They all know who the owner of the teahouse is.

That junior was so brave. He only wanted to hunt down the philanthropic master, but he actually offended the senior.

boom!

While I was watching, the teahouse suddenly collapsed.

The shadows of two people rose into the sky, one was Zhao Yun and the other was an old man with white hair. They seemed to have started fighting. As for the old monk, he was in a state of embarrassment. He was walking too slowly and was hit by bricks and tiles.

"master."

Many people came forward and rescued him.

Why!

The old monk was good at acting, with a compassionate face.

When he looked up at Zhao Yun, there was another ferocious light in his eyes. He let the white-haired old man fight first to wear down the opponent's fighting power. If there was a suitable opportunity, he wouldn't mind taking a stab at him.

No matter what, that kid must be killed today.

boom!

Another roar resounded across the sky.

It was Zhao Yun and the white-haired old man who gave each other a hard blow and were knocked back.

Zhao Yun is okay.

On the other hand, the white-haired old man was full of surprise.

If you don’t fight, you won’t know. After a fight, he was shocked. This Ksitigarbha realm was stronger than he imagined. The power of the punch just now was not weaker than the peak strike of Zhuntian. And the blood of this kid was also ridiculously strong.

He has a wide range of experience, but he doesn't even see his background. He only knows that he is very domineering.

"With such fighting power, you are definitely not a nobody." The white-haired old man said calmly.

The people below, including the old monk, all pricked up their ears and wanted to know who the Ksitigarbha is, who is so capable of fighting, and which family of monsters he is.

"Do you still want to take care of this matter?"

Zhao Yun didn't answer, but asked another question.

If the white-haired old man insists on getting involved to the end, he doesn't mind killing anyone.

"Admit your mistake to me and let this matter go."

The white-haired old man stood gracefully and spoke with the dignity of an elder.

Saying this, it can be regarded as giving Zhao Yun a step down. After all, this kid is not simple. Maybe there is a big force behind him. If he goes too far, he may be retaliated against.

Zhao Yun remained silent and only responded with the most powerful attack.

Admit your mistake?

Admit your sister's fault.

If you want to interfere, then fight.

"Shameless."

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, unable to suppress his anger.

The second time, this was the second time that the opponent did not show any face to him and completely angered him. Seeing Zhao Yun coming to kill him, he no longer held back. He struck out from afar, with a majestic and majestic power.

Zhao Yun groaned and was knocked back by the blow.

Destroy!

The white-haired old man scolded and summoned a bolt of lightning, which struck down from the sky.

Zhao Yun was bleeding, and his shoulder bones were smashed to pieces. This old guy really has two brushes. He has strong combat power and is quite accomplished in controlling the power of blood. The lightning just now was transformed by the power of blood.

, but it appears in the form of thunder.

Whoosh!

Before he could settle down, the white-haired old man said again.

He didn't hold back at all, and stabbed directly at the gate of life with one finger of his magical power.

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand, grabbed one of his fingers impartially, heard a click, and broke it off on the spot. At the same moment, he cast golden light in his eyes and used the power of his blood to form two golden rays, which split the face of the white-haired old man.

The flesh and blood were blurred, especially the left eye, which was almost destroyed.

The white-haired old man screamed and ran away.

Zhao Yun was faster, following him like a shadow, bullying himself to get closer, and directly started fighting with the holy method.

Wow...!

There was a scream from below.

They don't blame them for being like this, it's just because a certain person doesn't seem to have much respect for martial arts when fighting. He just fights and even takes off people's clothes. They don't know whether the white-haired old man hurts or not. They only know that the white-haired old man should be hurt at this moment.

It was very cool. All the clothes were taken away one by one. It took only three or five seconds, but all that was left was a pair of trousers.

In fact.

Zhao Yun still saved face for the other party.

If you act cruelly, your pants will be ripped off too.

Why fight! It also depends on who you fight. Fight with the old monk. That guy has a protective golden light and can block the magic of stealing immortality. But this guy is different. Although his combat power is very strong, he can't block the magic of stealing immortality.

So, why are you so polite?

To be honest, beating this guy is much easier than beating the old monk.

ah...!

The white-haired old man howled angrily, no longer as calm as before.

It's embarrassing. He was embarrassed and thrown into his grandma's house today. He practiced martial arts on his own, fought with others, and still had his clothes taken off for the first time. Who knows what kind of secret method it was, and it was impossible to prevent it from the beginning to the end.

boom!

He also sacrificed the power of his bloodline to forcefully repel Zhao Yun.
Chapter completed!