After more than ten breaths, a group of Four Seasons Tower killers scattered and were killed.

At this point, the Black City branch of the Four Seasons Tower, except for the Spring Master, has been completely wiped out.

Han Yang, carrying a snow-defying knife in his hand, strolled back from the dense forest.

The white clothes are as white as blood, not stained by a trace of dust, and the figure is intoxicating.

"Master Han, Wansheng!"

The city guards were silent at first, then raised their arms and shouted, cheering for Han Yang.

Black City is one of the nine cities of Yuanmen.

Han Yang, on the other hand, is a direct descendant of the Yuan Clan and a member of the City Guards themselves.

At this moment, how could they not cheer for their God of War?

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On a hilltop not far away, Jiang Hu looked at this scene with a serious look on his face: "This kid is a bit interesting... But I just don't know if he is cold-hearted at such a young age."

As he waved his hand, figures walked out from behind the mountain, lining up and walking towards the motorcade in silence.

The strongest among these people is only one or two levels of bone forging, and more than 90% of them are only at the body tempering level.

The quality is not high, but the quantity is better.

One team after another, they moved forward in an endless stream.
Chapter completed!