at Chen, not surprised. "You really know later, and now you recognize me!"
"Liaochen! This is my nephew's life-saving benefactor. Don't make a mistake!" Jia Yuan said, looking a little unhappy.
"Well! Brother Jia, this is no longer my trivial matter! He is the one my senior master is looking for!" liaochen looked at Jia Yuan with a gloomy face and said, "if you know the weight, you should leave quickly with nephew, or my two senior brothers will come later. They are not as easy to talk as me!"
When Jia Yuandao heard about the two senior brothers, his face suddenly changed. The two men are definitely stronger than themselves, and they usually appear at the same time. This is simply no solution. As long as they are not the most powerful people who surpass the shenhuang realm, they can't stop them.
The most important thing is that what the other party asks for is not her nephew, but her friend. Even younger martial brother will not make trouble, nor will he fight against the old man for an outsider.
Zhao Yuande did not speak at this time, but looked at the supreme elder of Xu daozong faintly.
He intends to give the other party a chance, a chance to get his own friendship, depending on whether the other party can grasp it.