"But..." how can Ke Liang go.

Zhao Yuande saved them and they ran away. How can they live in their hearts!

"This dead fat man is a strong man in the later stage of god respect. You have no role here!" Zhao Yuande preached.

"Shenzun..." Ke Liang's heart suddenly cooled. "OK, let's go first! But if you are killed, we will avenge you!"

"Let's go!" Zhao Yuande nodded.

"Let them leave, you have no grudge against them." Zhao Yuande looked at the fat Taoist.

"No problem!" the fat Taoist nodded. "You go! They are all miserable people, and I won't embarrass you!"

"Go!" Ke Liang took the three without hesitation.

The fat Taoist did not stop him. Maybe the four people were of little value to him.

"Come on! How did you find me?" Zhao Yuande looked at the fat Taoist, with some doubt in his eyes.

"As I said before, I'm the inheritor of Hongmeng hall. Everything here can't escape my eyes!" the fat Taoist said triumphantly, "in fact, I found you as soon as you entered here, but I'm curious about what you want to do, so I've been following you here. But to tell the truth, I still admire you. You're very resourceful."

"What do people like you know? Is that called means?" Zhao Yuande couldn't help grinning and disdaining. "I call it sincerity for sincerity. You... I'm afraid you won't understand it all your life!"

"From sincerity to sincerity! It's ridiculous... I doubt how you cultivate to this extent, and your way of doing things has not been sold?" the fat Taoist was ridiculed, but he was not angry. On the contrary, he ridiculed.

"Hey! People like you don't understand!" Zhao Yuande sneered. "I've been practicing for 53 years in my life, from weak to strong. I've met all kinds of people, paid countless sincerity and gained many sincerity. I don't know how much sincerity I can achieve now because of my way of doing things!"

"Fifty three years? You're not bragging! You can cultivate to this extent in fifty-three years?" the fat Taoist grinned and didn't believe it at all.

"I'll tell you another secret. In fact, I began to practice from a mortal!" Zhao Yuande sneered. "Now you can't imagine it!"

"You..." the fat Taoist stared at him strangely.

The thunder sword appeared in Zhao Yuande's hand, but he didn't attack the fat Taoist suddenly. He was slowly brewing his own strength.

"No matter how amazing your talent is, even if you are the first genius in the world of creation, you can only be suppressed by me now. You can't escape my palm!" after the fat Taoist was shocked, his face still showed a smile, "the more talented you are, the more powerful you are, the more satisfied I feel!"

"I heard you were Fang's family!" Zhao Yuande was holding a long thunder sword, his face was very solemn, and a terrible momentum broke out from him.

The thunder sword was shining brightly. At this time, it seemed that an ancient dragon was waking up, and a terrible volcano was about to erupt.

"You... This is... Impossible... How can you use this sword!" the fat Taoist felt this momentum and the power carried in the sword. His face changed greatly and his body retreated.

"Have you forgotten how you escaped from that space before? It's because I stopped nine dragons, and why should I stop them... Because you're Fang's family!" Zhao Yuande said solemnly, "elder Fang has been kind to me. How can I watch Fang's family in distress? That's sincerity for sincerity!"

"You... You shouldn't... Are you Zhao Yuande..." the fat Taoist shook his body and showed an incredible color in his eyes.

He retreated again and again with a look of fear in his eyes.

Zhao Yuande is powerful and incredible in Zhongzhou. Let alone that he is only in the later stage of God worship. Even if he is promoted to the Lord realm, he may not be his opponent.

Is the other party pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger again?

"Yes! I am Zhao Yuande! Zhao Yuande, the descendant of the divine sword! Do you understand now!" Zhao Yuande said.

"I... you... Said earlier!" the fat Taoist was stiff.

"But you can rest assured that I am now self proclaimed as a cultivation achievement. Now I am not your opponent. If you want to kill me, come!" Zhao Yuande said.

"You... You are the descendant of the magic sword of the Fang family... How could I kill you..." the fat Taoist smiled bitterly, "and you have a sister who is kind to me, how can I..."

The fat Taoist turned and left, but when he turned, his face showed a trace of insight.

Sincerity... What is sincerity... Is this sincerity?

Zhao Yuande looked at the fat Taoist leaving and couldn't help nodding slightly.

It seems that this guy is not completely greedy for profit. He should have experienced some unforgettable past.

But this is not what Zhao Yuande should worry about now. His body flashed out of the tree hole and went all the way after the breath of Ke Liang.

The speed of the four people was very fast. He didn't see them outside the black forest. He couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Boom!"

There was a roar not far away, as if someone was fighting.

"It's Ke Liang!"

Zhao Yuande heard the crazy roar of the monkey.

At this time, Ke Liang and his disciples were surrounded by a large group of practitioners. Although they tried their best to break through, they were of no help at all.

"Song Lin, Song Shu! You two bastards, we treat you as brothers, but you come after us for a little profit!" Ke Fei's eyes were angry, and one of his arms was cut off by them.

"Hey, hey! We just used your background to practice for a while!" Song Lin sneered and said, "who knew you would be so stupid!"

"Brother... You deserve it too..." Song Shu disdained a sneer at the corners of his mouth. "What kind of identity we are and what kind of identity you are, just a group of scattered repair garbage!"

"I'll fight with you!" Ke Yu flushed with a small face and rushed to the two people madly. The blood light in her eyes rushed out for several feet, and her voice seemed to come from Jiuyou hell.

At this time, Ke Yu no longer has the appearance of a naive and lovely girl. Her hair and beard are all open on her head, and the blood light in her eyes seems to be burning. In particular, her eyes are not like human beings, as if they were a terrible hell demon!

"Don't......" Ke Liang exclaimed, "we haven't reached the last moment yet. Don't......"

"Big brother... Go... I can't control myself!" Ke Yu growled in her throat, as if the injured beast was roaring, and as if trying to suppress the terrible killing intention in her body.

"Go back!" Song Shu and Song Lin were shocked when they saw this scene. The two brothers had a good heart and quickly retreated back.