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Chapter 410 King Wu Can't Stop Me From Killing(2/2)

Even if he is a third-level Martial King, he will still be executed after returning.

Han Yang's sword not only took away the life of the Ninth Holy Son, but also cut off his future.

"You bastard, just die!"

This man was extremely furious, his King Realm force field was boiling, and his peach blossoms were flying. He was ready to kill Han Yang at all costs and avenge the Ninth Holy Son.

"stop!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout.

Five figures appeared in front of the mausoleum.

At the same moment, the five king-level force fields unfolded, colliding with and tearing apart the king-level force field of the third-level Martial King on Peach Blossom Island.

The five figures that appeared were clearly the five Martial Kings!

However, they are only one second-order Martial King and four first-order Martial Kings, and cannot compete with the master of Peach Blossom Island.

Bang!

The five force fields exploded at the same time, and the five people groaned, and their faces turned pale.

The leader, a middle-aged warrior, shouted angrily: "How dare you, Peach Blossom Island, send a third-level Martial King into the wilderness to start a war with my Savage Temple?"

The person who came was none other than the left hall master of the Huang Temple in the Tianhuang Territory, and four kings and generals.

The five of them thought that capturing Han Yang was just a trivial matter, but they didn't expect that as soon as they entered the secret realm, they saw the scene where the third-level Martial King was about to take action against Han Yang.

There are countless treasures in the ring in Han Yang's hand.

And he himself has even more amazing secrets.

How could they allow Han Yang to fall into the hands of the King Wu of Peach Blossom Island?

Seeing someone interfering, the man from Taohua Island had scarlet eyes, his whole body was covered with murderous intention, and he shouted in a ferocious voice: "This bastard is killing me, the ninth holy son of Taohua Island. You, the God of Desolation, are really going to brazenly stop me."

My revenge?"

"The Ninth Holy Son of Peach Blossom Island?"

The master of the left hall was startled at first, and then sneered disdainfully: "Are you kidding? How could the dignified holy son of the Holy Sect die at the hands of Han Yang!"

He thought this was an excuse deliberately made up by Taohua Island after he was caught in the act.

Extremely ridiculous.

How could the Holy Son, who has the ability to defeat the King of Martial Arts, be defeated by a third-level Yuan Dan?

The master of the left hall subconsciously looked at the corpse at Han Yang's feet with a blade piercing the head.

Then……

His pupils suddenly contracted, and his body couldn't help but tremble crazily.

With this outfit and the aura that has not completely faded away, there is no doubt that what the other party said is the truth.

The Ninth Son!

It is really the corpse of the Ninth Holy Son.
Chapter completed!
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