"Zhao Mingguang is a sinister and sinister person. Han Yu falls into his hands this time, and he will be finished if he doesn't die!"
"The grievances between the juniors, the seniors do it, the people of the Zhao family are a little too much."
"Han Yu assassinated Zhao Mingchen and Zhao Mingxi's mounts first, and he was not a bright person. Zhao Yuchuan's shot was just to get justice, and he didn't want Han Yu's life. It's not a shameful thing."
People were talking secretly.
Under normal circumstances, if the masters of the previous generation treat the younger generation like this, they will inevitably become the laughing stock of the ancients. However, Zhao Yuchuan had a reason, and everyone thinks it is understandable.
After all, Han Yu's abilities are there, and with the abilities of Zhao Mingchen, Zhao Mingxi, and Zhao Mingguang, I'm afraid he won't be able to get justice. What if the little one can't get justice? Don't care, naturally it is a big come forward.
Zhao Mingguang continued to torture Han Yu, doing everything he could.
Han Yu pressed each wound one by one by him, blood dripping all over his body, turning into a blood gourd. Some people can't stand it.
However, Han Yu was unusually hard-hearted, he just kept silent and looked at Zhao Mingguang coldly.
"The surnamed Zhao, I will beg for ten times the suffering of my brother today!" Sun Dayou was furious. Zhao Mingguang was so vicious that it hurt when he looked at him, and he was horrified.
"Hmph, take care of yourself first." Zhao Mingguang glanced at Sun Dayou coldly, pressing his fingers on the wound on Han Yu's chest.
Han Yu's sternum had already been cracked, Zhao Mingguang pressed it, and the sound of bones shattering suddenly sounded, and blood continued to spurt out.
On Han Yu's forehead, cold sweat rolled down like raindrops, his teeth chattering in pain, and he wanted to die.
And Zhao Mingguang showed no pity at all, the more painful Han Yu looked, the more he enjoyed it, the more happy he was.
"what!"
Sun Dahou was furious, his murderous aura was monstrous, and he shouted in the sky. He wanted to break free from the shackles of the beam of light, but the beam of light was so evil that no matter how hard Sun Dayou tried, he couldn't break free.
Sun Dahou's eyes were red, his tiger eyes widened, and he looked at Zhao Yuchuan with hatred and roared, "Let go of my brother! Otherwise, I will kill one of your Zhao family in the future."
If ordinary people say this, it will inevitably cause everyone to laugh. But Sun Dayou's words have a certain deterrent effect. At least in the younger generation of the Zhao family, few are opponents of Sun Dayou.
Zhao Yuchuan frowned and said, "Mingguang, it's almost done!"
Suddenly, a sinister smile appeared on Zhao Mingguang's face, and he said, "The surname is Han, what would be the consequences if you say that I will give you a sword in Dantian!"
Zhao Mingguang also pointed to the sword, and the sword glowed.
"Boy, how dare you!" Sun Dayou was taken aback. Dantian is the foundation of a person's cultivation. If it is abolished, it will be over.
"laugh!"
The corner of Zhao Mingguang's mouth rose slightly, and his finger sword quietly stabbed Han Yu's dantian.
"The surnamed Han, you should have expected today!" Zhao Mingguang was directly happy. Abolishing Han Yu's dantian is more refreshing than killing Han Yu.
Han Yu didn't change his face, and looked at Zhao Mingguang coldly: "Zhao Mingguang, if I, Han Yu, don't die today, he will definitely smash your body into ten thousand pieces!"
At this moment, a storm suddenly formed around Han Yu's body, hitting Zhao Mingguang's chest squarely.
"what!"
Zhao Mingguang let out a scream, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. Next to Han Yu, a figure suddenly appeared.
Everyone was surprised, who dared to take such a heavy hand on Zhao Mingguang in front of Zhao Yuchuan. Although Zhao Mingguang was not killed, it was enough for Zhao Mingguang.
When they saw the person coming, everyone was stunned, and the people in Wuji Temple felt even more incredible.
This person is wearing a white robe and carrying a large black iron sword. The whole person is as hard and cold as his sword. It is Gong Chaoyang of the Promise Palace.
At this time, everyone discovered that many senior experts have come out of the Cloud Palace, and it seems that the exploration of the tomb of the saint has come to an end.
"Gong Chaoyang, what do you mean?" Zhao Yuchuan frowned and asked coldly.
"A master of the third level of Martial Sovereign, holding a top-level emperor's army, and attacking a junior, I also want to ask, what do you mean?" Gong Chaoyang said, his voice was colder than his.
"What do I do, I'm afraid you can't control it?" Zhao Yuchuan said solemnly.
In terms of seniority, Gong Chaoyang is still his senior, but Gong Chaoyang actually shot Zhao Mingguang seriously and made him angry.
"Is it because I killed the young man of your Zhao family, and you can't control it?" Gong Chaoyang said forcefully.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Zhao family was stunned.
Who do not know the ancient forces, Gong Chaoyang is an alternative, has always acted unscrupulously and played cards out of common sense. And, he did what he said.
"What do you mean? As far as I know, Han Yu and you in Wuji Temple also have a lot of grievances and grievances, right?" Zhao Yuchuan's expression became solemn.
"My grievances and grievances between Wuji Temple and Han Yu have already been written off in Mare Gobi. Now, he is my brother!" Gong Chaoyang said.
When I said the word brother, I felt a little strange in my heart.
This remark can shock many people. Gong Chaoyang is nearly two hundred years old, and it is incredible to call Han Yu a brother.
The Holy Son of Promise stood blankly on the spot, with mixed feelings in his heart.
"No wonder he ordered no one to touch Han Yu after he went back. So there is another reason. I don't know what ability Han Yu has to make him, who has always been arrogant, swore to him?"
There are countless question marks in the Promise Son's heart.
"Shhh!" The beam of light shining on Han Yu and Sun Dayou retracted.
"Today, it's for your sake and spare him." Zhao Yuchuan looked at Gong Chaoyang and said.
However, Gong Chaoyang ignored him and hurriedly supported Han Yu.
Looking at Han Yu's festering wound, Sun Da Hou's lungs exploded with anger, glaring at Zhao Yuchuan and said, "Our brothers will definitely ask for this account today."
Zhao Yuchuan put away the mirror, and dismissed Sun Dayou.
Although Sun Dayou and Han Yu have shown extraordinary potential, people from the imperial family never knew how to write when they were afraid.
"Master, do you want me to kill Zhao Mingguang to give you this bad breath?" Gong Chaoyang sent a voice transmission to Han Yu.
Han Yu shook his head, Zhao Mingguang, he would do it himself.
A strong energy entered Han Yu's body, and Gong Chaoyang began to heal Han Yu's injuries.
The people around didn't leave, and looked at Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu strangely. Such two people are actually brothers, which is unprecedented. They were all curious about how Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu became brothers.
If we let everyone know that Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu are not brothers, but a master-disciple relationship, and Han Yu is still a master, I am afraid that the whole ancient level will be exploded.