"But a guest?"

A middle-aged nurse came forward. He was a martial artist from the four realms. He cupped his fists and smiled at the guest in green clothes and said: "I am having a banquet with an extremely important guest at the Zhao family's residence. If you are a guest, please state your name. If not, please state your name."

…”

The man in green shirt shook his head: "No."

"In that case, please come back."

The middle-aged nurse raised his lips and said: "If you want to bring bad luck to my Zhao family's residence, today is a very bad time. The distinguished guest we are entertaining today is the chief disciple of the Qinglan Sect. If you offend him, you will offend the entire Qinglan Sect~

~~"

"Oh, Chief..."

The guest in green shirt smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'll just pick up something and leave."

"Don't you understand human speech?"

The middle-aged nurse suddenly said sternly: "Do you have to force me to do something?"

The guest in green shirt couldn't help but laugh: "Look, I'm more used to you talking like this."

"court death?"

The middle-aged nurse yelled loudly and struck out with both fists, like a mad dragon sailing out of the sea.

On the side, several nurses were waiting for applause. The middle-aged nurse's boxing skills were second to none among the group of nurses, and no one was dissatisfied. The pretty boy in a green shirt must have been tired of living. However, in that instant, there was no such thing.

The guest in green shirt took action, and saw the middle-aged nurse groaning miserably, vomiting blood flying out of his mouth, and hitting the wall heavily on the side.

"you……"

A group of nursing staff were shocked: "Who are you?"

"Step aside."

The man in green shirt slowly stepped forward: "It's none of your business."

…

The nursing staff were dumbfounded. No one really dared to stop them. They watched the guests in green shirts cross the threshold and enter the Zhao family's mansion. In the main hall, a total of five banquet tables were set up. The children of the Zhao family outside stood up one after another.

Jin was among them, but unfortunately one of his arms was chopped off by Lin Zhao, and now he is a one-armed warrior in the first realm.

"This friend."

A middle-aged man came out, his whole body filled with the aura of an eighth-level golden elixir monk. He cupped his fists and smiled, saying: "I am the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Qian. I dare to ask, where did our Zhao family offend you?"

The man in green shirt had no expression on his face and said calmly: "I'm not looking for you. I asked Qin Ruo to come out and speak."

"What's the meaning?"

Qin Ruo, who was sitting in the main seat at the back of the main hall, suddenly stood up and frowned: "Is this person coming for me?"

"Young Master Qin!"

On the side, an old man raised his hand and said: "Don't be impatient. Our Zhao family has been based on Tianchi Ridge for decades. We can still handle this matter by ourselves. Come on, please get out and don't let me go."

He disturbed Qin Shaoxia's drinking pleasure."

The old man is none other than Zhao Qianye, the ancestor of the Zhao family and a monk in the Galaxy Realm.

"right!"

Zhao Yan smiled and said: "Ancestor is right, father should be able to handle it."

Qin Ruo frowned and sat down slowly.

…

Outside the main hall, Zhao Qian looked cold and sneered: "If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude."

"oh."

The man in green shirt continued to step forward.

"court death?"

Zhao Qian shouted low, and the aura of the golden elixir realm burst out instantly. His five fingers opened slightly, and wisps of flames swirled rapidly. He immediately blasted a palm full of burning aura towards the guest in green clothes, and a golden elixir shot.

The palm is quite powerful and ordinary people cannot resist it.

The man in green shirt just took another step forward and punched lightly.

"Peng!"

His fist instantly penetrated Zhao Qian's burning spiritual energy palm print, and immediately with a heavy sound, Zhao Qian's body vomited blood and flew out, falling into the depths of the main hall.

"Be bold!"

In the main hall, Zhao Qianye, the ancestor of the Zhao family, shouted sharply and stood up suddenly. There was a faint fiery red dharma image behind him. He came to the front of the main hall and looked at the guest in green clothes with cold eyes: "This Taoist priest.

Friend, who are you?"

"I told you."

