Mo Datong was really furious.

A few days ago, the father and son died under Han Yu's knife, and today, his wife was cut by Han Yu's throat again.

At this moment, Mo Datong's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted angrily: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." ”

"Han Yu, I must use your blood to pay tribute to my father, wife and children. ”

He wanted to kill people to vent his anger, and he even wanted to eat Han Yu's flesh and blood.

There was no one around Mo Datong, and all the children of the World Alliance he brought with him died under Han Yu's knife, so he could only step forward in person.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Mo Datong hesitated like a madman for a few words, and finally picked up his sword and rushed over.

As far as Han Yu's performance just now was concerned, he knew that he was not an opponent, but what did it matter?

Mo Datong's entire family is dying, what does it mean for him to live alone?

Therefore, Mo Datong slammed his hand and vowed to clean up Han Yu and strive to die together.

"Brush, brush!"

At the fastest speed in his life, Mo Datong stabbed out with a long sword, and even rushed over with a sword.

Han Yu faced the sword qi and sneered: "It's all you who asked for it, no wonder who it is." ”

Han Yu pulled out a knife, and Jing Zhongyue slashed out calmly.

This move doesn't have so many fancy moves, there aren't so many complicated variations, it's just a simple knife, but with endless power.

Wherever the blade passed, the majestic murderous aura annihilated everything.

When—

A strong sound of metal clashing was heard.

Rose and Yang Teng's eyelids jumped, and they both trembled involuntarily, because they both felt the wanton pouring killing intent.

I don't know how long it took for the strong sound of the sword clashing to cease.

Bang Dong –

The broken sword falls to the ground.

Mo Datong stood in place, motionless, his eyes blank, his expression was dull, like a walking corpse, without any life.

After a few moments, a vertical blood mark appeared on Mo Datong's forehead, which soon began to spread, and finally hung down to his nose.

Blood dripped on the ground, and immediately after, Mo Datong fell limply and died.

He didn't blink, and he didn't seem to be reconciled.

Indeed, Mo Datong didn't understand until he died, Han Yu dared to kill him, he was a person from the General Alliance, and Yu Shuai was still inside, why wasn't he afraid?

After the enemy died, the murderous aura on Han Yu's body subsided, and he turned back into a calm ordinary person, as if he didn't kill the people all over the ground.

Decisive killing, free retraction.

This is Han Yu!

Yang Teng took a deep breath, a little overwhelmed.

He wanted to prevent Han Yu and Mo Datong from clashing, but who knew that Han Yu would kill Mo Datong and others in a blink of an eye.

It's really a big deal this time, I don't know what Yu Shuai's attitude will be towards this?

However, with such a big thing happening here, why didn't Yu Shuai show up? What the hell is going on?

"Han Yu, why don't you leave first, while Yu Shuai didn't come out. ”

Yang Teng's throat was a little dry, but he still struggled to squeeze out this sentence.

He had received Han Yu's favor, so naturally he didn't want Han Yu to be killed by Yu Shuai, he would rather choose to take the blame.

When he said this, Yang Teng's face was obviously a little paler, and he looked even haggard.

Han Yu didn't respond, Jing Zhongyue waved again, and with a sharp blade, he actually cut off Mo Datong's head.

"President Yang, take me to meet Yu Shuai. ”

Han Yu instructed Rose again: "Bring Mo Datong's head." ”

Han Yu didn't think about escaping, and decided to face Yu Shuai in person.

Such a big thing happened here, and Yu Shuai has not moved, what does this mean?

Han Yu thought that this was a signal, so he wanted to take a gamble, and when he saw Yu Shuai, he might be fine.

If he really escaped, Han Yu believed that this would be a catastrophe.

Yang Teng was silent for a while, glanced at Han Yu deeply, and walked in front.

He knew Han Yu's character and did not continue to dissuade him.

Under the guidance of Yang Teng, Han Yu walked through the courtyard alley and came to the innermost mansion.

The door of the house was open, and two guards stood on either side.

The two guards stared ahead without squinting, ignoring Han Yu and the others.

