Just like that, Yuan Batian fell to the ground with his son in his arms, and then slid on the ground for more than ten meters before he could barely stop.
Yuan Batian's face was filled with blood and his expression was ugly. When he saw Yuan Dongdi's injury, his expression turned cold.
Due to the comminuted fracture, Yuan Dongdi's hand was considered useless for the rest of his life.
With a gloomy face, he asked someone to take Yuan Dongdi to the hospital, and remained speechless for a long time.
Who is this person? What kind of terrifying strength is this? He waved his hand to a peak-level Cunqing and a mid-level Chongqing, and he almost couldn’t catch it.
Is this Wang Er? The gravekeeper of the Shen family who is in the realm of practicing virtual reality? Is he really just practicing virtual reality?
Yuan Batian had a gloomy expression on his face, gritted his teeth violently, and whispered a few words to the bodyguard beside him. The man nodded with a solemn expression and left.
"Are you Wang Er? The murderer of my son Yuan Kuo?"
Yuan Batian stared at Wang Tao solemnly, his previous arrogance gone.
"Why ask knowingly? I'm already standing here, waiting for you to come and take my head?"
Wang Tao smiled faintly and said it very seriously.
"Arrogant! We are all practicing martial arts, you think I will be afraid of you."
Yuan Batian stared at Wang Tao coldly, his eyes shining with vicious light.
"Who said I was out of practice?"
Wang Tao looked at Yuan Batian blankly.
"Hiss! Are you beyond training?"
Yuan Batian was moved.
"I'm not practicing physical weakness, it's better than practicing physical weakness."
Wang Tao said seriously.
He practices ancient martial arts, which is different from traditional martial arts. He is also not sure that his ancient martial arts training is equivalent to the ninth level of martial arts.
Wang Tao defeated the enemy with one move and made Yuan Batian very jealous. He immediately attracted the attention of the young women who were watching. All of them had little stars in their eyes and wanted to eat Wang Tao alive.
"Humph! They are all frivolous women! None of them are good people."
Bai Wancheng stamped her feet on the roof, feeling somewhat regretful about staying on the roof.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter who you are today? What kind of strength are you? If you offend the most unworthy force in the world, you deserve to die."
Yuan Batian gritted his teeth and roared fiercely.
"Oh? The force that should not be messed with the most? Are you?"
Wang Tao was stunned for a moment, staring at Yuan Batian with a puzzled look on his face, with question marks on his face.
"Wang Er! If you want to die, don't drag us into the Shen family."
"You are responsible for everything. Hurry up and commit suicide in front of the Yuan family head to apologize, so as not to harm our Shen family."
Shen Naochun looked struggling, jumped on his feet and shouted, and then led the Shen family back to the house.
Even at this moment, Shen Naochun still didn't think that Master Wang Er could stop so many martial arts masters from the Yuan family.
"Aoqing, let's go."
Shen Xin waved to Shen Aoqing, who was tired of being next to Wang Tao, but the latter looked disgusted and ignored him.
Shen Chao also tried to pull Shen Aobing away, but she dodged him and made Shen Chao stomp his feet in anger.
Shen Naochun glanced at Zhu Xiaojing imploringly, but the latter turned away without even looking at him.
In this way, the Shen family except Shen Aobing, Shen Yan, Shen Aoqing, and Shen Xiaonan did not go in. The others coaxed and hid in the Shen family's house.
The thick steel door of the mansion was closed tightly, leaving a few women in place to confront hundreds of people on the opposite side.
Naturally, the Shen family did not hide immediately, but hid behind the gate, looking through the observation port, waiting to see Wang Tao's joke.
Wang Tao smiled faintly, looked at the few women who stayed and asked.
"Aren't you afraid that I will run away suddenly?"
"Hehe, I'll just hold you, I'm not afraid."
Shen Aoqing said coquettishly, her face so red that she completely forgot that the enemy was watching eagerly from the side.
Although Shen Yan did not speak, her big eyes on her beautiful face looked at Wang Tao trustingly.
Shen Aobing also smiled faintly at Wang Tao, with a hint of sadness in his eyes that lingered.
If Wang Tao was as strong as Master Wang, he wouldn't be so scared that he wouldn't even dare to return to the Shen family.
They both have the surname Wang, so why is there such a big gap? One is a coward, and the other is a hero.
Alas! Shen Aobing sighed heavily as he thought about it.
"And I."
At this time, an old voice came, and Hao Xiaoling pushed Yan Wu over in a wheelchair.
