"This... What's going on?"
Zhao Huang's face changed greatly, and he immediately remembered the order he had given before.
"Repeat what Zhao Huang said to you. I'll keep you alive."
Fang Dongchen's voice has no temperature.
Zhao Huang's face is slowly gloomy. Fang Dongchen doesn't give him face.
There are some things that are really profound wisdom. Fang Dongchen doesn't seem to understand this. There is a reason why the Zhao family in Kyoto has been able to survive in Kyoto for hundreds of years.
At the foot of the emperor, an ancient martial family is so prosperous. If there is no reason behind it, who believes?
But Fang Dongchen didn't seem to care.
"My family... The young master said... That man is from the military region. If necessary, he can be killed with a sniper gun!"
On the ground, the man's face was very white, his eyes were blank, and he was standing there.
In fact, he has been deeply hypnotized at the moment. Fang Dongchen's realm is too high for him. He has already awed his mind and unconsciously said these words.
This is the pressure of the superior, and there is no way to avoid it.
When Zhao Huang heard this, his face was thick and cloudy, and he slowly clenched his hand.
"Fang Dongchen, our Zhao family and your well do not cross the river. Don't go too far today!"
Zhao Huang's eyes were cold, and his whole breath was extremely fluctuating.
"Also, I'm afraid you're going to be tied up as a military region commander today. I'll tell you to be direct. You can't keep that Chen!"
Zhao Huang roared, for fear that others would not hear him.
All of a sudden, outside the whole valley, all the families were in a mess, and many people shook their heads secretly. The young master of the Zhao family was not so high and low.
If the ancestors of the Zhao family were here, Fang Dongchen might sell face.
Both of them, who were strong at the same level, entered the realm of demigod.
Can, Zhao Huang calculate what thing, also dare to threaten Fang Dongchen?
Fang Dongchen's face did not have any expression, but at the foot of the original hardened land, but pieces of broken.
The old servant behind Zhao Huang's face changed greatly. He fell on his knees and said in a loud voice, "general Fang, don't be angry. My young master didn't mean it!"
However, Fang Dongchen did not pay attention to the old man.
"Since you think the identity of major general Shenlong will hinder me, I don't want it."
Say, the solemn military uniform on Fang Dongchen's body is to burst into innumerable clothes scraps.
The entrance to the valley.
Not only the members of the Shenlong special team, but also the other eight instructors took a breath.
"What? Is general Fang wrong? "
"What's the matter with that man surnamed Zhao? He's so hateful. Is he great because he's a demigod family?"
There was a chill on the faces of the eight instructors.
This family is really disappointing. At least in the circle of the guwu family, they always show their strength.
Many ordinary guwu families dare to be angry but not to speak up.
"Zhao Huang, for the ancestors of your family, it's similar. As for you? What a thing
Fang Dongchen stepped on the ground with his right foot.
Suddenly, Zhao Huang's whole body was struck by lightning, like a sandbag, and hit out heavily, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
In a flash, he felt a sense of frustration as if he had been struck by lightning.
Fang Dongchen is not much older than him, but now he is a demigod.
However, he is still decades away from the demigod.
Perhaps, this life is not God!
"Little master!"
The old servant in grey roared, and his eyes were about to crack. He rushed directly to catch Zhao Huang's body in mid air.
"Fang Dongchen, you!"
Zhao Huang roared, his face was blue and hot.
With so many people looking at him, Fang Dongchen stamped his feet and flew out directly. This is not beating Zhao Huang's face, but slapping Zhao's family!
"I don't know what I am. You want to kill people in our military region and threaten me. It's entirely for your ancestors' sake not to kill you today. If you don't appreciate it, I'll kill you!"
Fang Dongchen's calm temperament has completely changed. At the moment, he is like a furious lion, and his body sends out a terrible murderous air.
Now it's Zhao Huang's turn to be silly.
No matter how to say, he is also the head of the Zhao family, and his status is extremely noble.
Everywhere I go, I am used to being respected by others. No one has ever dared to speak with him in such a tone.
"What do you want?"
Zhao Huang's face was livid, and he asked coldly with pride in his tone.
Although Fang Dongchen is a demigod, he has not been in this realm for a long time, and the ancestors of his family have already entered this realm.
Fang Dongchen did not dare to go too far.
"Go to the valley and kneel until I'm satisfied!"
Fang Dongchen's voice was extremely cold and fearless.
The so-called Zhao family has gradually declined. The ancestor of the family may go back to the west at any time.
Now, the whole Chinese people don't know how many pairs of dark eyes are staring at the Zhao family. They dare to be so arrogant. They really don't want to live.
"You... What are you talking about?"
Zhao Huang's face changed greatly, and his face muscles twisted, almost mad.
This Fang Dongchen, unexpectedly let him kneel in the valley there?
When Zhao Huang's hand looked back, he felt his own black sword.
This black sword was made by a famous craftsman. He got it from the martial arts seminar. It was made of meteorite.
"Bang!"
Zhao Huang draws his sword with one hand. The sword has come out of its sheath!
Even though Fang Dongchen was a demigod, Zhao Huang never wanted to be insulted by him.
However, in his hand, Zhao Huang had only one hilt.
At the moment when Zhao Huang put the sword, the sword broke and slipped into the scabbard behind him!
"This..."
Zhao Huang held the hilt in his hand, and his face turned pale.
The sword is made of meteorite iron. It is even more indestructible. It has been forged by a famous craftsman for 100000 times and can be called a treasure.
However, just now, the sword broke?
The fracture surface is as smooth as a mirror.
"Ha ha, Zhao Huang, you are so brave that you dare to draw a sword in front of me?"
Fang Dongchen with a smile on his face, nodded: "since you don't want to kneel, then die."
Said, the right hand slowly raised, on which, a group of compressed to the extreme spiral strength, like a white top, is slowly gathering.
"No, no! Please forgive me, my little Lord is not sensible! "
The old servant behind Zhao Huang was shocked.
Even he felt the smell of death in that spiral, not to mention Zhao Huang, a low-level master?
Fang Dongchen is a demigod with his own dignity, but Zhao Huang insults him repeatedly.
The old servant knew very well that it was not easy for the Zhao family to remain at the top of the guwu family.
How dare you offend a powerful demigod?
What's more, this demigod is so young that he is known as the first talent of Chinese martial arts. He may step into the divine realm in the future.