After listening to a few words, Wang Churen lost the interest in continuing to watch the excitement, this Jin country has lost its normal mood from top to bottom, no wonder it will be easily defeated by Mongolia whose national strength is far inferior to its in a few battles.

As for Zhao Wang Wanyan Honglie, Wang Churen was a little interested in this famous dragon trick, looked at it a few times, and indeed had a good temperament, saying that his cheap son was still his own nephew, but these two fathers and sons were not good people, and it was better not to contact, Wang Churen turned around and left.

"Dog Hannu, look for death!" Just as Wang Churen turned around, a whip came towards him with a roar.

Wanyan Hongxi saw many people waiting respectfully on the side of the long street, and wherever his eyes swept to, the crowd over there avoided them in fear, and made a very humble gesture to himself, which made him very satisfied in his heart.

How do you know that there is a Han man who dares to ignore his authority, ignore his sweeping eyes, and under his majestic gaze, he does not kneel down to apologize, and wants to leave indifferently.

It is bearable, who is unbearable, who dares to insult him so much in the Jin country, not to mention that he is still a Han slave, he was furious at the moment, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, drove the horse away from the array, and pulled out the horse whip in his hand against the back of the Han man.

In the face of this sudden situation, the crowd around Wang Churen was shocked, they knew King Rong's tyrannical temper, and they didn't want to be affected by others, so they immediately dispersed in a hurry, and squeezed away from him.

The people who were a little farther away were afraid that Wang Churen would escape, and King Rong would vent his anger with them when he arrived, and immediately took the initiative to shrink into a half-circle, blocking all the ways out for Wang Churen to leave.

The whip was drawn in a blink of an eye, and Wang Churen, who was attacked inexplicably, didn't think about how to deal with it for a while, he blocked Wanyan Hongxi's insults, and didn't care at all, but whether to fight back, and the consequences of killing the third prince of Jin Guo made him hesitate.

With his current martial arts, of course, it is not difficult to kill Yan Hongxi, and it is not difficult to escape from the pursuing army and escape from the Zhongdu City after killing people, but I am afraid that the purpose of coming to Zhongdu this time will not be completed, and it will not be possible to complete it in the future, which is contrary to his long-term plan.

It wasn't until the whip was about to reach his body that Wang Churen made a good decision, gave up the counterattack, swung his feet, and on one side of his body, flashed the whip that came from it, walked around the circle of people blocking the road, and continued to walk out.

"Dog Hannu, dare to hide, beg for death!" Wanyan Hongxi saw that Wang Churen had easily dodged the whip, his heart was even more angry, and he rushed into anger, snatched a mace from the hand of the knight beside him, galloped his horse and swung the stick, and smashed it on Wang Churen's head.

Wan Yan Honglie on the side was waving his hand to order the knight to stop, and he didn't care when he saw Yan Hongxi whipping people, and then saw that he was going to kill people in the street, and he suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly stopped him: "Third brother, stop!" ”

A shout made Wanyan Hongxi regain some senses, knowing that he really shouldn't have killed people in the street, he did this big mistake today, and he will be reprimanded by his father in the future, which is not worth it.

It was too late for Yan Hongxi to withdraw his hand, and he just shot with all his strength in a rage, and the stick borrowed the horse's momentum, and as soon as this force smashed down, most of the Han people burst into red and white, and there was no life or death.

In the expectant or frightened or pity eyes of many people around him, Wang Churen quickly turned around, drew a semicircle with his left hand, and pushed out his right hand upwards against the smashed mace, which was a trick he had just learned, "Kanglong has regrets".

For his unexpected action, everyone thought that this man was stupid and could not dodge, but they wanted to use the palm of his flesh to grab the mace full of spikes, or a mace that smashed down vigorously.

The result was indeed beyond everyone's expectations, the sticks and palms intersected, there was no scene of flesh and blood flying, Wang Churen's palm firmly supported the mace and the head of the club, as if he was holding a thin bamboo stick.

When the onlookers saw this magic skill, they were all stunned, and only after half a sound did they let out an exclamation, full of incredulity, they didn't believe that the scene in front of them was true, and even called the demon method.

The party Wanyan Hongxi didn't have time to be in a daze, he first realized that he didn't kill anyone, and there was still some joy in his heart that he had made a big mistake but fortunately, but when he saw Wang Churenyun's light appearance, his heart was full of fire, and this Han Nu Chiguo was ignoring himself.

"Yike...... Yes...... Yes! The stick followed the horse, Wanyan Hongxi didn't want to take people's lives again, but pressed the mace down with all his might, wanting to use the power of the galloping horse to tear it over and scrap Wang Churen's right arm.

The force of the smash Wang Churen can be offset by the stamina of "Kanglong has regrets", but he can't control the force of dragging, along with the castration of the mace, Wang Churen's palm moved to the rod and grabbed it hard.

Wan Yan Hongxi, who straddled (ridden) the horse, felt a huge force coming from the mace in his hand, and then his arms were heavy, his legs were light, and then there was a burst of exclamations around him.

He hurriedly turned his head to look ahead, and found that his mount had run to the front empty, and his eyes suddenly opened, and he immediately looked down, and he was indeed lifted in the air.

Wanyan Hongxi was shocked by this, his heart was broken, his anger and courage suddenly disappeared, his arms trembled, his palms could no longer hold the rod, and he fell down.

"Ouch......!" The buttocks fell to the ground, and Wanyan Hongxi cried out in pain.

When Wang Churen held the mace with his hand, Wanyan Honglie, who was not far away, came back to his senses, he saw that Wang Churen had such martial arts, and moved the world's talents to use his mind for me, while ordering the knight to drive away the crowd around to watch the excitement, and at the same time rushed up to persuade Yan Hongxi to calm down.

After that, it happened too fast, and before he could arrange it, Wanyan Hongxi had already made a fool of himself, Wanyan Honglie was a little faster at his feet, and helped up King Rong who fell to the ground, seeing that he was still stunned, he hurriedly beckoned the guards around him to come over to help and take care of him, and asked them to take King Rong away to check whether he was injured in the fall, and he walked quickly to Wang Churen.

"Mr. is strong in martial arts, Xiao Wang is very admired, this matter is indeed my third brother's rudeness, my brother is now in poor health, Xiao Wang apologizes for him in advance, and I hope Mr. will not blame." Wanyan Honglie was a little cautious, stood more than half a zhang away from Wang Churen, and apologized to him.

Looking at the movements of the knights around him, Wang Churen thought that they wanted to drive away from the crowd so that they could encircle and suppress themselves, so he changed his mind, straightened the mace in his hand, held it obliquely with his straight arm, and waited to make a move to kill this big guy.

Seeing this person's actions, Wanyan Honglie knew that his instructions were afraid that this master would misunderstand, just after Yan Hongxi was so insulting, this person didn't hurt King Rong at all, obviously he was afraid of his identity, not a brainless, loyal and courageous outlaw.

"After finishing Yan Honglie, the sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom, the one who was named the king of Zhao is a mere one, dare to ask the name of the gentleman?" With a flash in his mind, Wanyan Honglie walked up to Wang Churen calmly and said sincerely.

Wanyan Honglie's performance in recruiting talents made Wang Churen know that he was too careful, and those knights only cared about watching the crowd of people who were watching the jokes, and they did not open the formation to guard closely.

"Nameless." Wang Churen threw the mace and replied casually, he had a bad impression of this King Zhao in his heart, and he didn't want to talk to him more, so he turned around and left.