"Han Ming, don't you feel shameful to bully an unarmed maid like this?" Zhao Hu said coldly.

"Shameful? If you hit Han Tian, ​​it would be equivalent to hitting me. At Qingyun Academy, no one dared to mess with me." Han Ming said as he stepped on Xiao Cui's face and said to Han Tian behind him: "Xiao Tian, ​​go up and let him crawl over from the ground of your crotch. If he doesn't crawl, I will directly stomp on this girl's head."

"Hehe, thank you Brother Han Ming!" Han Tian said, and walked forward a few steps forward staggeringly.

"Zhao Hu, come and crawl quickly, otherwise this maid's head would be trampled."

"Don't crawl!" Xiao Cui curled up on the ground and made a faint sound.

Zhao Hu clenched his fists, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said with hatred: "Okay, I'll crawl!"

Zhao Hu walked slowly to Han Tian's side, squatted down, looking like he was about to climb over Han Tian's crotch.

"Hahaha, Zhao Hu, aren't you very arrogant? Didn't you say you should hit me once? Climb over from the ground of my crotch!" Looking at Zhao Hu who was squatting down, Han Tian mocked loudly.

"Climb!"

Zhao Hu lowered his head and squinted his eyes. A cold light flashed. He grabbed Han Tian's feet with his right hand and used a little force. A huge force burst out directly [8-linked, and the sound of bone fracture sounded. Han Tian's left bone shattered instantly. The severe pain made Han Tian wail loudly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hu picked up Han Tian without waiting for Han Ming to react and threw it directly at Han Ming as a weapon. Looking at Han Tian who was thrown by Zhao Hu, Han Ming held up his hands and caught Han Tian. The powerful force came from Han Tian, ​​causing Han Ming to retreat several steps involuntarily to the rear.

At the same time, Zhao Hu rushed over quickly, picked up Xiao Cui who was curled up on the ground, and ran to the distance!

"I want to leave? It's not that easy!" Seeing that Zhao Hu wanted to escape, Han Ming quickly threw Han Tian down and chased him in the direction where Zhao Hu ran away.

Han Ming has the strength of a warrior and warrior level seven. He learned some keen body skills and was very fast. In a moment, Han Ming caught up with Zhao Hu, made a claw with his right hand, and grabbed Zhao Hu's head directly.

"Go to die!" Zhao Hu roared, and the body-building technique was activated. His whole body power was concentrated in one punch and directly smashed towards Han Ming. The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the fists and palms were connected, and the huge force was transmitted to Han Ming's arm.

Rub! With a crisp sound, Han Ming's arm broke directly, and his body threw it back like a kite with broken strings, and fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face.

"Young guys, come out and beat Zhao Hu to death!" Han Ming covered his arms and shouted loudly in pain.

Han Ming's voice, five guards who were hiding from the countryside, quickly surrounded Zhao Hu. These five guards had the worst strength of a warrior apprentice level 8, and one of them had become a formal warrior and had the power of fighting spirit. At the same time, all of these five guards were holding wooden sticks.

As soon as Zhao Hu was surrounded, one of the guards waved the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it directly at Zhao Hu's head.

Listening to the sound of breaking through the air caused by the wooden stick dancing, Zhao Hu's expression changed slightly, and he waved his right fist out to meet the wooden stick.

"Bang!" Zhao Hu's right fist directly blocked the stick, but the stick did not break, instead shocking Zhao Hu's right hand a little numb.

It's a stick of a mortal weapon!

Weapons also have grades, from second to superior ones, are mortals, magical tools, spiritual tools, treasures, celestial tools, immortal tools, and divine tools. Mortals and magical tools are relatively common weapons. Mortals cannot inject energy into the body, but they are very hard. If it were an ordinary stick, it would have been broken long ago under the bombardment of Zhao Hu's fist.

"Why are you still standing there? Keep fighting!" Han Ming, whose arm was broken, glared fiercely at the five guards who stopped and ordered loudly.

Except for the guard who had become a warrior, the other four warriors who had level 8 all waved the sticks in their hands and smashed them towards Zhao Hu. Zhao Hu held Xiao Cui in his left hand and was surrounded by four people, so he could only protect his head with his right hand.

Although as long as the dantian is not destroyed, even the serious injury can be cured with elixirs, if you get a severe blow to the head, you may become a fool.

"Pula!" The stick kept hitting Zhao Hu's right arm. Zhao Hu could only continuously use the body-building technique to absorb the surrounding heaven and earth energy and repair the damaged right arm.

Scratch! With a crisp sound, Zhao Hu's right arm was overwhelmed and was interrupted by a wooden stick, and his body fell to the ground.

Standing aside, Han Ming, who was covering his right arm, saw Zhao Hu being knocked to the ground, the guard stopped the attack and roared loudly: "Continue to fight for me, I will be responsible if I beat you to death!"

