"Hurry, hurry, hurry up, if something goes wrong with the young master, we will all suffer."

"Who sent out those powerful men who suddenly appeared? Could it be the members of the Sikong family?"

"Now is not the time to talk about these things. Since someone intercepts us, there must be someone who wants to kill the young master."

The two running figures were the two elders of the Cao family, Cao Ren and Cao Yun.

The first and second levels of the Saint Warriors.

Although Yang Xiao and the other four were all second-level Saint Warriors, they could not intercept so many people at the first time. It is normal to have one or two fish that escaped the net. Besides, Yang Xiao specially practiced for Zhao Yu, so he would naturally let one or two of them over.

As for the Saint Fighting Warriors and the Great Fighting Warriors in the Huan Family... they were all stopped.

"No matter what, we must rush over as soon as possible, otherwise we will be unable to meet our death."

As soon as Cao Ren's voice fell, he saw the figure standing with a sword in the middle of the street. He didn't care too much and shouted: "Get away from the front."

Zhao Yu looked up slightly and got out of here? Is it possible?

Without saying a word, Zhao Yu suddenly took a step forward, and his energy shot out, and the aura belonging to the Saint Battle Warrior suddenly rose.

Cao Ren and Cao Yun paused suddenly, looking at Zhao Yu with a serious expression.

"Saint Warrior Level 1?"

"A first-level Saint Warrior actually came to intercept us and seek death."

Cao Yun's face was gloomy, but when he thought of Yang Xiao who was at the door of Huan's house before, he finally didn't say this.

It seems that the Saint Journey Warriors who have appeared recently are a bit unreasonable.

"Fellow Taoist, why are you blocking our way?" Cao Ren was a second-level Saint Fighting Warrior after all, and his mind was much more stable than Cao Yun. He did not take action immediately, but asked in a deep voice with his eyes squinted at Zhao Yu.

"Because, I'm happy." Zhao Yu said with a smile: "The battle there is so hot that it has already caused many people to suffer. Now, you two are still here and wait until the winner is decided there and then talk about other things. If you two insist on going over, I may not be able to intervene."

"Intervene? Fellow Daoist, do you know who we are?"

"I know, the people from the Cao family, don't pay attention to what their name is." Zhao Yu waved his hand. He had already read the information of the Cao family and his group, otherwise how could he take the little monk Yichan toward this side?

"Are you from that family?" Cao Ren's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he revealed their identity in one sentence. He dared to block their people here, so his identity is definitely not simple.

"I don't have a family, I have a little person." Zhao Yu shook his head gently.

"A little man dares to block the way to our Cao family, you are looking for death." Cao Yun did not have as good character as Cao Ren. When he heard Zhao Yu say that he was a little man, he suddenly took a step and galloped towards Zhao Yu.

Ten feet apart, it arrives in a flash.

bite!

A crisp sound rang out. Zhao Yu did not draw his sword, but he set up the Qilong sword. A big knife appeared in Cao Yun's hand.

The swords and swords add up, and only one inch away, the big sword will remove one of Zhao Yu's arm.

"I never thought of setting up a sword." Zhao Yu was still smiling, but now his smile fell into Cao Yun's eyes, which made him a little scary.

This is not a test, he is attacking with all his strength, he is too lazy to test anything, and he is an attack, but what about Zhao Yu? He actually held his attack, and the most important thing is... Zhao Yu seemed to have no burden at all.

"But since you have made a knife, it is inappropriate to come and not go."

As the words fell, the sword roared.

clang!

A cold light suddenly appeared, but... Zhao Yu did not draw the sword, and the Qilong sword was just pulled out three points and was stuffed back by Zhao Yu.

Behind him, Cao Ren had not relaxed his breath, but his pupils suddenly contracted.

Because, he could not sense his younger brother's breath.

Cao Yun, is he dead?

But... but the other party did not draw his sword, how could he die? Even if it was a fighting skill, it should have fluctuations, but just now, he didn't notice any fluctuations in his internal energy at all.

"You...you..." Cao Yun stared at Zhao Yu in horror. A stream of blood suddenly surged up from his throat. The next moment, he fell to the ground with his back.

Swords sound, people die.

The horror of sword drawing has completely reached a level after Zhao Yu became a Saint Fighting Warrior.

Or it should be said that all the martial arts skills have risen to one level after Zhao Yu became a Saint Fight Warrior.

Silently, he slashed people under the sword.

"You actually killed my brother, you dare to kill my brother, you..." Cao Ren was stunned. No matter what, Cao Yun was also a Saint Fighting Warrior, but how could he be killed silently by someone who is the first-level Saint Fighting Warrior when he met?

Cao Ren couldn't figure out this result no matter how he thought about it.

"Is this your brother?" Zhao Yu tilted his head, looking a little innocent: "Your brother has drawn his sword to kill me. Can't I fight back? As for killing him... To be honest, I didn't think about it, but I didn't expect that he was so weak that he couldn't even stop a move."

This really cannot be blamed on Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu really didn't want to kill people. It was enough to force the other party to retreat. There was no need to kill people. But he never thought that Cao Yun's strength was... so weak as a Saint Warrior.

It can be called vulnerable.

Cao Ren's eyes narrowed into a dangerous slit, and his murderous aura rolled on his body. Zhao Yu's words made him have nothing to say.

There is nothing to say about being killed by others because of poor skills, but as Cao Yun’s brother, he could not have thought that he had not seen it.

Not to mention that he saw it with his own eyes, even if he didn't see it, he wouldn't just pretend that this was not the case.

"You deserve to die."

"Oh no, it's not that I deserve to die." Zhao Yu shook his head gently: "I don't want to bully you. Although you are the second level of Saint Warrior, I don't think you can take my move, so I suggest you don't get angry. It's best to wait here for the matter over before making plans."

Zhao Yu shook his head gently. He was not a naughty man. When he came over, the information Yang Xiao reported to him was reported to him. The Cao family was not for the Zhou family, but for the Sikong family.

Mr. Qi once told me that if there are any problems or difficulties in the Sikong family, they must help.

Yes certain.

Therefore, Zhao Yu cannot be familiar with him as if he is ignored.

It’s not that Zhao Yu dares not kill people, but that he is too lazy to cause so many troubles. If the Cao family is sensible, then everything will be fine. Hello, I am sensible. Hello, everyone. If Zhao Yu is not sensible, then don’t blame Zhao Yu for being ruthless.

You know, before Zhao Yu came to this world, he was also a free-spirited master.

And he is very clear about the rules of this world, the strong prey on the weak, and the strong make the rules.

After receiving so much favor from Bajue Sect, he naturally had to repay him with courtesy.
Chapter completed!