Chapter 235

"Die!"

Zijin was furious.

Remembering the humiliation she received in Hancheng last time, Zijin looked at Hanyun and her eyes became very fierce.

"My Lord, it's this man who established Niubi Pavilion and wanted me to submit to the Yuan state. It's just wishful thinking!"

Zijin looked at Han Yun and said with a sneer.

"Well..."

Han Yun was slightly stunned when he saw Zijin's proud look.

I saw the adult next to Zijin.

It was one of those who had just escaped from Huaxian valley. Seeing Han Yun, the man still had a touch of fear in his eyes.

"Yu Yuan's royal family, I put my words here today and hand over the cup emperor, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite!"

Han Yun stood in the void and said proudly.

"You're welcome, ha ha..."

Zijin burst into laughter when she heard Han Yun's words.

Then he looked at Han yundao with a mocking face:

"Boy, do you know who he is?"

"Who is he?"

Han Yun asked curiously.

"Hahaha... Boy, you should not know the seven ancient cities. These two adults are the disciples of the Hu family in the ancient city. What are you Niubi pavilion? In the eyes of the Hu family in Taiyuan City, you are just a group of grasshoppers."

Zijin said arrogantly.

"Grasshopper?"

Han Yun looked at the man with a strange look.

The man didn't see it. With his words, the faces of the two men next to him became more and more ugly.

"How's it going? Boy, are you afraid? I tell you, as long as you kneel down and call grandpa three times, my son Jin will intercede for you and let the three adults give you a good time!"

Zijin looked at Han Yun proudly.

"I'm really scared. I have old and young people, and dozens of wives to support. Well, let me go. Yu Yuanguo, I can't..."

Han Yun said with a frightened face.

"Boy, it's too late to beg for mercy now. The three adults have..."

"Shut up!"

A cold cry came, and Zijin's body immediately trembled.

Turning around, I saw the look of two men in Taiyuan, which was more ugly than eating Xiang.

"Hahaha..."

Han Yun couldn't help laughing.

What fun!

To satirize Han Yun with two adults is not to satirize the two Hu disciples in disguise.

"My lord..."

Seeing that the two adults looked so ugly, Zijin left the cold sweat on her forehead.

Although he is the crown prince of the Yuan state.

But in fact, he is just a slave of the Hu family. He must do whatever his disciples want him to do.

As for the royal family of the Yuan state.

In the eyes of the Hu family in Taiyuan City, they are just a few grasshoppers raised. If they are a little unhappy, they can change them directly.

"Han Yun, just wait to die!"

Zijin looked at Han Yun and said bitterly.

The last time he was in Hancheng, he suffered unprecedented humiliation. This time, he also lost face in front of three Hu disciples in Taiyuan.

In Zijin's heart.

I can't wait to tear Han Yun.

"Fuck you, I told you to shut up!"

The two Hu family disciples nearby finally couldn't help it and slapped them.

Zijin was directly beaten out.

Especially seeing Han Yun's sarcastic eyes, the more the two Hu disciples listened to Zijin, the more they felt humiliated.

"My lord..."

Zijin looked puzzled.

Don't you two adults usually like his flattery? Why are you so ungrateful today.

"Han Yun, what do you want to do?"

The two Hu disciples looked at Han Yun and asked coldly.

Han Yun came after him.

They already know why.

Jilong smells too strong.

"What do I want to do?"

Han Yun chuckled, then suddenly stepped forward and said coldly:

"Hand over the cup emperor, or all of you will die!"

A vast breath.

Spread from Han Yun.

From a distance, Han Yun's fighting spirit is towering, and a golden fighting spirit forms a golden ghost behind Han Yun.

The endless war spirit spread from Han Yun and set Han Yun off like an ancient god of war.

"You..."

Zijin looked pale.

Han Yun's momentum was as vast as heaven and earth. Looking at him, Zijin couldn't rise the slightest resistance in her heart. In her heart, a voice was frantically urging him to kneel down.

"Touch!"

Several disciples of the royal family in the Yuan Dynasty knelt down.

"Waste!"

The two Hu disciples were furious.

"Touch touch!"

Several palms and hands, several kneeling Royal disciples of Yu Yuan kingdom were directly patted and burst their heads and fell to the ground.

"My lord..."

Zijin's eyes flushed when she saw this scene.

Among the people who died in the shooting, there was his father.

"Poor!"

Han Yun couldn't help sighing.

Yu Yuan was proud of the Hu family in Taiyuan, but the Hu family's disciples did not pay attention to Yu Yuan's royal family at all.

Among the Hu disciples.

The royal family of the Yuan state was just a group of tools.

"Get out!"

He gave Zijin a cold look. The faces of the two Hu disciples were very cold.

"Han Yun, the cup emperor is the favorite beast of the witch Lord. It can't be given to you!"

Hu's disciple looked at Han Yun and said coldly.

"Can't you give it to me?"

Han Yun said to himself and suddenly burst into a drink.

"War"

"Level 6 crazy warrior burst!"

"Wuxian fight boxing!"

"Boom..."

Heaven and earth seemed to be broken, and came from the void with a destructive war spirit.

This fist seemed to come from chaos, and also seemed to be the judgment of heaven and earth. With the breath of indomitable progress, it flew directly at the two disciples of the Hu family.

A word disagrees.

Just do it!

Unexpectedly, the Hu family is unwilling to hand over the cup emperor. Why should Han Yun be polite.

"Roar... Magic ox boxing strength!"

"Qi Xuan works hard!"

Both of them, their faces changed greatly, and they attacked one after another madly.

However, with Han Yun's 32 times increased punch, the two strong men who had just started zhanzong didn't even stop at all.

Han Yun's fist strength hasn't fallen yet.

Their faces were already pale.

"Hum..."

When Han Yun saw this scene, a sneer arose from the corners of his mouth.

Han Yun doesn't like the Hu family very much.

"Presumptuous!"

Just when Han Yun thought that the fist was going to be solved by the two warring Zongs, a fierce drink suddenly came.

With this hard drink.

A layer of waves appeared in the void, an invisible force, and the crazy cloud of North and South Korea hit.

"Spirit attack!"

Han Yun's face changed.

"Soul cutting!"

The same invisible spirit power, crazy counterattack back.

"Touch!"

The void seemed to collide. Han Yun only felt the soul tremble and his body retreated quickly.

"Eh..."

There was a sound of wonder in the void.

Then an old figure appeared in front of Han Yun.