After receiving the order, the four guards squirted to Zhao Hu without any sympathy.

"Master Zhao Hu, don't worry about Xiao Cui, they will beat you to death." Xiao Cui felt very distressed when she looked at Zhao Hu who was holding her in her arms and constantly being hit by wooden sticks.

Feeling the pain from his back, and seeing that the guard did not stop, Zhao Hu was completely angry, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the blood in his body instantly burned, and an extremely powerful force surged out of Zhao Hu's blood.

"Ah!" Accompanied by a roar, a powerful red Yuan power that emitted a strong bloody smell exploded directly from Zhao Hu. The four guards were directly shaken away, fell to the ground and vomited blood, moaning continuously.

At this time, Zhao Hu stood up, his blood-red eyes stared at Han Ming tightly, and a cold murderous aura was released from Zhao Hu's body and enveloped Han Ming's body.

The blood-red eyes and cold evil spirit made Han Ming take a few steps back, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Hurry, stop Zhao Hu, that guy must have taken Elder Liu's advanced pills." Han Ming looked at Zhao Hu's changes, retreated repeatedly, and shouted at the warrior guard who had fighting spirit.

The warrior guard with fighting spirit heard Han Ming's shouting and moved his body and directly blocked Zhao Hu's way. His hands turned into countless fist shadows and attacked Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu did not dodge or dodge, and let the fist of the warrior guard hit him, shaking red ripples, but the fist did not fall on Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu, who used the secret technique of the Blood Magic to burn blood in his body and gained great power, was like a human-shaped beast, with great power and indestructible power. The small warrior was no match for him at all.

Zhao Hu, who let the warrior's fist hit him, snorted coldly, clenched his right hand into a fist, and smashed the warrior's body with the whistling sound of the wind.

"Bang!" Zhao Hu's fist directly smashed through the chest of the warrior's guard, blood splattering everywhere, blood was blurred.

Afterwards, Zhao Hu walked slowly towards Han Ming with a pair of blood-red eyes.

Looking at Zhao Hu who was constantly approaching, Han Ming was already scared, his legs trembled, and he begged for mercy with fear on his face, "Zhao Hu, please, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

When Zhao Hu heard Han Ming begging for mercy, he ignored it at all. He was forced to burn blood and lose his life, so that he could get powerful power. How could he easily bypass Han Ming? Now Zhao Hu doesn't think about anything, just want to kill Han Ming to vent his anger.

Xiao Cui, who was lying on the ground, felt the cold murderous aura coming from Zhao Hu. He knew that Zhao Hu wanted to kill Han Ming, and his heart tightened and immediately shouted loudly: "Master Zhao Hu, don't kill Han Ming!"

Han Ming is the nephew of the director of Qingyun Academy. If Han Ming is killed by Zhao Hu, Zhao Hu will definitely not be able to survive.

"Don't kill me, kill me, don't even think about living!" Han Ming retreated repeatedly, maintaining his last calmness. Zhao Hu in front of him was really terrible!

"Young Master Zhao Hu, don't kill him!" Xiao Cui said in dissuasion.

"Xiao Cui, you still plead for him like this!" Zhao Hu stopped moving forward and frowned slightly.

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, Han Ming felt nervous and quickly said: "Zhao Hu, we have written off this matter today, and we will not be in trouble with you and Xiao Cui!"

Hearing Han Ming's words, Zhao Hu slowly turned his head and looked at Han Ming coldly and said, "A stroke is not that easy."

"Zhao Hu, don't bully people too much. It is already a serious crime to kill a warrior guard. If I report to the college law enforcement team, you will never be able to have a good time." Han Ming immediately threatened loudly when he heard Zhao Hu's words.

"Report to the law enforcement team? I am not even a soldier apprentice, and I can beat so many of you. If the superiors find out, who do you think they will favor? Not only will they not punish me, but they will also vigorously train me." Zhao Hu said coldly.

"What do you want?" Han Ming said with a gloomy expression.

"If you hurt me, forget it. If you hurt Xiao Cui, just take 100 taels of broken silver as compensation."

"What? One hundred taels?" As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, Han Ming couldn't help but exclaimed loudly. One hundred taels of silver was a large amount for him.

"What? I think it's too little? That's right. Why is your eldest son of Qingyun Academy worth only 100 taels of silver?" Zhao Hu said with a sneer when he heard Han Ming's scream.

Seeing the sneer on Zhao Hu's face, Han Ming took out a liang of gold from his pocket helplessly and threw it to Zhao Hu reluctantly.

Zhao Hu smiled, took the gold, stuffed it into his pocket, and directly carried Xiao Cui away from the grass field.

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Chapter completed!