"Oh, I'll just say, no matter how strong Mu Hanyan is, it's impossible to kill such a powerful beast without much effort. After listening to Zhao Zhiyuan's words, it made Zhao Xinghu psychologically balanced.

After all, his previous performance against that demon-eyed wind wolf was too unbearable, if Mu Hanyan was too eye-catching, his old face would really have no place to rest. Since Mu Hanyan didn't win easily, it wasn't too embarrassing for him to lose.

"Go and see, if she needs any elixir, give it to her. Zhao Xinghu has balanced his mind a little, and he is not so grudge against Mu Hanyan, no matter what, someone else just saved her life, he is a human and not a beast, and he is still a little grateful.

"Yes, I'll go. Zhao Zhiyuan responded. For the rest of his life, he knew that this world was so beautiful, and he didn't have the heart to think about the feud between the Zhao family and Mu Hanyan for the time being.

"Wait. Zhao Zhiyuan was about to leave, but was pulled by Ou Mingming.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Ou Mingming suspiciously.

"Don't you think now is the best opportunity to get rid of Mu Hanyan?" Ou Mingzhi lowered his voice and said with a gloomy face.

"What!" Zhao Xinghu's uncle and nephew looked at Ou Mingming in surprise. didn't expect that he had only seen Mu Hanyan's terrifying strength, and he would dare to fight Mu Hanyan's idea.

"You have all seen Mu Hanyan's strength, unless your entire Zhao family, including the right priest, bow your head to her and admit your mistakes, otherwise sooner or later there will be a disaster of annihilation, right now Mu Hanyan and the demon eye wind wolf are both defeated, it is the best time to get rid of him, if you miss this time, I am afraid there will be no chance." Ou Mingming said.

Zhao Xinghu's uncle and nephew looked at each other, thinking that they were ruthless enough, this Ou Mingming was actually more ruthless than them. But after thinking about it carefully, they also felt that his words had some truth, in order to force Mu Hanyan to come to Heimu Prison to die, Zhao Xinghong could be said to be a bad means, and even disregarded the identity of the right priest, Mu Hanyan's resentment towards their Zhao family can be imagined, and he will become a big disaster one day.

Right now, Mu Hanyan and the demon-eyed mad wolf are both defeated, but it is indeed the best chance to get off.

The amount is small and not a gentleman, not poisonous and not a husband, and a ruthless color flashed in the eyes of the two at the same time. But after thinking about it, I sighed in unison.

It is said that both sides are defeated, but who knows to what extent Mu Hanyan was injured? Zhao Xinghu's injuries have just recovered, and his already suppressed strength has been greatly reduced, and the strength of Zhao Zhiyuan and others may not be able to do what Mu Hanyan does, and rash action is probably a dead end.

Seeing the two sighing, Ou Mingzhi knew that the two of them were afraid of Mu Hanyan's strength, and they didn't dare to make up their final decisions, so they couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

In contrast, their Ou family and Mu Hanyan have a deeper hatred, if they can't get rid of her, the Lingyu Temple will never be able to regain the reputation of the number one formation, and their Ou family will be drowned sooner or later by the other priest families, he wants to be the next chief priest, dream of it.

"Alas, it would be nice if my cousin was here, as long as he was there, not to mention that Mu Hanyan and the Demon Eye Wind Wolf were both defeated, even if their strength was not damaged at all, it would be impossible for him to be his opponent. Just when he was secretly disappointed, he heard Zhao Zhiyuan say unwillingly.

"Your cousin?" Ou Zhizhi is not the first time he has heard Zhao Zhiyuan mention his party brother, every time he mentions it, Zhao Zhiyuan is a leisurely fascination, he is curious about him, the cousin who has not seen the end of the dragon.

"I haven't seen this cousin either, I only know that he was exiled in his early years, and he was only recently found by the family and used the ancestral phantom blood magic to verify his identity. It is said that although he has not been cultivating divine arts for a long time, he is the most outstanding cultivation genius in the history of my Zhao family, and even those legendary ancestors may not be able to compare their talents.

Because he cultivated the law of death, he was afraid of delaying his future, so my father sent him to the Temple of Death after consulting with several elders, and in just one year, no one in the younger generation of the Temple of Death was his opponent, and even many of the priests who had been famous for a long time were injured in his hands, and even the chief priest of the Temple of Death treated him differently and accepted him under his disciples, which was regarded as the personal disciple of the Lord Death. Zhao Zhiyuan said.

When he first heard the legend of this distant cousin, he was actually a little jealous, but then the jaw-dropping news came back, and he knew that he didn't even have the qualifications to be jealous, and he knew that he was from a side line, and no matter how strong his strength was, it was impossible for him to compete with him for the position of young master, so he completely let go of his jealousy, and only fanatical worship remained.

After listening to Zhao Zhiyuan's words, Ou Zhizhi looked at Zhao Zhiyuan with a shocked expression.

For more than a year, if an ordinary person is replaced, even if he passes the priest assessment, he cannot have too strong strength, Zhao Zhiyuan, a distant cousin, has become the leader of the younger generation of the Temple of Death, and has injured several Divine Heart Priests who have been famous for a long time. If he didn't know Zhao Zhiyuan a little, he knew that although this person was arrogant and domineering, he was by no means a person who spoke his mouth, and he thought he was listening to myths.

"Now you believe my words, if my cousin is here, even if Mu Hanyan's strength is not damaged in the slightest, he will definitely not be his opponent. Zhao Zhiyuan said with some pride.

"Then what is the name of this cousin, Young Master Zhao, I must get acquainted with it if I have the opportunity. Ou Mingming asked movingly.

He didn't really want to get to know each other, and he knew that he didn't have that qualification, but he just wanted to know the name first, so as not to know when he accidentally offended this great god and how he died.

"His name is ......" Zhao Zhiyuan was slightly stunned as soon as he said this, then took out a messenger, looked at it a few times, and said with a look of surprise, "It's my cousin, he has received the news I sent earlier, and he is coming." ”

He was forced to the edge of the abyss by the group of strange beasts before, so he hurriedly sent a message to everyone who could ask for help, because his cousin had not yet arrived when they entered the Blackwood Prison, so he didn't have much hope, who knew that he actually rushed to the Hidden Dragon Abyss at the last moment and also came to the Blackwood Prison.

"He's really here, then ......" Zhao Xinghong was also surprised, and subconsciously looked at Mu Hanyan.

Zhao Zhiyuan and Ou Zhizhi looked at Mu Hanyan at the same time, and their eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent.

Mu Hanyan didn't know that Zhao Xinghu's uncle and nephew had murderous intentions against her again at Ou Mingming's instigation, and her mind had entered the emptiness again.

Constantly running the exercises, urging the strength and spiritual power with all her strength, and at the same time condensing the divine thoughts to the extreme, in her mind, there were bursts of stinging pain again, and there was also a heart-rending pain in the meridians, but the wonderful power never appeared again.