Chapter 2335

Zhu Lin got up from the ground. At this time, his face had been flattened, his mouth and nose had been photographed into a blur of flesh and blood, leaving only a pair of eyes burning with endless anger.

"Little Lord! Little Lord!" several guards rushed up to hold him, and their eyes showed a bit of fear.

In front of them, the young Lord was beaten like this. If you go back, you will not be killed alive!

"Go up! Go up! Take that little bastard down, I'll cut him to pieces, I'll devour him alive!" Zhu Lin screamed wildly, his voice hoarse as a fierce ghost.

These guards are not people without eyesight. Naturally, they know that Zhao Yuande's identity is absolutely unusual. They are the mortals who are the most unlucky to fight with immortals. Helpless, they can only turn their eyes to Mr. Rong for help.

Among these people, the highest cultivation is an old man in the early days of supremacy, and the other lowest cultivation is the eternal peak. They know that only Mr. Rong can save them.

"There's no way. Take this man down and take him back to the house!" Mr. Rong glanced at Zhao Yuande and showed a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

He knows that Zhao Yuande's identity must be unusual, but there is no way now. Let Zhu family master solve this problem!

"Yes!"

When many guards heard Mr. Rong's words, they jumped at Zhao Yuande one by one like tigers and wolves, and took out their immortal treasures in their hands.

"Do you dare... Do you know who he is?" Wu Yue saw that the other party really dared to fight Zhao Yuande. She simply didn't care. She planned to fight with these people.

"No matter who he is, he beat the young master of our Zhu family. Today, he will be captured back to the Zhu family and handled by the master himself!" Mr. Rong looked at Wu Yue faintly and thought silently in his heart. I hope the master can resist the forces behind each other!

"Wu Yue, please step back!" Zhao Yuande pulled Wu Yue away. "Today, I'll solve it myself!"

"But..." Wu Yue wanted to say something, but Zhao Yuande was gone.

"Oh! Oh!"

A scream came, but in less than a blink of an eye, all the guards lay on the ground.

Even the boundless old man was covered with blood at this time. His skull was directly smashed by hard objects, revealing a steaming white brain.

"Your name is Mr. Rong, isn't it?" Zhao Yuande stood in front of Mr. Rong with a sneer, holding a brick sized Jiantian monument.

"You... You... What do you want to do?" Mr. Rong felt a terrible killing intention sweeping over. He couldn't help shaking and his face was pale.

"What do you think I want to do?" Zhao Yuande sneered, and his figure had become empty in front of Mr. Rong.

Although Mr. Rong's cultivation is also superb, his combat effectiveness is really not very good, and his reaction speed is even slower.

Mr. Rong felt a strong wind blowing in front of him and photographed a brick directly in his face.

"Click!"

Mr. Rong felt the darkness in front of him. First he heard a sound of broken bones, and then he felt the great pain.

Then he fell straight to the ground.

"Stop! Who dares to do it here!" when Mr. Rong fell to the ground, he heard a loud drink. He couldn't help but resist the severe pain and dizziness and didn't faint directly.

Because he knew that his chance of revenge came.

Zhao Yuande wiped the blood on the Jiantian monument on Mr. Rong, but he didn't put it away, but he still carried it in his hand.

"The people from the law enforcement hall are coming!" Wu Yue's face tightened, but she thought of Zhao Yuande's identity in an instant, and her face returned to normal.

"Elder martial sister! Nothing will happen!" when LV Zixin saw the people lying on the ground, everyone had flowers on their faces, and he couldn't help feeling cold in his heart.

"No harm!" Wu Yue waved her hand.

Seven or eight figures fell from the sky, headed by a middle-aged man with a beard. He was a foot tall, with a big arm and a round waist. He looked like a giant bear.

The other figures, wearing red armor, looked very angry and often stained with blood.

"What the hell happened!" the bearded man had fallen down and saw the tragedy of Zhu Lin's people. He couldn't help but take a cold breath.

He then looked at Zhao Yuande and saw that the young man's face was as usual, and his cultivation was only the supreme peak. If the other party didn't hold something that looked like a brick, he would never have guessed that the other party was the murderer.

"Deacon Qi, it's him! It's him who attacked us in the street!" Mr. Rong staggered up from the ground, his voice full of resentment.

"Yes! It's this little bastard... The boy beat us. Deacon, you must decide for us!" Zhu Lin, who was lying on the ground humming, was afraid at this time and pointed to Zhao Yuande to complain.

But he dared not say the word "little bastard" any more. He had to change it to "boy".

"You are..." the bearded man looked up and down carefully for a long time, then incredibly pointed to Mr. Rong and almost couldn't help laughing and spraying, "poof... You are Mr. Rong! How did you become like this?"

"This son committed an attack on the street and beat our young master. After beating the young master, he also took me..." Mr. Rong was crying, drooling and sniveling, and fell to the ground. The bearded man couldn't help but step back for fear of being splashed on his body.

"What do you say?" his beard looked tall and big, like a black bear, but he was as careful as hair. He turned his head to Zhao Yuande and said.

"You've seen it!" Zhao Yuande shook his head helplessly. "Anyway, it's this shit. The little master's mouth is very cheap. I taught him a lesson. I didn't expect them to rush into mass action. I had to put them down one by one!"

"You fart, you hook up with my woman, I......" Zhu Lin could not help but feel more confident when he saw the beard coming.

"Zhu Lin, who is your woman? If you say that again, I won't blame me for beating you!" Wu Yue shouted angrily.

"It's no use denying it. You're my woman and you'll marry me soon!" Zhu Lin's face was as ferocious as a fierce ghost.

"Eh! Wu Yue girl, why are you here?" the beard saw Wu Yue standing behind Zhao Yuande and couldn't help but wonder.

"Deacon Qi, it's because of me. This should be a dispute between our two families. Don't worry about it!" Wu Yue said.

"This is a fight in the street. There are rules in Zhanxian city. I can't ignore it, otherwise someone will gossip!" deacon Qi grabbed his beard and wondered.

"Elder brother Qi, this identity is unusual. You have no right to fight him. I advise you to leave quickly!" Wu Yue said.