Zhao Banjue, who was not mentally prepared at all, was slapped by Long Renshe and flew away.
More than a dozen men and women in fine clothes ran over and quickly helped Longren She up.
The beautiful female companions looked even more shocked.
They really couldn't imagine that an old guy who appeared out of nowhere dared to slap Zhao Banjue directly.
Ye Hao looked indifferent, without much expression.
No matter how you say it, Long Renshe is the master of Longmen Sect, one of the four pillars of Daxia!
Even if he is the head of the five great clans, his status is at most equal to him.
Zhao Banjue, a prince of the northwestern Zhao clan who has not yet truly ascended to the throne, dared to drag him away in front of Long Renshe like 25,800,000 yuan. This is not seeking death, but what is he trying to do?
"You bastard, you old loser, how dare you touch me?"
Zhao Banjue was obviously also fooled. At this moment, he couldn't even care about Long Renshe's identity, only a surge of angry blood welled up in his heart.
He is now backed by the Tianzhu royal family and the northwest Zhao clan, strategizing, and using the four major overseas martial arts alliances to suppress the Daxia martial arts alliance.
How could such an awesome person like him be slapped away by an old loser?
Doesn’t he, Zhao Ban, never want to lose face?
If he doesn't get this place back, how can he show off his power in Wucheng? How can he show off his power in Wucheng!
After hearing Zhao Banjue's order, a dozen thugs immediately rushed forward, yelling to deal with Longren She, which was a relief to Zhao Banjue.
"superior!"
These dozen or so people are all from the Zhao Sect in the northwest, and they are the top experts in the sect.
When they struck, their fists were fierce and fierce, and their faces were extremely fierce. They were obviously guys with lives under their hands.
And since they are taking action at this moment, they are preparing to use cruel and deadly measures!
Long Tianju looked at this scene and was about to take a step forward.
But at this moment, Ye Hao stepped out with an indifferent expression, and then stepped on the ground.
"Click——"
With a crisp sound, the bluestone on the ground cracked, and pieces of debris flew out, falling directly on the dozen or so thugs from the northwest Zhao Sect.
Each of these people covered their hands or feet and instantly collapsed on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Banjue's pupils shrank.
Then he roared angrily and punched out the gravel flying towards him.
"boom--"
Following Zhao Banjue's movement, not only was the piece of gravel not shattered, but it was shot in the opposite direction towards Ye Hao's face.
Obviously, Zhao Banjue felt that he could deal with Ye Hao, a so-called master.
However, this time Ye Hao did not need to take action.
I saw a follower who had been following Long Renshe. He stepped forward with an indifferent expression, then waved his right hand and directly put the gravel into his sleeve.
Obviously, those who can follow Long Renshe are all Longmen masters.
And this scene finally made the hot-blooded Zhao Banjue calm down a bit.
He took a deep breath, slowly stood up from the ground, and sneered: "Long Renshe, your Long family, your Longmen are really ready to side with Ye Hao, a loser?"
"Have you never thought about the consequences of standing there all the time?"
Then, his eyes fell on Ye Hao and said coldly: "The old guy named Ye, it turns out that the old guy named Long is really dead."
"If he was as strong as before, I would be dead by now if I offended him so much just now."
"I'm still standing here, do you know what that means?"
"Explain that people named Long don't dare to touch me!"
"He can insult me and slap me, but he doesn't dare to touch me!"