Ji Xiangtian’s teeth were almost broken.

In less than a few breaths, her emotions kept fluctuating.

From the low point of Han Yang's worry and panic when facing the third-level Martial King, to Han Yang's sword-killing of the Martial King, and his ecstasy when he beheaded him one after another, and now, he witnessed the rage of six Martial Kings besieging Han Yang.

Emotions exploded, and my little chest was heaving.

If it weren't for her lack of cultivation, she would definitely pounce on those shameless bastards like a vicious dog.

Next to him, Li Xuanyu had a mouthful of wine in his mouth, but he also forgot to swallow it.

Just staring blankly at the battlefield ahead.

Behind him, Xiao Jiuer's dark eyes reflected Han Yang's peerless style of killing the third-level Martial King with his sword.

There was an emotion called worship, which spread like a spark starting a prairie fire in her newly born mind.

In her little heart, only that invincible figure remained.

…

"Siege?"

Seeing the left hall master and the others rushing towards them like crazy, Han Yang not only showed no fear, but also laughed, "If you want to die, then I'll send you on the road together."

boom!

A waning moon was spinning and dancing around Han Yang's body.

Form a tai chi fish pattern.

Supernatural power: reincarnation.

The next moment, all twenty-one acupoints in Han Yang's body were restored, except for a few strands of white hair near his earlobes.

Back to the top!

A violent momentum rose into the sky.

One knife, cut it out!

The Four Symbols Curse Seal Saber and the Three Gods Slash.

The green dragon, white tiger, and red bird roared and neighed, rolling towards the six Martial Kings.

"Recovered?! What happened?"

Seeing Han Yang's momentum suddenly return to its peak, the master of the left hall felt tight in his chest and almost suffocated.

He had obviously self-exploded his acupoints and was so seriously injured that he was about to die. How could he return to his peak level in an instant?

What kind of monster is this Han Yang?

In everyone's horrified eyes, the three gods slashed and killed.

King Wu of Peach Blossom Island, whose strength had almost fallen to the Yuan Dan level, was the first to bear the brunt.

At this time, he could no longer control his body and could not resist Han Yang's Three Gods Slash.

The green dragon passed through his skull and wiped out the divine light in his eyes.

"Are you going to die?"

Until this moment, he still couldn't believe it.

The battle happened too fast.

Even before he could understand what was happening, Han Yang killed three souls in succession.

Now, I am also dead.

Puff!

The violent power of the Three Gods Slash passed through the bodies of the six Martial Kings.

The third-level Martial King of Peach Blossom Island is dead!

The four kings and generals, the first-level Martial King, die in the Wild Temple of the Wilderness Territory!

The three divine cuts in one move actually wiped out the two lives of these four Martial Kings.

Only the master of the left hall of the second-level Martial King was left. His whole body was covered with stab wounds, and he was running away in a panic.

He only has one life left.

The realm is also constantly falling.

Second level!

First level!

In the blink of an eye, he was about to fall to the Yuan Dan level.

"The road to Huangquan is so lonely. You might as well walk with them."

Han Yang's cold voice without any emotion sounded in his ears.

The left hall master's eyes were about to burst, and he roared angrily: "Han Yang, if you dare to kill me, you will be on the wild blood list. By then, you will..."

puff!

The head flew up and blood flowed like a stream.

The master of the left hall of the Desolate Temple, the second-level Martial King, also died.

Blood flowed down the dark blade of Bai Zhan, while a glimmer of light flashed above it.

Today, Han Yang killed four first-level Martial Kings, two second-level Martial Kings, and one third-level Martial King in the Secret Realm of White Bones.
Chapter completed!