Wu Jianghua obviously wanted to reap the benefits of the fisherman. He was not at ease, so how could Jiang Beichen let him go easily?

"Yizhimei, don't go too far, right?

Do you really think my aristocratic race is a soft persimmon?”

Wu Jianghua's face was a little heavy.

Half of Wu's property is tens of billions. Without these tens of billions, the Wu family may not be able to raise their heads for many years to come.

"Don't accept it?"

"Okay, then I want all your property. If you don't give it to me, I won't guarantee that all the important members of your Wu family will die quietly one day!"

Jiang Beichen spoke sinisterly.

Wu Jianghua's face turned red.

"You, dare you threaten me?"

"I don't need to threaten, you know, I have this ability!"

Jiang Beichen's mouth outlined a sarcasm of sarcasm.

He could not kill Wu in person, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble for the military headquarters.

As long as you are not openly slaughtering, the martial arts world will not say anything.

Everyone looked at each other. Yizhimei's move was too cruel.

Once these words are released, let alone the Wu family, any aristocratic tribe in the Yandu will be honestly presented with their own property.

After all, no matter how awesome aristocratic clans are, what's the use of losing people?

This is the deterrent power of the strongest! What's more, Yizhimei even killed Bei Laojiu, and many people speculated that he had already reached the Martial Saint! It was so terrifying that a Martial Saint was killed! That's a person who could even destroy a country, and he could not destroy a mere a clan?

"Yizhimei, don't be too arrogant!"

And at this moment, an old man wearing martial arts uniform and burly figure suddenly walked out of the crowd.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but frown.

Unexpectedly, at this time, someone dared to come out to make trouble?

"I am Chen Tianlei, the director of the Martial Alliance!"

"Even if you are Yizhimei, you cannot use force to threaten the aristocratic races. You are extortion and violate the morality of the martial arts world!"

"Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the entire martial arts world?"

Chen Tianlei shouted loudly.

Chen Tianlei was supported by Wu Jianghua, so he naturally stood up to speak for the Wu family.

"There are really a lot of miscellaneous fish in the Martial Alliance. There is no killing of the left deputy leader and the other director!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head helplessly.

"you!"

Chen Tianlei's face turned red and shouted: "Talking about reason in everything is just an explanation of a fact. Do you want to bully the weak with the strong?

Are you angry and embarrassed?

OK! Come and kill me, even if you kill me, you can't block the leisurely mouths of the world!"

Everyone's hearts were pounding. Old Man Chen was so brave that he dared to talk to Yizhimei like this.

But when it comes to this, it’s really over! If Jiang Beichen still wants to take action, he will really bully the weak with his strong.

After all, if someone reasoned with you, you would kill him, and the reputation of this plum blossom would be terrible.

After all, the world is not only about fighting, killing, but also about human nature.

Some of the strongest people cherish their reputation even more.

However, Jiang Beichen didn't care about this at all, and snorted coldly: "Do you think I'll be afraid of you when you say that?"

Isn’t your Martial Alliance a member of the aristocratic race?”

"Wu Jianghua was the mastermind in this matter. If he wanted to see me fighting with the Bei Laojiu Snipe and the clam, he would benefit from the fisherman!"

"Just this, I have a reason to kill him!"

"What are you? I'll give me a plum hat?"

Jiang Beichen's face darkened, and his big hand waved, like a banana fan, and an invisible force directly fanned the old man out.

Everyone had dull expressions on their faces.

Damn! This is so damn fantasy. In just one moment, a martial arts master disappeared?

"Noisy!"

Jiang Beichen curled his lips disdainfully.

Turn around and continue looking at Wu Jianghua.

"How about it?

Have you considered it?"

"It's not a loss to buy all your property, you can buy your Wu family safe!"

"you!"

Wu Jianghua's face was extremely difficult to see.

Although the aristocratic clans are more important than connections and power, they have to have money to maintain! If there is no money, the aristocratic clans are not as good as dogs! The Wu family will soon decline! This is a life-threatening! He even regrets it now. If he had known it, he would not have let Wu Xun deal with Jiang Beichen. This is really a stone to shoot himself in the foot! "Yizhimei, if I guessed it well, you are already a Martial Saint, right?"

"Your martial arts world does not have rules. Martial Saints are not allowed to attack ordinary people. You are violating the rules!"

Wu Jianghua's eyes rolled and he quickly brought it up again.

"Haha! Wu Jianghua, are you thinking too much, right?"

Jiang Beichen looked disdainful: "Did I say I have become a Martial Saint?

Which eye do you tell me that I am the Martial Saint?”

"you!"

Wu Jianghua choked immediately.

The others looked at each other.

Damn it! Is this guy so rogue?

I just slaughtered a sub-saint, but I didn’t admit that I was a martial saint?

If you beat everyone to death, you won’t believe it.

After all, even if you are both sub-saints, you cannot have such strength.

However, Jiang Beichen just took action, and he was always understated, and he did not have the true essence transformation or something. He really couldn't see the characteristics of the Martial Saint.

It's a bit rogue.

"Hmph, don't even think of denying it. I tell you, if you dare to do anything, those people will not let you go!"

Wu Jianghua reminded again.

"If everyone is doing things like you, wouldn't the world be in chaos!"

"I believe that there is still a force beyond the world to restrict evil people like you!"

Wu Jianghua quickly shouted.

Naturally, he was unwilling to hand over his property, so he could only try his best to intimidate him.

But unexpectedly, just as he finished what he said, an old man in a coarse linen suddenly walked out with a cane.

"A plum blossom, stop at the right time!"

The old man talked.

This person could not tell his age, but his old eyes were particularly bright, and he kept flashing with strange light, staring at Jiang Beichen tightly.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but frown, "Who are you?

What qualifications do I have to stop at the right time?”

"I am from the Martial Judgment Association. You have violated the rules of the Martial Judgment Association. If you are still obsessed with it, you will face the arbitration of our Martial Judgment Association!"

The old man reminded coldly.

"Arbitration of force?"

"I heard from my master mention this organization! It seems to be established during the Qing Dynasty!"

"That's right, it is said to be to restrain some extraordinary people with martial arts and prevent them from doing whatever they want!"

"It is said that the top ten veterans of the Martial Judgment Association are all masters of the Martial Saint-level!
To be continued...