"Where did the little beauty come from?"

The young man's eyes were full of greed, and he stretched out his hand to touch Wang Yuning, but Wang Yuning avoided it, so that his hand did not touch it.

"Ahem" The young boy coughed dryly, put his hands behind his back and said, "What's your name."

"Wang Yuning"

Wang Yuning whispered, with a look of fear in her eyes.

"Do you know who this boy is," the young man had a faint pride on his face.

"No, I don't know" Wang Yuning shook his head.

"To tell you the truth, my son's name is Zhao Wen" The young son reported to his family.

Wang Yuning's body trembled, her pretty face was pale, she had naturally heard of Zhao Wen's reputation, Zhao Wen was the son of Zhao Ye, the city lord of Shacheng, Zhao Ye was the city lord of Shacheng, a god realm within a radius of 100,000 miles.

"I'm sorry, Zhao Gongzi, he didn't mean to" Wang Yuning hurriedly apologized.

"Hehe, don't worry, this son is not such a stingy person" Zhao Wenfeng smiled lightly, looking unconcerned.

"Thank you, Zhao Gongzi, a lot," Wang Yuning said gratefully.

"Where is the beauty," Zhao Wen asked with a smile.

"I, I'm a villager from Jiangyu Village," Wang Yuning whispered.

"Oh, it turned out to be a fisherman" Zhao Wen knew in his heart, it turned out to be a peasant girl from a fishing village, but the appearance of this peasant girl was beyond his expectations.

Zhao Wen said with a smile: "Are the beauties interested in coming to the City Lord's Mansion, there is a vacancy in the City Lord's Mansion for a maid position, how about 100,000 spirit stones a month."

10,000 spirit stones!

When Wang Yuning heard the 100,000 spirit stones, his eyes suddenly lit up.

100,000 spirit stones a month, which is a lot of money.

Able to buy cultivation pills for his younger brother.

However, thinking of Zhao Wen's rumors, it is said that Zhao Wen is a merry man, and there are many women who have insulted, and many women have been deceived by Zhao Wen to go to the City Lord's Mansion to insult them, and they have committed suicide with a strong personality.

There is a God Realm father behind Zhao Wen, and no one dares to mess with him.

Although these messages are hearsay, they are unlikely to be groundless, and they are likely to be true.

Wang Yuning declined slightly: "Zhao Wengongzi, I'll go home and discuss with my brother before making a decision."

"No, you have to make a decision today" Zhao Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, how could he just watch the beauty in his hand slip away.

"Little girl, since Zhao Gongzi has taken a fancy to you, it is your blessing, thank you Zhao Gongzi soon"

"That's it, can you follow us Zhao Gongzi, isn't it good to eat and drink spicy?"

Around, several of Zhao Wen's servants said one after another.

"I, I, I.." Wang Yu stammered.

"Take her away" Zhao Wen had lost his patience and directly ordered the slave to do it.

"Hey, hey"

The two slaves rubbed their hands together and walked towards Wang Yuning, who suddenly had a bloodless face and a helpless expression on his face.

At this moment, the man who was standing next to him without saying a word suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked a slave away.

This sudden scene was something that no one expected.

Especially the slave who was kicked away, felt the bones in his chest shattered, his face showed a painful look, his head tilted, and he died.

"Boy, you dare to kill my people" Next to him, Zhao Wen was furious.

"Take him first"

Zhao Wen stretched out his hand and pointed at the man and said.

The few slaves behind him bloomed with the cultivation of the Mortal Realm, mobilizing their spiritual power to shoot out their palms, like a dragon and tiger roaring, with a trilling sound, slapping towards the man's body.

Several palm prints fell on the man's body.

I thought that the man would vomit blood and die, but I didn't expect that the power that hit the man seemed to be all gone.

This scene made several slaves show stunned expressions.

They are all martial artists in the Mortal Realm, and the man in front of him has no breath at all, and he thought that he was an ordinary person, who could be slapped to death with one palm, but now four or five of them shot together.

The other party has nothing to do.

Zhao Wen next to him was also stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Damn, you haven't eaten, right, a mortal can't teach a lesson." ”

Several subordinates of the Mortal Realm did not take down a single mortal, which made Zhao Wen's face unbearable.

"A swarm of ants"

A disdainful voice spat out of the man's mouth.

"What, how dare you say that we are ants"

"Looking for Death"

"Eat Me in the Palm"

Several slaves were furious, and they all took action, and all the strength of the mountains was poured out on the man's body.

And the man, not moving like a mountain, has nothing to do.

At that moment, the man struck, stretched out his foot, and kicked one out with one kick.

There was no energy fluctuation at all, just like an ordinary person stepping out.

But when it fell on them, they felt that they had a huge force, and they couldn't stop it at all, and they vomited blood and flew out one by one.

Spit out a mouthful of bloody heart fragments, convulsed a few times, and died.

Zhao Gongzi was stunned.

These slaves all have the cultivation of the mortal realm, but they were kicked to death, could it be that the man in front of him is a demigod powerhouse, but the other party does not show the slightest breath.

This is the most puzzling.

Wang Yuning's beautiful eyes also widened, she was so powerful as the man who came back.

A kick to kill the mortal realm warrior.

Zhao Gongzi was very angry, because with his father's relationship, he was the prince of Shacheng, who dared to go against him, and now in broad daylight, someone killed his subordinates in front of him.

"You kneel down and beg for mercy now, it's still too late," Zhao Gongzi said in a cold voice.

"Get down on your knees," the man wondered.

"Not bad"

Zhao Gongzi said coldly: "Kneel down and beg for mercy, I can spare your dog's life."

Oh!

As soon as Zhao Gongzi finished speaking, he let out a terrible scream.

Because just now, the man suddenly kicked out and kicked him in the knee, only to hear a crisp click, and his knee broke.

Next to him, the man stepped out again and kicked Zhao Wen's other knee.

Click!

A creepy crisp sound sounded, and Zhao Wen's other knee was also broken.

Zhao Wen knelt directly in front of the man.

"Is that so?"

The man whispered.

Zhao Wen's face was extremely hideous, not only because of anger, but also because of pain, he shouted loudly: "I will kill you, and your relatives, clansmen, no matter who you are, you will die."

Disgrace.

Shameful.

As the first son of Shacheng, but his legs were abolished, Zhao Wen couldn't wait to kill the young man in front of him.

"Noise"

The man frowned, then stretched out a hand as white as jade, grabbed Zhao Wen's neck, and twisted it slightly, Zhao Wen's neck was crushed.

Instant death.

After doing all this, the man threw Zhao Wen's body on the ground.

Zhao Wen's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he was so dead.

"Zhao Wen is dead"

The people around exclaimed.

This is a street with a very prosperous flow of people, and the previous Zhao Wen man Wang Yuning and the man have already attracted many onlookers.

Originally, they were still sighing, and it was a poor girl again.

But things changed too quickly, the man next to the girl kicked a mortal realm to death, and now even Zhao Wen is dead.