Chapter 730
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Heaven Breaker's eyes shone with excitement. Only a Zhao Yuande like this was qualified to be Heaven Breaker's master.
Zhu Luan was so happy that her eyes shone with stars.
Ever since she received the Fire God's inheritance, she had improved rapidly. She felt like she was about to break through to the Sky Emperor Realm.
She was afraid that if she continued like this, she would surpass Zhao Yuande sooner or later. She was worried that if she was stronger than Zhao Yuande, would he feel bad? Now, it seemed that she didn't have to worry about that. Zhao Yuande's current strength was at least comparable to an early-stage Divine Emperor.
In fact, Heifeng and Yijie were the most shocked. The three of them basically grew up together, but they didn't expect Zhao Yuande's combat power to be so strong that they couldn't catch up to him in such a short time.
"Baldy, give me a slap!" Heifeng grabbed Yijie.
"Hm?"
"Let me see if I'm dreaming!" Heifeng said impatiently.
"You asked me to!" Yijie said.
"Shut up!"
Slap!
Yijie slapped Black Fan twice, causing it to spin twice.
"Ow! It hurts! It really fucking hurts! It's real, it's not a dream! " Heifeng held his cheek and felt his loosened teeth. He roared at Yijie, "Yijie, how can you be so ruthless? I'm going to fight it out with you!"
"Don't come over! You're the one who asked me to hit him! "Yijie retreated to Zhao Yuande's side." Brother Zhao, please say something fair! "
Zhao Yuande didn't have the time to help them. A few more groups of people came down the stairs. The last three people had powerful auras. They were all Divine Emperors.
When the white-haired old monk saw the last three people, his face turned pale. He lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong and obediently went to the three people's side.
"That's enough, Zhenghai! His skills were inferior, and he deserved it! " A middle-aged monk on the left waved at the white-haired old monk, indicating for him to step back.
"Martial Uncle!" Zhenghai's face turned red. He stood there and refused to leave. He begged in a low voice, "Is our Minghui Zen Temple going to be bullied like this?"
"Shut up! If you hadn't indiscriminately attacked people, would this have happened? You good-for-nothing! " An old monk on the left wielding a golden staff heavily slammed the staff on the ground and coldly berated.
The old monk with the golden staff had a bronze face. He had a strong and majestic physique, and his temper was a little irritable. His eyes swept across Zhenghai, making him feel waves of bone-piercing coldness.
"Master! I … "Zhenghai was most afraid of this master of his. He shuddered and almost fell to the ground.
"Forget it! Zhenghai was also trying to protect the disciples of Minghui Zen Temple. His feelings are pitiful! " The middle-aged man was a half-monk, half-secular old man. Half of his head was bald, while the other half had sparse short hair. His face was also black and white, Yin and Yang. It was indeed a little strange.
"Yes! Senior Brother! " The two monks on the left and right were very respectful to this half-monk, half-secular old man. They put their palms together and bowed slightly.
Zhao Yuande couldn't help but reveal a disdainful sneer on his face when he saw these monks talking non-stop.
The three of them quickly turned Zhenghai's recklessness into protecting the disciples of the Zen Temple. They became much more dignified.
"Let's go! Let's go back and continue chatting! "Zhao Yuande couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with these people. He waved his hand and walked back to the table.
"Young friend, you beat up the disciples of Minghui Zen Temple. Are you going to leave just like that?" The middle-aged monk on the left seemed very polite and spoke very gently. However, his words were full of threats. "What do you want?" Zhao Yuande turned around and looked at the three monks from the corner of his eyes.
"How dare you! Do you know who these three are? They are the three God Emperors of the Minghui Zen Temple in Amitabha Region! Are you trying to start a war between the two regions? "A middle-aged monk walked out of the crowd and pointed at Zhao Yuande as he questioned him impolitely.
"Who is this person?" Zhao Yuande turned to look at Yi Jie and asked.
"He … he is one of the law enforcement elders of the Heaven Zen Sect, Master Yuan Xin!" Yi Jie looked at Zhao Yuande apologetically. This was his Martial Uncle.
When Yuan Xin saw Yi Jie beside Zhao Yuande, he immediately pulled a long face and shouted at him sternly, "Yi Jie, don't do whatever you want just because Senior Brother dotes on you. Come over here!"
"Yuan Xin, right?" Zhao Yuande turned around and looked at Yi Jie's Martial Uncle again. He grinned and said, "If you weren't Yi Jie's Martial Uncle, you would be lying on the ground now! You are helping outsiders to bully the people of my East Imperial World, and you still have the face to yell at me. You are a disgrace to the people of my East Imperial World. "
"You … you dare to be so rude to me!" Yuan Xin's face twitched as if he was on the verge of exploding in anger. However, he knew that he was no match for this young man in front of him.
Who exactly was this young man? Why was he here?
This was the question in many people's hearts.
"Young friend, stay! Let's have a good talk. " The half-monk half-secular elder smiled at Zhao Yuande and waved at him. "My Minghui Zen Temple is not overbearing. You can rest assured about that!"
"Forget it! If you are not overbearing, why did you attack my East Imperial World? Who would believe you? "Zhao Yuande sneered.
"Young man, you have to be reasonable! We are the ones being bullied. There are also people from your East Imperial World's Thunder Prison Clan here. We specially invited them here to prevent people like you from coming out and pestering us endlessly! "The staff-wielding old monk on the right revealed a mocking expression.
"Young Lady Lei, please come out and say something fair!" The middle-aged monk on the left looked in a direction.
He saw a beautiful woman with a languid expression. She was currently chatting and laughing with a few handsome young men. When she heard the middle-aged monk's words, she couldn't help but frown and say, "Master, you don't have to call me over for such a small matter! You can settle it yourselves. I am here to bring some goodwill from the Thunder Prison Clan. "
From start to end, the beautiful woman didn't even look at Zhao Yuande.
"Which clan are you from?" Beside the beautiful woman, an extremely handsome young man with skin as white as jade looked at Zhao Yuande. His expression actually had the charm of a woman, but his eyes were haughty. "You dare to meddle in the Thunder Prison Clan's matters? Don't you know the rules of the East Imperial World?"
"Disgusting!" Heifeng finally couldn't hold it in and sneered. "Are you male or female? You are throwing flirtatious glances at me. To think that I didn't eat breakfast. "
Heifeng made a gesture as if he was about to vomit.
"Third Young Lady … he … he dares to insult me. Are you going to do something about it?!" The man with the skin as white as jade was actually scolded by Heifeng until his eyes turned red. He felt wronged and acted coquettishly towards the beautiful woman.
Everyone's face was twitching. Was this really a freaking man?
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