Chapter 859

"And don't think I don't know your little abacus. My father meant to give 50% of the profits to Donghai Jun's family. As a result, you only gave 30% of the profits. If they don't turn their backs, who will

Jin Zhitian was shocked, and then fell down on his knees and cried out: "little Lord, I was wrong. I dare not do it again. Let me go this time."

"Lord Jintang, although you are not the core of the farmer's family, you have worked for the farm for the most part of your life, and have made great achievements. Therefore, I will not kill you, but the punishment can not be less."

With that, Huang Shaoyan flicks his fingers, a golden flame, and his sword is chopped in the air. With a puff, one arm of Jin Zhitian is chopped to the ground.

Even if Jin Zhitian was not given the chance to continue the broken arm, the golden flame instantly burned that arm into fly ash.

"Shaoyang Xiangyan?"

Seeing this terrible flame, all the people in the audience were afraid.

The rest of Shennong hall didn't know about it, but the four hall leaders knew that it was a kind of ancient sacred fire, which could not be extinguished for thousands of years. It was worshipped in Shennong temple, which was called "firewood" from generation to generation.

This ancient divine fire has infinite power and can burn out many tangible objects.

Only the leader of the farm, the future leader, can control this ancient magic fire.

"Thank you for not killing me." Jin Zhitian is scared to kneel on the ground, dare not have the slightest complaint.

If Jun Chen is here and sees this kind of flame, he will surely recognize that it is a powerful flame which is not weaker than that of Shangpin Nanming Lihuo.

Huang Shaoyan sat down and said in a deep voice: "there are state-owned national laws and clan rules. There are many dogmas in our farm. Those who violate us will be punished even if they are far away."

"Although Jin Zhitian did something wrong, Donghai Jun's family killed my farmers and robbed me of our farm animals. They were arrogant and extremely arrogant."

"When to kill!"

"Three Hall leaders, do you have any opinions?"

The remaining three Hall leaders shook their heads together: "no opinions, everything is arranged by the little Lord."

"Little Lord, don't do this."

Jin Zhitian quickly yelled, "that little white face's strength is really against the sky, at least it's the cultivation of Wuba four, but I'm sure, this is definitely not his strongest strength."

"What's more, there is a saint behind him."

"So you can't go to him so rashly."

Huang Shaoyan said coldly: "Jin Zhitian, do you think I can't beat a little white face?"

"Don't say that little white face, even the saint in the world, this little will not pay attention to it."

Jin Zhitian's eyes widened. He knew that the young master was extremely conceited. He was the first person of the young generation. No one paid attention to him.

I didn't expect that the young master didn't even think about the saint. What's the difference between this and self destruction?

The other three Hall masters flattered.

"Little master, you are the future of the farmer. If you master Shaoyang Xiangyan, how can you be afraid of that little white face?"

"Yes, the little Lord has the ancient magic fire, not to mention that little white face, is the saint of the day."

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Hearing this, Jin Zhitian was flustered and even said: "little Lord, I'm not talking nonsense. I've been working in Jinling for many years before my aura revives. I'm serious. The strength of that little white face is really terrible. I can find my existence in a thousand miles away."

"I can feel his oppression a thousand miles away."

"This kind of strength is absolutely not under the master of the temple."

"I promise with my life, please don't provoke that little white face for the time being."

Huang Shaoyan frowned: "Jin Zhitian, please don't use your ignorance to show your self-confidence. What kind of character is my father? He has practiced for 300 years and is known as a giant in the world. That little white face is qualified to compare with my father?"

"What's more, I met her when she came back from the Forbidden City some time ago. She's just the cultivation of Jin Dan San. She's not as powerful as she thought. Do you want to say that the strength of that little white face is still above the saint?"

"Come on, throw this thing that destroys one's prestige and long others' ambition into Jinling River, and wait for him to calm down."

With that, Jin Zhitian is caught by two mysterious old men around Huang Shaoyan, and then throws it out of the yard.

"Two elders, go with me to the East China Sea now and meet the little white face for a while." Huang Shaoyan said.

"Yes, little Lord." Two elders from the temple immediately nodded.

"Really not."

Jin Zhitian tried to dissuade him and said, "I swear, I really didn't talk nonsense. The strength of that little white face is definitely not under the temple master. The two may be strong men of the same level. I'm afraid you will never come back."

"Shut up." Huang Shaoyan kicks Jin Zhitian out of the yard.

Jin Zhitian quickly got up, but he suddenly saw a figure standing at the entrance of the yard, walking towards him.

"Jun Chen?"

Jin Zhitian fell to the ground and his legs softened. He didn't expect that this little white face entered his own door and broke into the harvest village alone. How confident he was."He He is Jun Chen. " Jin Zhitian instinctively said to Huang Shaoyan, "little Lord, he is the king dust. Run quickly!"

"I don't need to tell you, of course I do." Huang Shaoyan's face was gloomy, staring at Jun Chen. He was surprised, "little white face, did you send yourself to the door?"

Looking at a group of people in the yard, Jun Chen asked indifferently: "I don't like to trouble others. I heard that you came to me, and I came by myself."

As soon as this was said, the people of shennongtang immediately surrounded Jun Chen, and their swords were at full blast, and the momentum was the same as that of fire and water.

The two elders around Huang Shaoyan also have flying swords in their palms. Their magic power is amazing. They are actually the existence of two ordinary jindanwu, and their eyes are extremely cold.

Seeing this guy, Jin Zhitian ran behind Huang Shaoyan, and the whole person was almost scared out of his wits.

Huang Shaoyan stares at Jun Chen: "little white face, I think you come here because you should know that our shennongtang is so powerful that you have come to admit your mistake."

"We shennongtang is not unreasonable. I can let you go, but the premise is!"

"Jinlingdou eight two points, we shennongtang eight, you two, later you Donghai jun family generations, for our shennongtang planting jinlingdou."

Hearing this, Jin Zhitian's heart was in his throat. However, he had said everything. The little Lord had no eyes and dared to provoke the little white face. If he died, he would have a bad breath.

Jun Chen shook his head and said, "you are wrong. It's just a shennongtang. You don't deserve to talk to me about the conditions."

"I'm here today with only one word to say."

Huang Shaoyan asked, "say it."

Jun Chen calmly said: "shennongtang is either alive or dead."

"Shennongtang and Shennong Temple return to Fenghuang Mountain and live."

"If shennongtang and the temple refuse to accept it, they will die."

As soon as the words were said, the whole audience was dead. Everyone in shennongtang, including Huang Shaoyan, widened their eyes and looked at Jun Chen strangely.

They didn't hear me wrong. Did this little white face come to subdue shennongtang and Shennong temple?

Jun Chen said again, "besides, you are a little boy who is not qualified to talk to me. I will only wait for him for one day if you call your father who is the temple master."

"If I don't see him in one day, I will step down the Shennong Temple myself."

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