An Huaming was not the first person to say these two words to Zhao Ritian. The first one was the guy who crushed his pride to pieces at the Alchemy World Summit...

"Zhao, Brother Zhao... I was wrong. I was blind just now and couldn't see Taishan..."

After being slapped and having his collar twisted to teach him a lesson, An Huacheng did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face. He just apologized to Zhao Ritian.

None of the guards on one side dared to step forward at this time.

Are you kidding, Zhao Ritian, how dare they stop him?!

"Boom!"

Zhao Ritian twisted Anhua City and pressed him directly against the gate. Then, he grabbed the latter's head and brought him into close contact with the hard gate.

"I'll let you say it again!"

"Brother Zhao...Brother Zhao...I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

At this time, Anhua City was on the verge of tears. In front of his home, he casually mocked a boy from a low-level kingdom. Who knew that Zhao Ritian would appear behind him?

Ask him to say it again? How could he have the courage?!

Don't tell me?!

You can’t even say that even if you’re beaten to death!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Every time Zhao Ritian shouted, he would hit An Huaming's head against the door. The latter's cultivation was at the third level of the pinnacle of great martial arts. Zhao Ritian didn't use his mental power, and if he rashly fought back, he might be able to escape.

However, Anhua City obviously does not have the courage.

The movement in front of the An family's mansion was also discovered by someone. When they saw An Huacheng, the young master of the An family, was beaten severely in front of his own house, a large number of people suddenly gathered quietly to watch from a distance.

"Hiss... Zhao Ritian!"

"Damn it, is Anhua City's brain broken? Zhao Ritian is fixing his brain?"

"I don't know, but it should be about the same. Otherwise, why would I provoke Zhao Ritian?"

"I haven't seen Zhao Ritian for several years, and now he appears again. It seems that the younger generation of the Millennium Family has to start to restrain itself in Zhongzhou City."

When they saw the person who did it clearly, the shock in everyone's eyes slowly dissipated, and the voices of discussion spread.

This is not the first time that Zhao Ritian has repaired the younger generation of other thousand-year-old families in Zhongzhou City. Before Zhao Ritian entered the Dan Pagoda, this kind of thing was not surprising in Zhongzhou City.

"Fuck your ancestors, I asked you to say it again, but you can't hear me, right?"

Zhao Ritian's yelling was not concealed at all, and the more he cursed, the harsher it became. This also made many onlookers sigh with emotion. It was still the original recipe and the same taste.

Zhao Ritian, who didn’t have to repeat his scolding for an hour, is back...

"Nephew Zhao Xian, please show mercy!"

Just when Anhua City was knocked unconscious by the smashing, a shout finally came from the An family mansion.

Hearing this shout, everyone turned their eyes away following the sound, and finally stopped at the slightly old man who came from An Mansion. Immediately, the expressions on the faces of all the onlookers were

Some changes.

The head of the An family... An Cangye!

At this time, An Cangye was also extremely depressed.

Didn't it say that the boy named Qin Yichen came to die?

How come when I came out, I saw Zhao Ritian lecturing his grandson?

Being bullied like this at the door of his own house, with so many people watching, An Cangye only had a wry smile on his face.

Just because that person is Zhao Ritian.

The forces behind him, whether it is the Zhao family or Danta, cannot afford to offend the An family.

Although they are both members of the eight thousand-year-old families, the Zhao family and the Huyan family are truly ancient families that have been passed down for thousands of years. When they dominated Zhongzhou, the An family and the other six major families were probably just some inferior forces.

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If it were normal times, An Cangye would really like to pretend that he didn't see it. After all, Zhao Ritian's dirty words don't depend on your identity.

However, they are now at the door of their own home, and they still have an important matter to solve when settling down, and that is Qin Yichen.

"You damn old man, who the hell is your nephew? Are you still shameless?"

Zhao Ritian glanced at An Cangye and threw An Huacheng to the ground. Before the latter could struggle, he directly stepped on his chest, making An Huacheng feel uncomfortable.

When he called Zhao Ritian his nephew, he was already downgraded, but Zhao Ritian actually used this joke to scold him, which made An Cangye's old face turn red.

"Where is my sister Miaohan? Hand it back quickly!"

When he saw An Cangye, Qin Yichen also knew that the latter must be the person in charge of the An family. Immediately, he strode forward and asked directly.

"Are you Qin Yichen?"

An Cangye looked at Qin Yichen, snorted coldly, and said, "If you dare to go against my An family, I thought you had three heads and six arms, but now it seems that you are just a young boy."

"puff!"

As soon as An Cangye finished his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Anhua City under Zhao Ritian's feet. For no other reason than An Cangye's words seemed familiar to him, as if he had said them to Qin Yichen.

At this time, Anhua City was close to collapse.

Brother, I didn’t lead you to play like this. I’ve been silent for so long. You must be tired from beating me, right?

Finally, I was able to lie down on the ground and pretend to faint, but what happened? For no reason, I was shot even while I was lying down.

"Whoa!"

Before Anhua City could finish his thoughts, he suddenly felt a creepy feeling coming from the bottom of his heart. When he opened his eyes and took a look, he found a spiritual sword floating in front of him. The sharp sword energy was stabbing.

His skin felt chilly.

"I'm sorry!"

Two lines of tears could no longer hold back from sliding down An Huacheng's cheeks.

Who did I provoke and who provoked me?

"Hurry up and hand over my sister Miaohan!"

Looking at An Cangye, Qin Yichen said in a cold voice without any fear.

"Boy, are you threatening me?"

An Cangye's expression also turned completely gloomy.

"Whoa!"

With a thought, Qin Yichen's spirit sword suddenly passed through An Huacheng's arm.

The sword passes and the hand is broken!

An arm, dripping with dazzling blood, fell in front of An's house gate.

The sudden pain of a broken arm caused De'an Huacheng's face to suddenly twist. The shrill screams containing the pain that could not be concealed came out loud and high from his mouth, making the crowd of spectators feel in their hearts.

There was a chill.

"What a cruel boy!"

In front of the head of the An family, treating Anhua City like this really made everyone feel like they were in a dream.

After all, there is only one Zhao Ritian, and an unknown boy dares to be so presumptuous in front of the heads of eight aristocratic families. How many years has this not happened?

"Hand over my sister Miaohan!"
Chapter completed!