The scalps of the people watching the battle were all numb, and the people of the Sun family were too fierce. With this mess, even if the people of the four major forces didn't die, they would have had enough of living sins.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
The bell rang three times, and the Zhaoyao mirror was slammed three times by the broken bell of Hanshan Temple. Most of the power was blessed on Zhao Xinggang's body through the Zhaoyao mirror, causing Zhao Xinggang to cough up blood, his internal organs were shattered, and the eight extraordinary meridians were broken.
"Bang!"
The old man of the Sun family hit Zhao Xinggang in the abdomen with a stick, Zhao Xinggang screamed and flew away.
Hanshan Temple and the old man of the Sun family did not hesitate, and rushed towards Yu Buchun and Ji Tianlu respectively.
"Boom!"
Hanshan Temple domineeringly threw the broken bell out and slammed into Yu Buchun's body heavily. Yu Buchun screamed and was driven into the ground.
When Ji Tianlu saw this, he hurried away. In the process of escaping, he was stabbed in the ass with a stick by the old man who was about to burp. He screamed and jumped up and down while covering his ass.
"Ha ha… "
Everyone laughed, and many people in the Sun family laughed so hard.
"Big Leopard!" Han Yu strode forward and gave Sun Dabao a big bear hug.
"Big Brother Han, I haven't seen you for many years, stay safe!" Sun Dabao patted Han Yu's shoulder, full of strength.
Han Yu gave Sun Dabao a punch, looked at the heroes of the Sun family, folded his fists and said gratefully: "Thank you all heroes, Han Yu is very grateful!"
The old-fashioned old man laughed and said, "You're welcome, since you are Leopard's brother, you are your own family!"
Sun Dabao introduced: "This is my third grandfather, Sun Laoya!"
Han Yu, Hanshan Temple and Jade Manchui were all stunned, this name is really too strange.
"I've seen senior." Han Yu bowed.
"Hey, you're welcome..." Sun Laoya smiled, with only two teeth left in his mouth, he was really too old.
Sun Dabao introduced two other old men to Han Yu one after another, one was Sun Dabao's fifth grandfather, named Sun Laoji, and the other was Sun Dabao's seventh grandfather, named Sun Laoge.
After a brief introduction, Han Yu figured out the rules. The people of the Sun family seem to be named very casually, but they are not.
The grandfather's generation is the "old" generation, followed by the name of the bird; the father's generation is the "long" generation, followed by the name of the insect; this generation is the "big" generation, followed by the name of the beast; the next generation is The word "small" is followed by the name of the animal in the water.
For example, one of Sun Dabao's uncles is called Sun Changye, and the youngest boy is Sun Dabao's nephew, named Sun Xiaogui.
"Boy, it's not bad, after coming to Wuzhou, the whole monster world has been strengthened!" Hanshan Temple's voice transmission sounded in Han Yu's ears, and the monster world he said was a joke.
Han Yu glanced at Hanshan Temple and ignored it. He is very doubtful now, what is the relationship between this Hanshan Temple and him. Although both of them had the surname Han, the other party called Han Yu a descendant, which made Han Yu a little unacceptable.
Han Yu greeted the Sun family one after another.
"Brother Han, I heard Uncle Leopard talk about your feats in Phoenix Mountain. You are my hero." Sun Xiaogui raised his head and looked at Han Yu, his face was red and his eyes were full of admiration.
"You little slick, no big or small, you want to be called Uncle!" Sun Dabao patted Sun Xiaogui on the back of the head angrily.
"Hey, Uncle Han." Sun Xiaogui scratched his head and smiled honestly.
A group of people were talking and laughing, as if there was no one else around.
In the distance, the masters of the white tiger clan looked at the people of the Sun family, and several of them frowned. This group of people gave them a feeling of deja vu.
Suddenly, the surrounding discussions disappeared, and the whole world seemed to suddenly become deep and depressed.
Han Yu and the others stopped talking and turned their eyes to the south sky, when a chariot appeared.
This is a splendid chariot, exuding a dazzling golden light, covering the sun in the sky. Four white jade horses with the purest blood are drawn, and each white jade horse is majestic, exuding only the demon emperor. A terrifying demonic aura.
The shape of the chariot is a bit strange, although it is a car, it looks like a ship, like it is forged from the bones of some kind of animal.
"Dragon's Back Chariot, isn't this the special car of the Zhao family's head?"
There was an uproar in the crowd, and some people saw the origin of this chariot.
"The Zhao family's patriarch has not left the Zhao family for 100 years. I didn't expect to come forward in person this time! It seems that the Zhao family has the intention to kill the Heaven Swallowing Demon Body!"
In the sound of everyone's discussion, the Zhao family quickly flew towards the chariot. After bowing to the chariot, they respectfully stood behind the chariot.
"Zhao Zhengcang, you really gave us face, and actually went out in person!" Hanshan Temple's expression became extremely solemn.
"Who is Zhao Zhengcang?" Sun Laoya asked.
"The contemporary head of the Zhao family, a figure at the level of the Holy Master." Hanshan Temple said.
The so-called Holy Master-level figures are the masters of the major ancient forces and the powerhouses at the level of the Holy Master, representing the existence at the top of the pyramid in the cultivation world.
"It seems a little tricky!" Sun Laoya's eyes narrowed, his whole body seemed to be full of vitality, and his waist was straight.
"Tiantian Demon Body, the ancestor of the demons, the enemy of the righteous way, why do you want to go against the righteous way and maintain a scourge of the world?" A mighty voice came from the dragon's spine chariot.
There was no attack in the sound, but it shook many people's blood and energy.
That voice seemed to carry a divine power, making people dare not blaspheme or resist.
Hanshan Temple took a deep breath and said loudly: "Joke, Han Yu has been in the cultivation world for so long, has he ever done anything to bring harm to the world? Your family's words have to identify him as a demon, isn't it too domineering?"
Zhao Zhengcang said calmly like water: "No one in the world knows the dangers of swallowing the devil's body, how can it be the words of the old man's family?"
"Humph!" Hanshan Temple snorted heavily and stopped talking.
"Let's leave quickly, this old man can let go of the past!" Zhao Zhengcang said. The voice was still incomparably flat, but it contained an unquestionable majesty.
"What if I don't?" Hanshan Temple stepped forward, holding a broken bell in his hand. His thin body was as majestic as a majestic mountain.
Yurenchui and the three elders of the Sun family took a step forward together. The five masters are far from the head of the Zhao family.
The scene suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone looked at the Longji chariot, wondering what Zhao Zhengcang would do with it.
After a while, Zhao Zhengcang's voice sounded again: "If you can block the old man's palm, the old man will retreat on his own and will not be held accountable!"
Everyone held their breath. Hanshan Temple, Yurenchui and the three elders of the Sun family all showed their terrifying strength. There are not many people in this world who dare to say that they can solve them with one palm. But when Zhao Zhengcang said such words, no one felt anything wrong.
"What a big tone!" Suddenly, from the southwest, there was a faint sarcastic voice.