Chapter 1185 Another Brother Comes

"Zhao Mingguang is a sinister and vicious person. Han Yu falls into his hands this time, and he will die if he doesn't die!"

"The grievances between the younger generation, the older generation took action, and the people of the Zhao family went too far."

"Han Yu assassinated Zhao Mingchen and Zhao Mingxi's mounts first, and he was not a good man. Zhao Yuchuan's move was just to seek justice, and he didn't want Han Yu's life. It's not a shameful thing."

People secretly discuss.

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 ancient level. But Zhao Yuchuan happened for a reason, and everyone felt it was understandable.

After all, Han Yu's ability is there. 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 about it, it's natural that the big one has come forward.

Zhao Mingguang kept torturing Han Yu, doing everything he could.

He pressed Han Yu's wounds one by one, bleeding all over his body, and turned into a gourd of blood. Some people can't stand it anymore.

However, Han Yu was unusually stubborn, and he just kept silent, looking at Zhao Mingguang coldly.

"My surname is Zhao, I will pay back ten times what my brother has suffered today!" Sun Dahou was furious. Zhao Mingguang was so vicious that it hurt to watch him beside him, and he was horrified.

"Hmph, take care of yourself first." Zhao Mingguang glanced at Sun Dahou coldly, and pressed his finger on the wound on Han Yu's chest.

Han Yu's sternum had already been shattered, and when Zhao Mingguang pressed it, there was a sound of bones breaking, and blood gushed out continuously.

On Han Yu's forehead, cold sweat rolled down like raindrops, and his teeth chattered from the pain, wanting to die.

Zhao Mingguang, on the other hand, showed no mercy at all. The more miserable Han Yu looked, the more he enjoyed and felt happier.

"ah!"

Sun Dahou was furious, murderous, and roared to the sky. He wanted to break free from the shackles of the beam of light, but the beam of light was too evil, no matter how hard Sun Dahou tried, he couldn't break free.

Sun Dahou's eyes were red, and his tiger eyes were wide open. He looked at Zhao Yuchuan with hatred and shouted, "Let my brother go! Otherwise, I will kill every member of your Zhao family in the future."

If ordinary people say this, it will inevitably cause everyone to laugh and laugh. But Sun Dahou's words like this have a certain deterrent effect. At least for the younger generation of the Zhao family, there are few people who are Sun Dahou's opponents.

Zhao Yuchuan frowned and said, "Mingguang, it's almost done!"

Suddenly, a sinister smile appeared on Zhao Mingguang's face, and he said, "Your surname is Han, you said that if I give you a sword in your dantian, what will happen!"

Zhao Mingguang pointed at the sword together, and the sword was glowing.

"Boy, how dare you!" Sun Dahou was taken aback. The 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 raised slightly, and he quietly stabbed at Han Yu's dantian with his finger sword.

"Your surname is Han, you should have thought that today will come!" Zhao Mingguang was immediately delighted. 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, I will surely tear you to pieces in the future!"

At this moment, a wave of wind and waves suddenly formed around Han Yu, hitting Zhao Mingguang's chest squarely.

"ah!"

Zhao Mingguang let out a scream, spurted a mouthful of blood, and flew away like a kite with a broken string. Beside Han Yu, a figure suddenly appeared.

Everyone was surprised, who dared to hit Zhao Mingguang so hard in front of Zhao Yuchuan. Although Zhao Mingguang was not killed, it was enough for Zhao Mingguang to suffer.

When they saw the person who came, everyone was taken aback, and the people in Wuji Hall were even more incredible.

This person is wearing a white robe and carrying a large black iron sword on his back. His whole body is as hard and cold as his sword. He is Gong Chaoyang of the Wuji Palace.

At this time, everyone discovered that many old masters had already come out of the cloud palace, and it seemed that the investigation of the saint's tomb had come to an end.

"Gong Chaoyang, what do you mean?" Zhao Yuchuan asked coldly, frowning.

"A master of the third level of the Martial Emperor, armed with a top-level imperial soldier, is attacking a junior. I want to ask, what do you mean?" Gong Chaoyang said, his voice was colder than his.

"I'm afraid you can't control how I do it?" Zhao Yuchuan said in a deep voice.

In terms of seniority, Gong Chaoyang was still his senior, but Gong Chaoyang beat Zhao Mingguang seriously, which made him angry.

"Whether I killed a young man from your Zhao family or not, you don't care about it?" Gong Chaoyang said forcefully.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Zhao family was stunned.

Who doesn't know the ancient forces, Gong Chaoyang is a different kind, always acting recklessly, playing cards not according to common sense. And, he did what he said.

"What do you mean? As far as I know, Han Yu and you have a lot of grievances and grievances, right?" Zhao Yuchuan's expression became serious.

"The grievances and grievances between me in Wuji Palace and Han Yu have been wiped out in the Mahle Gobi. Now, he is my brother!" Gong Chaoyang said.

When I said the word brother, I felt a little weird in my heart.

This remark shocked many people. Gong Chaoyang is almost two hundred years old, and it's unbelievable to call Han Yu his brother.

The Son of Promise stood there in a daze, with mixed emotions in his heart.

"It's no wonder that after he went back, he ordered no one to touch Han Yu again. It turned out that there was another reason. I don't know what ability Han Yu has to make him, who has always been defiant, swore to him?"

There are countless question marks in the mind of Son of Promise.

"Shua!" The beam of light shining on Han Yu and Sun Dahou was retracted.

"For your sake today, please forgive 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 Dahou's lungs were about to explode. He glared at Zhao Yuchuan and said, "Our brothers will definitely get back today's debt."

Zhao Yuchuan put away the demon mirror and dismissed Sun Dahou.

Although Sun Dahou and Han Yu have shown extraordinary potential, people from the imperial family have never known how to write when they are afraid.

"Master, do you want me to kill Zhao Mingguang to vent this anger for you?" Gong Chaoyang sent a voice transmission to Han Yu.

Han Yu shook his head, Zhao Mingguang, he will do it himself.

A strong energy entered Han Yu's body, and Gong Chaoyang began to heal Han Yu's wounds.

The people around did not leave, they looked at Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu strangely. It was unprecedented that such two people were actually brothers. They were all curious about how Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu became brothers.

If everyone knew that Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu were not brothers, but a master-student relationship, and that Han Yu was still a master, the entire ancient level would probably explode.