"Injured!" Zhong Mingyu looked at the four Haotian guardians, and his expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely ugly and gloomy.
The four Haotian guardians went to greet the people from the Qijue Demon Palace and the Ghost Prison Gate, but they did not come back with these people. But when they came back now, they were injured. How could Zhong Mingyu not be angry!
Jueying King and Guitongren saw Zhong Mingyu's reaction in their eyes, but they had a downcast look on their face, and the corners of their mouths twitched into smiles, looking coldly and teasingly.
"First Guardian!" At this time, four Haotian Guardians came with everyone, looked at Zhong Mingyu, and shouted with embarrassment.
"What's going on?" Zhong Mingyu's face was so gloomy that it dripped blood, and he roared, without any concern about Jueying King and Gui Tongren.
"This..." One of the guardians looked very ugly and hesitated to speak.
"Tell the truth!" Zhong Mingyu shouted, fierce sword intent surged throughout his body, and sword blades formed faintly in the air, as if they were about to tear the void apart.
"We..." The guardian looked embarrassed and couldn't help but look at Jueying King and Guitong Ren with fearful eyes.
"You have returned to Haotian Jianwu. What else can't be said!" Zhong Mingyu became even more angry and roared. His cold eyes swept over Jueying King and Guitongren without any respect at all. It was replaced by low, restrained anger.
"Nephew Mingyu, why are you so angry? If you want to know what's going on, just ask me and Brother Gui." At this time, Jueying King smiled sinisterly and spoke with a playful look on his face, looking very provocative.
"Okay!" Zhong Mingyu shouted angrily, turned around suddenly, stared directly at King Jue Ying, and said: "Then I would like to ask King Jue Ying, why did my Haotian Jianwu people get hurt when they went to greet you?"
"Isn't that simple?" King Jueying didn't say anything, but Guitongren took a step forward and said, "They were injured because they were incompetent and useless. Can anyone else blame them?"
"Guitongren, what do you mean by this?" Zhong Mingyu's face suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were as downcast as death.
"Isn't it clear what I mean?" Guitongren responded with a sneer and said: "You Haotian Jianwu sent people to pick us up. Shouldn't we verify the strength of these people? You yourself sent a group of trash to pick us up. Do we still expect a good ending?"
After saying that, Guitongren sneered and became arrogant.
"So, they were injured by you." Zhong Mingyu's face became more gloomy, his cold eyes swept over Jueying King and Guitongren, and he spoke solemnly.
"That's right." King Jueying laughed, looked at Zhong Mingyu extremely provocatively, and asked coldly: "Zhong Mingyu, do you want to stand up for them?"
Zhong Mingyu looked downcast and glanced at the four Haotian Guardians. Only then did he realize that only a dozen of the dozens of swordsmen who followed the Haotian Guardians came back, and each of them looked pale and ugly. Suffered serious injuries.
"Where are the others?" Zhong Mingyu looked at a guardian and asked coldly.
"They..." The guardian's face froze, his fists clenched tightly, and he said two words in a hoarse voice: "Dead."
"Dead?" When Zhong Mingyu heard these two words, his eyes suddenly shrank, and a murderous intention surged out.
He did not expect that the people from Qijue Demon Palace and Ghost Prison Gate would dare to kill the swordsman of Haotian Sword Wu!
On the other side, Nie Tian's eyes were downcast, and he fixed his gaze on two people from a distance: Nie Fenghua and Baili Shengxue!
As expected, Nie Tian Fenghua and Baili Shengxue entered the Haotian Sword Seal in advance and were selected to accompany the four Haotian guardians to greet the people in the Demon Palace and the Ghost Prison.
But at this time, Nie Fenghua and Baili Shengxue's faces were ugly, as white as paper, and the blood in their bodies was unstable. It was obvious that they had been severely injured not long ago.
Nie Tianqiang suppressed the anger in his heart and did not stand up. He just watched from a distance.
Compared to those who died, Nie Fenghua and Baili Shengxue were relatively lucky.
"Who killed him?" At this time, Zhong Mingyu, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally burst out and roared. A terrifying sword force appeared and surged out. The impact made the void tremble, as if the world was about to collapse.
At this moment, Zhong Mingyu was really angry!
The four Haotian guardians of Haotian Sword Martial Arts went to greet the Qijue Demon Palace and the Ghost Prison Gate, but they were beaten. Moreover, only a dozen of the dozens of swordsmen who accompanied them came back.
If the Demon Palace and Ghost Prison only injured Haotian Jianwu's people, Zhong Mingyu would grit his teeth and endure it.
But the Devil's Palace and the Ghost Prison actually dared to kill the people of Haotian Sword and Martial Arts. Zhong Mingyu couldn't bear this breath!
If a member of Haotian Jianwu dies in the hands of others, and he, as the first guardian of Haotian Jianwu, does nothing, then how can he, the first guardian, stand in front of everyone in Haotian Jianwu and still do nothing? What about protection?
"So strong!" The moment Zhong Mingyu's sword power exploded, a strong wave formed in the void, causing the surrounding space to tremble. Everyone was forced to back away, and the look in Zhong Mingyu's eyes was filled with shock.
"When did this guy become so scary?" Yang Gengri felt the power of Zhong Mingyu's sword, and his turbid old eyes suddenly trembled, and he was shocked in his heart.
He had always thought that Zhong Mingyu was at most one and a half times stronger than him, or even a little weaker than him.
After all, Zhong Mingyu was too young and only became the first guardian because of the power behind him.
But Zhong Mingyu had previously taken action to imprison his sword intention, and now he showed such terrifying sword power, making him understand that Zhong Mingyu had the strength to crush him!
He should be lucky that he didn't kill Nie Tianxia before, otherwise the person who died would not be Nie Tian, but him!
"This..." The four guardians looked at Zhong Mingyu in horror, their eyes flashing with fear, and they did not dare to speak.
This was the first time they saw Zhong Mingyu so angry.
Although Zhong Mingyu is young, he is very steady. He is usually serious in speech and does not express his joy and anger.
But at this moment, Zhong Mingyu was so furious that other people couldn't help but be surprised.
"Let me ask you, who killed my Haotian Swordsman!" Zhong Mingyu looked at the four guardians with heavy eyes and asked coldly.
"Yes, they are from the Qijue Demon Palace and the Ghost Prison Gate." One of the guardians calmed down a little and said in a trembling voice.
He refused to point out the murderer, obviously because he was very afraid.
"King Jue Ying, Gui Tongren, why do you want to kill me, a member of Haotian Sword Martial Arts?" Zhong Mingyu's eyes were gloomy, and he locked eyes directly on King Jue Ying and Gui Tongren, roaring violently.
"Zhong Mingyu, what do you mean?" King Jueying and Guitongren looked at each other, and their expressions also turned gloomy.
They also did not expect that Zhong Mingyu would become so angry for the sake of several swordsmen.
"What do I mean?" Zhong Mingyu sneered and said solemnly: "I, the Haotian Sword Warrior, went to greet you, but you injured the Haotian Guardian and tortured the Haotian Sword Warrior, shouldn't I ask you this? , what do you mean?"
"The Devil's Palace and the Ghost Prison are so arrogant, are they trying to deceive me, the Haotian Sword Warrior?"
"Boom!" After the words fell, Zhong Mingyu took a step forward, and the sword power in his body suddenly surged. The violent sword intention faintly condensed into a sword shadow in the air, making him look like a sword standing between heaven and earth. The giant sword is sharp and can tear everything apart!
At this moment, he had no scruples and was determined to seek justice for the dead!
