"Jie Jie, Patrol Officer of Myriad World City, Middle Stage God Emperor …"
"Great Master Jie Jie!" The green-robed Elder Lin could not help but frown when he saw this person. He took a step back as the other party reeked of alcohol.
"Sir Patrol Officer, this person …" Murong Qing's eyes were filled with excitement when he saw this red-robed monk. This person was reckless and extremely protective. It seemed that the other party was going to be unlucky this time. He hurriedly repeated what he said to the green-robed old man.
Zhao Yuande could not help but frown when he saw this red-robed monk. His attire was so vulgar and had thrown away the face of the Zen Sect. At that moment, Zhao Yuande had a bad impression of the other party.
"What? How dare you be so unbridled! " The red-robed monk glared at Zhao Yuande with a pair of fierce eyes. He grinned, revealing his white teeth. He said coldly, "Little brat, seems like you still don't know my title as Great Master Jie Jie! Murong Qing, go and take him down. If he dares to resist, I'll personally kill him on the spot! "
"This …" Murong Qing was clearly stunned. He was not the opponent of the other party. If the other party really wanted to resist, wouldn't he have to …
"Why aren't you going!" The red-robed monk glared. Murong Qing was so frightened that his face turned pale. He did not dare to delay any longer and wanted to take Zhao Yuande down.
"Wait!" The green-robed Elder Lin pressed down on Murong Qing before turning to the red-robed monk with a smile, "Jie Jie! Murong Qing only said one side of the story. If you take him down just like that, isn't it unreasonable? No matter what, you have to listen to the other party's explanation! "
"Elder Lin? Did you make a mistake? " The red-robed monk unhappily gulped down a mouthful of wine and glanced at Elder Lin from the corner of his eyes. "You're an elder of the Chamber of Commerce in the Myriad Worlds City. How dare you meddle in my affairs? Go, go, go, go, go play somewhere else!"
The red-robed monk was clearly not friendly to Elder Lin. His eyes revealed a strand of disdain.
"Jie Jie, I'm helping you and not harming you!" Elder Lin snorted.
"Scram, who needs your help!" The red-robed monk smirked, "Murong Qing, do you still need me to do it personally? Hurry up and go! "
"Hmph!" Elder Lin's expression did not look too good, but he resisted the urge to turn around and leave. Instead, he stood not far away and stared coldly at the red-robed monk.
"Yes!" When Murong Qing saw the expression on the red-robed monk's face, his face turned pale. He knew the temper of this Patrol Master. If he continued to drag things out, he was afraid that what awaited him would be a violent beating. Although he could not lose his life, lying in bed for more than ten days was not a problem at all!
Helpless, he could only brace himself and walk towards Zhao Yuande.
"Are you here to die?" After watching for so long, Zhao Yuande could roughly see that the relationship between these people seemed to be tangled and complicated. However, he was too lazy to think too much about it. As he watched the other party approach him step by step, he couldn't help but speak, revealing a faint smile. "You'd better think carefully. As long as you dare to attack me, I will absolutely not show mercy! It's not as simple as a few of your subordinates! "
"Hmph! Are you threatening me? " Murong Qing was already unbearably aggrieved. Now that he heard Zhao Yuande's blatant words, his face instantly became twisted.
"What's wrong with Murong Qing today? Where's his usual awe-inspiring manner? "Someone nearby sneered softly.
"He's scared! He's no match for the other party. This is called bullying the weak and fearing the strong! "
"Serves him right. He needs someone like this to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, his nostrils would be raised to the sky!"
"It's best to beat him to death. This fellow looks decent on the outside but he's rotten to the core …"
"…"
As he listened to the whispers around him, Murong Qing could no longer hold it in. He let out a loud cry and stabbed the longsword in his hand towards Zhao Yuande's glabella. At the same time, a majestic great world appeared behind him, filled with green mountains, clear waters, wild animals, fish, and insects.
"Sigh! If you don't listen to good advice, you'll be at a disadvantage! "Zhao Yuande sighed softly and punched the longsword that was coming towards him.
He naturally heard the round of discussion around him. He instantly felt disgusted by the actions of the person in front of him and unconsciously increased the strength in his hand.
When the crowd saw that Zhao Yuande only used his fist to catch the longsword, they could not help but feel slightly disappointed.
"Could it be that this person has lost his mind? Can a fist be harder than a sword? Especially since the sword in Murong Qing's hand is a top Acquired Spiritual Treasure made of Innate Material. Even an Emperor God expert would not dare to catch it with his hand! "
"Not necessarily. Look at that person's calm expression and faint confidence on his face. Maybe he can really …"
"He's too conceited. It seems that what we're looking forward to won't happen!"
"…"
However, just as these people were slightly disappointed and turned their heads away to avoid this tragedy …
Suddenly, the sound of people sucking in a breath of cold air came from all around, followed by a crisp sound.
They could not help but curiously turn their heads to take a look. Instantly, they saw a scene that stunned them.
They only saw that the white-robed youth had shattered the longsword made of Innate Material into pieces with one punch.
The fist did not seem to be obstructed at all and immediately hit Murong Qing's chest.
"Crack!"
A bone cracking sound that made one's teeth ache was heard. Murong Qing was thrown into the distance like a kite with a short string.
"How … How strong is this guy!" When the crowd regained their senses, they could not help but open their mouths wide!
"That's an Innate Material. How could he break it with one punch? What cultivation level is this guy at? Could it be that an Emperor God is pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger? "
"Am I dreaming? That scourge Murong Qing has been sent flying? That's great! "
Some people were so excited that their eyes were brimming with tears! This was enough to show that Murong Qing was usually not well-liked by people.
At this time, even Elder Lin could not help but be slightly stunned. He knew that the white-robed youth was very strong, but he did not expect him to be so ridiculously strong.
He thought that he would not be able to do all this.
"Boy, you're courting death!" The red-robed monk's eyes flashed fiercely. He slammed the wine jug on the ground and held the mace on his shoulder tightly. Then, he stomped his feet hard on the ground and his body rose from the ground like a huge leech.
The red-robed monk's body was like a ball of burning flames. The huge mace was like a huge mountain, pressing down on Zhao Yuande.
"Sigh!" Zhao Yuande did not seem to see the red-robed monk's arrival. Instead, he turned to Lin Jin 'er helplessly and sighed softly. "So this is what the Myriad World City looks like. I'm really disappointed!"
"Brother Zhao …" Lin Jin 'er was a little apologetic. She pointed at the mace that was about to land on Zhao Yuande's head. "You'd better settle the matter in front of you first!"
"Why does this kind of person appear everywhere? Could it be that my luck is too bad?" Zhao Yuande shook his head helplessly.
He casually pointed at the mace that was about to land on him and shouted, "Freeze!"
At the same time, his body quietly took a step back.
"Clang!"
After a loud sound, the crowd saw the red-robed monk lying on the ground like a dead dog. The mace in his hand fell to the ground.
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