"killed!"

"You bastard! If you humiliate us, you will humiliate the Savage Temple."

"Do it!"

Twelve third-level Martial Kings rushed towards Han Yang crazily again.

"..."

King Shahuang is no longer angry, but frightened.

If you can't see the weirdness in Han Yang's voice, you will have lived so many years in vain.

He was clearly using a special burst of divine soul techniques to arouse the emotions of these third-level martial kings and aggravate their madness.

"asshole!"

Cursing, King Shahuang simply gave up on the twelve third-level Martial Kings and committed suicide alone in the courtyard where Zijin Old Man was.

Boom boom boom!

One third-level Martial King, eight second-level Martial King, and the Nine-Path King Realm force field crushed them towards the courtyard.

If this is completely implemented, everyone in the courtyard will die except Zijinsou.

Han Yang's alchemy work will inevitably be interrupted.

At this moment, a roar sounded from the courtyard.

Ouch!

A petite red figure shot out of the sky.

Boom boom boom boom!

Bai Shengsheng's small fists were waved repeatedly, knocking back all eight second-level Martial Kings in an instant.

boom!

Xiao Jiuer and Shahuang King exchanged punches.

The triple king realm force field crushed Xiao Jiu'er, making an explosion sound and slamming Xiao Jiu'er to the ground.

But as soon as she fell, she rushed up again and rushed towards King Shahuang crazily!

"Second-order heavenly corpse! Damn it!"

The face of King Shahuang was very ugly.

Heavenly Corpses are very difficult to deal with, let alone second-level Heavenly Corpses.

This thing has thick skin and thick flesh, and its defense is extremely powerful. Even a fourth-level Martial King would need at least two or three moves to kill a second-level heavenly corpse.

As for a third-level Martial King like himself, if he wanted to kill a second-level heavenly corpse... half a stick of incense would be indispensable.

"I'm holding her back, you..."

Just as King Shahuang was about to speak, he saw a white sword light that looked like a steel chain appearing before his eyes again.

The vast cloud of sword energy enveloped the entire Zijin Courtyard for the second time.

"not good……"

In panic, King Shahuang summoned all his strength and compressed his triple king realm force field to the extreme, barely protecting himself.

Boom boom boom!

Ouch!

The white tiger roared and flew past, scattering its broken limbs all over the ground.

Eight second-level Martial Kings, die!

"Asshole!"

"Damn it!"

The twelve third-level Martial Kings were also slashed back with one sword.

The two third-level Martial Kings who were seriously injured earlier vomited blood, their king-level force fields collapsed, their souls trembled, and they were almost killed by this sword.

No one thought that Han Yang could strike out with the second sword so quickly.

After the two sword strikes, there was not a single second-level Martial King on the scene. Twenty-six second-level Martial Kings in thirteen areas had all fallen under Han Yang's sword.

Before King Shahuang could recover from his shock, Xiao Jiuer had already pounced on him again.

A white fist hit King Shahuang firmly in the face.

If it weren't for the protection of the triple king realm's ability to turn virtual reality into reality, he might have been killed by Xiao Jiu'er with one punch.

The second-level Heavenly Corpse actually has the strength to fight across levels.

"cut!"

After slashing out the White Tiger for the second time, Han Yang stepped on the flying sword and executed the third stab without mercy.

Four Symbols Cursed Seal Knife, Four Gods Slash!

Qinglong!

White tiger!

Suzaku!

Xuanwu!

The four divine beasts roared and charged towards the twelve third-order Martial Kings.

Just as the Martial Kings were about to evade, they heard a thunderous sound in their ears.

Buzz!

The tremor of the blade caused the soul to vibrate.

Various emotional storms arose in the minds of the twelve Martial Kings.

anger!

envy!

Kill!

greedy!

violent!

desire!

All kinds of emotions made them confused, and the three souls of heaven, earth, and man actually showed signs of separation.

With this sword, Han Yang hit the fatal weakness of the third-level Martial King in the Savage Land.

Puff puff!

The rune shadows of the four divine beasts intersect with twelve third-level martial kings.

Blood sprayed everywhere and body parts fell.

There were three martial kings, and one of their souls was killed.

The two people who were seriously injured before were directly beheaded to death.

Han Yang's sword almost destroyed about half of the third-level Martial King.

…

"Do it!"

Mu Xuanjiang clenched the sword behind his back and shouted sternly: "We must take action now! If we wait until the Martial King of the Wild Temple is killed by Han Yang, we will have no chance."

After the battle until now, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a big problem with the souls of these third-level martial kings in the wilderness.

It seemed that Han Yang was arousing his emotions and leading him by the nose.

If this continues, even if all twelve third-level Martial Kings are killed in battle, Han Yang will not be able to consume much of his combat power.

You can only do it forcefully.

Before anyone else could react, Mu Xuanjiang had already rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards the courtyard where Zi Jinsou was.

The third holy son of the Holy Sect is so decisive.

"kill!"

Yu Zuoyang roared, stepped on the peach blossoms, and followed closely.

If we don't take action, we will indeed have no chance.

"kill!"

Ying Wujiu on the side roared, raised his arms, raised his chest... and opened his bow.

The moon-holding bow was drawn into the shape of a full moon, and a rune arrow appeared on the long bow. The surrounding moonlight seemed to be converging on the rune arrow.
To be continued...