Seeing Zhou Yu approaching, Qu Hao's face instantly turned pale with fright.
"You… what are you trying to do?"
"Stop him!!!"
The ten or so martial artists under Qu Hao, after witnessing Zhou Yu effortlessly defeat Shi Duanlong and Guan Bingyan earlier, were now trembling with fear. None of them dared step up to stop him.
The three mid-Holy Realm elders who had attacked Zhou Yu earlier weren't injured at the time but now had no choice but to brace themselves and step forward.
Standing before the three elders, Zhou Yu's gaze was cold and indifferent:
"What now?"
"Do you really think you can stop me?"
"Or do you think I won't strike against you?"
At this moment, the three elders inwardly cursed their misfortune, but there was no way out. After all, they were members of the Qu Family.
One of the elders, steeling himself, stepped forward and said:
"Young friend, Qu Hao is, after all, a member of the Qu Family. Are you really going to escalate things to an irreparable level?"