Of course, the guest in green shirt said helplessly: "I'm looking for Qin Ruo, and of course, I'm also looking for Zhao Yan, who is as poisonous as a scorpion in your Zhao family."

"Why?"

Zhao Qianye sneered: "There must be a reason."

"nature."

The guest in green shirt said calmly: "A few months ago, Zhao Yan returned to Tianchi Town for the first time. A lightning talisman destroyed the jujube tree in the Lin family's ancestral home, and a sword talisman split the stone lion that Lin Zhengxi used to protect his wife and children. Now he has returned again.

Qinglan Sect Qin Ruo's hand cut off my junior brother Lin Zhao's Tianyuan spiritual vein with three taps on the shoulder, shouldn't this debt be settled?"

"It turns out that I stood up for that little beast Lin Zhao."

Qin Ruo laughed, his face full of arrogance, and said: "Okay, come on, the ancestor of the Zhao family's Galaxy realm is here today, and I, Qin Ruo, am also a Galaxy realm sword cultivator. Who do you think you are? How dare you

Are you trying to stand out here because the old man drinks arsenic and is tired of living?"

The man in green shirt raised his right fist, and suddenly wisps of armor aura flowed out.

"military commander?"

Zhao Qianye said coldly: "Don't you military strategists never interfere with the affairs of the Snowy Tianchi? Now you dare to deliberately hurt people in the Snowy Tianchi. This matter has spread to the ancestral court of the military strategist and we will see how they deal with you.

.”

"The ancestral court of the military family has decided to intervene in the snow-covered Tianchi." Qingshan Ke said.

"When?" Zhao Qianye pressed.

"just now."

The man in green shirt smiled slightly, closed and released his fist lightly, and said: "Zhao Yan, take one punch from me, Qin Ruo, take one punch from me, two punches will do the trick. As for you, Zhao Qianye, if you want to stop me,

Don’t ask for a bunch of old bones from the Galaxy Realm. Anyway, I won’t have a chance to see the scenery of the Upper Five Realms in this life, and there’s no point in living.”

"you wanna die!?"

Zhao Qianye roared, opened his palms suddenly, and held out an inkstone. The fire in the inkstone was blazing. It must be the natal object he had refined. It was wrapped in the raging fire and rushed away. In an instant, the entire Zhao family in the main hall

They all just felt hot and unbearable.

The man in green shirt smiled slightly and punched out. Suddenly, a wisp of storm spread out with him as the center.

"Peng!"

The inkstone that Zhao Qianye offered was directly shattered by a punch, and then the punch penetrated the flames and landed on Zhao Qianye's chest. Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of ribs breaking. The ancestor of the Zhao family spat out blood and turned back.

He flew out and fell from the Galaxy Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm before he landed. When he fell to the ground, only a crumbling Golden Core Realm was left.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor, how are you?"

"OMG……"

…

A group of Zhao family children have numb scalps and split livers and gallbladders. Zhao Qianye, the ancestor, is a star in the galaxy and has lived for more than a thousand years. He is simply the totem of the Zhao family. Who can not help the Zhao family when they travel the world?

Give me some face, all this face comes from this ancestor, but who would have thought that this ancestor was defeated by a punch in public and fell directly to the realm. The lifespan of the Golden Core realm is only 800 years, so this

I'm afraid this ancestor will only be here for a day or two.

"So cruel!"

Qin Ruo gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you? A military warrior? Eleventh realm of Tianyuan, or twelve realms of rebirth?"

The man in green shirt said calmly: "It's none of your business?"

Zhao Yan was so angry that she trembled all over, stepped forward step by step, and said angrily: "Who are you? Just for Lin Zhao, for this bug that cannot be crushed in the mud? Where did our Zhao family offend you?"

"The life of your Zhao family monks is life, but the life of Lin Zhao is not life? What is the truth?"

The man in green shirt's eyes turned cold: "What a femme fatale, take a punch from me!"

The fisting intention surged instantly, and Qingshan Ke punched again straight away.
To be continued...