Han Yu, who had always been aware of his keen aura, was aware that these two guards were both cultivators in the late stage of the realm.

Yu Shuai's guards, cultivation is so terrifying?

Han Yu couldn't help frowning, so what is Yu Shuai's own strength?

The door was open, but Yang Teng didn't dare to enter rashly, he came to one of the guards and said respectfully that he wanted to see Yu Shuai.

The guard didn't say anything, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced inside, motioning for Yang Teng to go in by himself.

Yang Teng nodded, glanced at Han Yu, and then led him in.

The hall was decorated in an antique manner, and after Han Yu entered, he felt like he was in an ancient mansion.

In front of him was a middle-aged man in a white robe, with a fair complexion, and he looked sickly weak, giving people the feeling of a sick scholar.

He sat on a chair next to the solid wood round table, holding a celadon teacup in his hand and a worn-out book in the other, looking at it in a daze, ignoring Han Yu who came in.

This person is Yu Shuai?

That decisive and ruthless Yu Shuai?

It was difficult for Han Yu to connect Yu Shuai in everyone's eyes with the sick middle-aged man in front of him.

However, after Han Yu came in, his gaze kept wandering over him and never left.

This fair, clean and weak middle-aged man with a bit of morbidity, or a scholar, looks ordinary at first glance, and he is estimated to not be able to make any waves when thrown in the sea of people.

But when Han Yu looked at it carefully, he could slowly sense the momentum of the superior on his body, and directly taught Han Yu to be in awe.

He is very well hidden, and the surface is just a disguise!

Han Yu continued to stare at it, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to see the murderous intent that the weak man was deeply buried, with a faint feminine violence.

Danger Person!

After staring at it for a moment, Han Yu was shocked, and he felt an inexplicable chill that penetrated his heart, from the back of his head to the heels.

It was a terrible chill, and the straight people panicked and felt uncomfortable.

Han Yumang stabbed his back, panicked in his heart, and retracted his gaze in horror.

These successive changes in sensation are all changed in an instant, and the reality is only a time of three or two breaths.

At the moment, Han Yu no longer dared to look directly at Yu Shuai.

"Yang Teng, president of the Yuzhou Tianxia League Branch, has seen Yu Shuai. ”

When Han Yu's thoughts were frightened, Yang Teng had already begun to meet his boss.

When he said this, Yang Teng couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He is dozens of years old, and he is used to seeing wind and waves, and his mood is naturally not comparable to that of some juniors, but in front of Yu Shuai, he is still subject to that faint majesty.

Although the momentum is light, it cannot be ignored, and it has been entangled in my heart, and I dare not be disrespectful for a long time!

Yu Shuai didn't make a sound, just gently shook the celadon teacup in his hand, didn't raise his eyes, looked at the worn-out scroll in his hand, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Han Yu and Yang Teng didn't dare to make a sound, but they felt that every minute and second here was torment.

Rose was even more uncomfortable, she was afraid of the middle-aged man in front of her, especially with Mo Datong's head in her hand.

"Yu Shuai?"

I don't know how long it took, Yang Teng asked tentatively again.

Yu Shuai had a strange temper, he knew it, so he just asked softly, almost inaudible, because he didn't dare to disturb too much.

Yu Shuai still didn't make a sound, but the hand holding the celadon teacup shook slightly.

Zheng –

Yu Shuai gently tapped the celadon teacup with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

This voice went straight into the ears of Han Yu and the others, causing their hearts to tremble fiercely, and the whole person was not good.

Yu Shuai's actions were not over yet, his eyes flashed, and Yu Guang showed indifference.

Whoosh –

The celadon teacup flew out in Yu Shuai's hand, and with a fierce wind, it went straight to Han Yu's front door.

The atmosphere was suddenly solemn, full of cold murderous intent, and the air was invisibly cold.

Han Yu looked at the celadon teacup that came in a hurry, felt the infinite pressure, stiffened, unable to move, and couldn't raise the mind to resist.

The celadon teacup got closer and closer, and finally appeared in Han Yu's pupils......