Zhang Biao glanced at Han Yu, saw Han Yu nodded slightly, no longer had any scruples, and slapped the middle-aged woman in the face, the middle-aged woman screamed and flew out, her cheeks instantly swollen like a bun.
"Bitch, the majesty of the gods is something you can provoke!" Zhang Biao spat at the middle-aged woman.
"Ah, you dare to hit me, you are courting death!" The middle-aged woman screamed, and the voice made her scalp tingle.
"You dare to beat my wife, I will fight with you!" The middle-aged man rushed over, and the powerful breath of the peak of True God burst out instantly.
Zhang Biao curled his lips in disdain, his body shook, and the pressure of the gods rushed out like a tide, knocking the middle-aged man into a tree, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow.
"You dare to hit us, you are dead, don't leave if you have a seed, you wait!"
The husband and wife supported each other, and the man said a lot of harsh words to Zhang Biao and left with a vicious face.
Zhang Biao ignored it, but looked at the man in Tsing Yi, and said coldly: "Boy, I tried to persuade me, but you bite back. I will give you a chance to apologize and admit your mistake."
The man in Tsing Yi sneered: "Don't think that you are the cultivation base of the gods in the early stage, so am I, and I want to kill you, it's as simple as moving a finger."
"boom!"
Zhang Biao didn't say more, and broke out in an instant.
The man in Tsing Yi did not dodge and took the initiative to greet him.
The battle between the two powerhouses in the early stage of the two gods had a very small scope, and they deliberately suppressed it, not even destroying the grass and trees in the yard.
After more than 30 strokes, the man in Tsing Yi slapped Zhang Biao's chest with his palm. Zhang Biao flew upside down and smashed heavily on the ground. Wow, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The man in Tsing Yi looked down at Zhang Biao with a condescending expression. He said disdainfully: "Both are the early stage of the gods, but you are a piece of garbage in the eyes of the young master. Kneel down and apologize. The young master will not take the blame for your offense in the past. Otherwise, the three of you will not want to leave here today."
Zhang Biao's face was ashen, he glanced at Han Yu, and lowered his head in guilt.
"You have to look at the master when you beat the dog, boy, you are too arrogant. Go away, I don't want to do it today." Han Yu's indifferent voice sounded.
"How old are you, how dare you talk to me like this?" The man in Tsing Yi turned to look at Han Yu, his eyes instantly becoming extremely cold.
"Shh!"
Han Yu, who was a few feet away a moment ago, was in front of the man in Tsing Yi. Before the man in Tsing Yi could react, he was slapped by Han Yu and flew out in a spin.
"Give you a chance, you don't want it, you have to ask me to do it." Han Yu blew his palm, looking very unhappy.
"You dare to hit me?" The man jumped up and shouted, "Boy, you are courting death!"
After he finished speaking, he slapped the palm of his hand, and the palm technique was shocking. Even if the killing range was extremely suppressed here, it was still very shocking, and many people were alarmed.
Han Yu snorted coldly and punched him.
Hearing a loud bang, the man in Tsing Yi split his palm, let out a scream, his body flew out like a cannonball, and blood burst out from his mouth.
"You? Are you a powerhouse in the early stage of the gods?" The man in azure looked at Han Yu in surprise, then shook his head and said, "You are the early stage of the gods!"
Zhang Biao walked over to Han Yu and looked at the man in Tsing Yi and said with contempt, "Although you and the master are both in the early stage of the gods, you are a piece of trash in the eyes of the master."
The man in Tsing Yi almost vomited blood. Just now, he satirized and humiliated Zhang Biao, but he didn't expect to be humiliated so quickly.
The woman supported the man in Tsing Yi, looked at Han Yu with a cold face, and said solemnly: "Do you know who we are and where we are from? Brother Xue is the seventh genius of the Great Star Alliance Star League and a future disciple of Wan Jianzong. , if you hurt him today, you are against our entire Great Star Alliance."
Zhang Biao couldn't help but change his face slightly, and hurriedly sent a sound transmission to Han Yu, the Star Alliance and the Star League.
The Great Star Alliance is one of the ten major star alliances under the jurisdiction of Wanjianzong, and it is still in the forefront. Its strength is far above the East Pole Star Alliance, the Star League of the Great Senior Star Alliance and the Pole Star of the East Pole Star Alliance. The game is the same.
The man in Tsing Yi was able to get the seventh place in the Big Zun Star Alliance Star League. He did have the capital to look down on others, but it was a pity that he met Han Yu today.
Han Yu didn't change his face, looked at the man in Tsing Yi coldly, and saw that the man in Tsing Yi felt a little nervous.
"It's really courageous, there are people who dare to be presumptuous here in the old man's territory!" At this moment, a deep voice sounded. I saw an old woman walking in slowly with a crutch on a dragon head. Behind him, there was a man and a woman, who were the renter and the renter just now.
As the old woman walked in, the temperature in the yard dropped instantly, and even Zhang Biao, the man and woman in Tsing Yi shivered involuntarily, and Caifeng, who had always been heartless, hid behind Han Yu in fear. .
"The middle stage of the gods!" Zhang Biao gasped, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.
"You dare to be presumptuous here and hurt our husband and wife, and you will have to pay the price in blood." The middle-aged woman jumped out and resumed her previous flamboyant posture.
The man in Tsing Yi quickly healed his wounds and straightened up. He said coldly, "It seems that we don't need the masters of our Great Senior Starfield at all. You can't leave here alive today."
After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.
The woman gave Han Yu a gloomy look and followed the man in Tsing Yi.
In an instant, only Han Yu and the other three were left in the courtyard.
"Did you beat my son and daughter-in-law?" The old woman looked at Zhang Biao and asked, her voice sounded calm, but her eyes were colder than a poisonous snake.
"It's me, because they should fight." Zhang Biao raised his chest and was no longer afraid.
Although the other party is a powerhouse in the middle stage of the gods, but if he and Han Yu join forces, even if they are no match, it should not be a problem to escape.
The old woman ignored Zhang Biao, turned her eyes to Han Yu, and said, "He is your dog. If the dog bites someone, the owner must be responsible."
Zhang Biao was furious, Han Yu said he was a dog, he didn't care, but others said he was a dog, he couldn't stand it.
"You two masters and servants, cut off your hands and feet, compensate for a piece of spiritual marrow, and let you go." The old woman said lightly, with an expression that was sure of Han Yu and the others.
Zhang Biao looked at Han Yu, as long as Han Yu gave an order, he would never frown and rush over.
He never wanted to be so humiliated.
Han Yu shook his head. He didn't expect to buy a dilapidated house and cause such a big turmoil. Originally above the Sword Tide God Star, he decided to keep a low profile, but it seemed impossible.
He took a step and said lightly: "I can call Zhang Biao a dog, but you can't. You hurt the dignity of my dog. As the owner, I naturally want you to pay it back. I will give you a chance to Break your arm, and then compensate for a piece of spiritual marrow, I will spare you the pain of flesh and blood."