Chapter 1243 One Move to Rectify the Name
However, the words of Hanshan Temple still have a great deterrent effect. From now on, whoever wants to touch Han Yu has to weigh it carefully.
Although Han Shansi is not a top powerhouse, it is not fun for a master of his level to take revenge. What's more, the power behind Han Yu is not limited to Hanshan Temple.
"What my senior brother said, I stole the Tianshan Mountains." Jade Man Chui echoed faintly. Although his voice was not loud, no one dared to ignore it.
"It's also what my Sun family said." Sun Laoya said.
This is enough to deter any force, any person.
Han Yu's fists were clenched tightly, his blood was boiling, and it was a blessing for him to meet such a friend in his life. Although this calamity should be over, Han Yu still feels a little unhappy in his heart.
Relying on the strength of others is not his way. He wants to use his own ability to look down upon the sky, and let those who harbor ill intentions look up to him.
Han Yu's blood was burned again, and it was unprecedentedly fierce.
"Hahaha..." Suddenly, a very ironic laughter sounded, and a young man walked out from the Zhao family's camp.
This person was in his early twenties, with a pair of sword eyebrows, a face like a crown of jade, an extraordinary bearing, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, with an insolent expression.
"The dignified Sky Swallowing Demon Body has to hide under the wings of others to survive. It's an insult to the word 'invincible'. If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to live!" The young man looked straight at Han Yu with irony color.
"Hmph, which onion are you? If you hadn't been protected by the Zhao family, you would be a piece of shit in my eyes!" Han Yu didn't speak, and Sun Dahou was furious.
"You..." The young man was anxious, and a murderous light flashed in his eyes.
"What are you, come and fight me if you have the ability, and see how I kill you!" Sun Dahou stepped forward with a murderous look.
The young man gritted his teeth, but he held back in the end. His purpose of coming here was to kill Han Yu, and he didn't want to cause trouble.
Of course, he had heard of Sun Dahou's reputation. Although he was not afraid, he was not completely sure of defeating him. Han Yu was different. The last time he was in Zhao's house, he was severely injured by Zhao Xinggang and was dying. His injury had not lasted for a year or so, and it was impossible to recover. Even though he seemed to be fine now, the young man thought that Han Yu There must have been serious internal injuries.
Killing Han Yu can not only get rid of a scourge, but also make a name for himself, so why not do it.
Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, he looked at Han Yu provocatively, and said sarcastically: "You have to rely on others even to deal with me. Is what I said wrong?"
Han Yu sneered secretly, and he had already guessed what he was thinking just after the other party stood up. Walking forward slowly, he said, "What advice do you have?"
The young man said calmly, "Of course I want to kill you and eliminate harm for the people!"
After the young man finished speaking, he looked at Hanshan Temple and said, "You said, you won't interfere in the rivalry among peers. I will kill him in front of you today."
Han Shansi snorted coldly, and said: "Boy, be careful that Fengda flashes his tongue. I'm not as shameless as the people of your Zhao family. If the young ones can't win, the old ones will go up, and if the old ones can't win, the whole family will go up."
This remark made many people want to laugh, but considering the power of the Zhao family, many people dare not laugh. The people of the Sun family were different, they laughed unscrupulously, some were rocked.
After Han Shansi finished speaking, he looked at Han Yu and said, "Teach this brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth well, and let everyone see that our Han family is no worse than Zhao's. Save his life and save time for Zhao." The people at home will deal with you again by bullying the small!"
Han Yu smiled slightly and strode forward.
The members of the Zhao family were obviously afraid and didn't want to continue the war, but they sent someone here just to deal with Han Yu, so it can only be said that their calculations were wrong.
The young man glanced coldly at the laughing Sun family members, and finally his eyes fell on Han Yu, becoming extremely resentful.
"Death!" The young man shouted, raised his palm and slammed it at Han Yu.
"Buzz..."
The moment the young man clapped his hands, four black tornadoes instantly formed around him. The tornadoes moved like pythons, rushed towards the young man, wrapped around his arms, and finally gathered on his palm. Then the four tornadoes turned into a tornado, and the center of the tornado formed a huge energy palm print, smashing into Han Yu through the air.
Just that energy palm print can open mountains and crack the ground, coupled with the support of tornadoes, the power is even more terrifying.
The young man used his unique skill, the high-level supernatural power of the mysterious level, Storm Dragon Palm.
Although he thought that Han Yu's injury hadn't healed yet, he was extremely cautious, and his move was a killer move, and he wanted to kill Han Yu with one move.
As soon as this palm was released, many senior masters were moved by it.
The power of this palm is enough to beat the average master of the first level of the Martial Emperor. You must know that between the realm of the Martial Emperor and the peak of the Martial King, there is a chasm between them, so it is almost impossible to fight across the ranks.
Many people who can easily fight one or two levels higher in the Martial Emperor realm, it is difficult to fight one level higher here.
"Zhao Mingqiao is one of the ten heroes of the Zhao family, a top genius in the cultivation world, even in the face of the invincible system, I am afraid that he is not weak at all."
"This palm, few people in the same realm can catch it, even if it is an invincible physique, I am afraid it is a tie with him!"
Although Han Yu's achievements had already been spread on the ancient level, many people were shocked by Zhao Mingqiao's palm, and they were unable to make an accurate judgment.
Han Yu unleashed the Fire Cloud Cthulhu, who was exactly the same as him, let out a long roar, as if the God of Fire had descended into the world, rushed towards the Storm Dragon Palm, and punched out.
"boom!"
The terrifying explosion made the mountains tremble.
A look of astonishment flashed in Zhao Mingqiao's eyes. The supernatural power displayed by Han Yu was no less powerful than his Storm Dragon Palm, as if nothing happened.
"Boom!"
The palm print was cut into pieces, the tornado collapsed, and Han Yu's Huoyun evil god still had a cluster of flames, which turned into a stream of light and slammed into Zhao Mingqiao.
"Boom!"
The flame hit Zhao Mingqiao's chest and exploded. Zhao Mingqiao's chest was scorched in an instant, and the impact of the flames was very powerful, like a fireball hitting him, which made his heart feel stuffy, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.
Wanting luck to stop the momentum of flying backwards, he was shocked to find that the meridian had broken.
"How is this possible?" Zhao Mingqiao could only let his body fly away, his eyes stared at Han Yu like dead fish eyes, with an incredulous look on his face.
In the rear, many members of the Zhao family changed color, especially Zhao Xinggang.
He expected that Han Yu would not recover within half a year, so why is there nothing wrong now?