Where did this person come from?

Without having to think too hard, Han Yang reached out and grabbed the messenger.

boom!

The messenger's voice sounded trembling and trembling, as if he was full of fear of Han Yang.

But the moment Han Yang took action, a king-conferring talisman bloomed in his hand, intending to sneak attack Han Yang.

Being able to fight in a place like the Western Region and become a prince is no simple thing.

From the moment Han Yang appeared, the envoy was acting to paralyze Han Yang.

It's a pity that under the suppression of absolute strength, his little tricks are as ridiculous as the clown tricks in the circus.

Bang!

There was a loud noise.

The King's Talisman was crushed to pieces by Han Yang's slap.

Han Yang's white palms, without even a trace left, passed through the fireworks of the King's Seal Talisman and held down the envoy's head.

What's even more frightening is that when the king-conferring talisman exploded, no energy was dissipated, and the main hall of the city lord's palace remained intact.

The guards around him still acted as if nothing had happened, not noticing anything strange at all.

"You...you..."

The envoy's face turned pale.

It was only then that he realized what the word Han Yang meant.

How can a blasphemer wanted by the Holy Land be someone he can fight against?

boom!
Chapter completed!