"Lao Wuye? You..."
As soon as Shen Aobing opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Yan Wu with a wave of his hand.
"Don't talk nonsense. Since I came here, I have no intention of going back alive."
"Haha, it's not that bad."
Wang Tao smiled faintly, and a feeling of being trusted and relied on emerged in his heart.
"The Shen family will be guarded by me, Wang Er, for the next three years. Anyone who dares to provoke the Shen family by force will pass my test."
Wang Tao said loudly and domineeringly, his voice full of true energy penetrating the sky, like the sound of bells in the morning and drums in the evening, penetrating the sky.
Everyone within a five-mile radius could hear it clearly, and everyone stared in the direction of the Shen family with their mouths open and huge waves in their hearts.
"This? What kind of strength is this?"
An Ruolan's face turned red after being stunned, and her beautiful eyes fixedly looked at the calm Master Wang.
Yuan Batian's face was as pale as paper, and he looked at Wang Tao with frightened eyes.
"This? This person is not as powerful as other masters, but his strength is not bad at all."
Yuan Batian was shocked and hesitant when three strong men came to him carrying a golden sword.
Yuan Batian looked at the golden sword and became more courageous.
He reached out and took the big knife off the shoulders of the three panting strong men.
The hundred-jin golden sword was like a toy in his hand. Yuan Batian swung it a few times and regained his courage a lot.
"I have to admit that you are amazing. It's a pity that you have offended people who shouldn't be offended. I will use your dog's head as a memorial to my sword today."
As Yuan Batian spoke, he pointed his sword at Wang Tao, narrowed his eyes, and his pupils shot out a murderous light.
"I have the nerve to bring out cold weapons. The snipers you deployed are not as threatening to me."
Wang Tao smiled and looked towards the roof of a tall building intentionally or unintentionally, where seven snipers were deployed, ready at all times.
"Hehe. So what if you know? You can hide, but the person behind you can't hide."
Seeing that his plan was exposed, Yuan Batian simply admitted it with a cold smile.
"Hey, today I'm going to let you see how our Yuan family has unique skills. Most people don't have this blessing."
"What secret skill?"
Wang Tao's answer was that Yuan Batian slashed with his sword. Before the sword could reach him, the cold sword energy was already wrapped in the strong wind.
Wang Tao moved his body and stood in front of everyone, and his majestic momentum suddenly came out. For a moment, everyone on the field seemed to see a giant standing in front of Wang Tao.
"The real moves should be unpretentious, simple and ordinary. Your sword is almost meaningless."
Wang Tao commented lightly, and then slowly stretched out his hand.
The hand he stretched out was very slow and ordinary, and it was simply vulnerable compared to the powerful force of the sword.
"Hahaha. Arrogant."
When Yuan Batian saw Wang Er picking up the golden sword with his bare hands, he was overjoyed.
He is indeed an idiot! How can my Yuan family’s unique skills be grasped with one hand?
The onlookers also had strange expressions on their faces. They all screamed and closed their eyes, not wanting to see the tragedy of Wang Er being cut in two.
With a "ding" sound, everyone suddenly opened their eyes and saw what they thought was the funniest scene in their lives.
I saw Wang Er's hands like those doing farm work, stretching out two ordinary fingers to tightly clamp the blade of the golden sword.
This scene is as shocking as a child lifting a car.
The Tuyuan Zhenjue is indeed reliable, and the defensive power of this skin is comparable to ordinary gold and stone. Wang Tao was determined, with a somewhat indifferent smile on his face.
"hiss."
There was a sound of air-conditioning sucking from the crowd of onlookers, who looked at Master Wang Er in dumbfounded eyes.
Yuan Batian saw Wang Er gently clamping the blade, and the blade twitched violently.
He pressed hard or retreated, and the golden knife seemed to be growing on Wang Er's fingers, but it didn't move at all.
"It's bad! You provoked someone who shouldn't have provoked a Martial Saint who exists in the realm of metamorphosis?"
In an instant, Yuan Batian got goosebumps all over his body, he shook into chaff, and huge fear instantly swallowed him up.
"If he's not a Martial Saint, he's not far behind. Phew! This man is invincible."
Thinking of these thoughts, Yuan Batian knelt down on the ground with a thud and slapped his forehead hard on the marble surface.
"Martial Saint, spare my life. I am a beast, mentally retarded, and an idiot. Please, Lord Martial Saint, ignore the faults of others."