After this battle, Zijin City was left alone.

If the world knew what happened today, they, the Holy Sects of the Imperial Dynasty, would lose their face!

The massacre, under the reflection of the rising sun, was tinged with blood.

Anyone who wants to escape from Zijin City will be hunted down by the six dynasties and the ten holy sects.

Today, no one is left alive in Zijin City!

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"Hahahaha...it turns out it's not that I'm incompetent! It's that Han Yang is too perverted!"

Outside Shili Pavilion.

Ying Wujiu covered his face and laughed. At the end of his laugh, tears were streaming down his face.

Are you glad?

Han Yang even killed the first prince of Da Chu.

Annoyed?

This still doesn't change the fact that he was so frightened by Han Yang that he ran away.

He doesn't even understand his own feelings.

I only know that after today, the name Han Yang will definitely become taboo in the six dynasties and the ten holy sects.

This was the first time in ten thousand years that a scattered warrior killed the first prince.

Even when King Yum rose up, he was unable to accomplish this feat.

"Kill, kill! It's best to kill a few more. That way, no one will remember my defeat..."

Ying Wujiu covered his face, his expression seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time.

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Hundreds of miles outside Zijin City.

The huge Royal Sky Boat was speeding towards the direction of Purple Gold City.

There is only one force that dares to control the airship so unscrupulously in the wild land, the Wild Temple.

On the Royal Sky Boat, twenty-one third-level Martial Kings and forty-two second-level Martial Kings stood on the bow, looking in the direction of Purple Gold City.

"Jiejiejiejie...it's finally our turn to die in battle!"

"I'm tired of living a long time ago! The wind is noisy today and the sun is warm, perfect for burying bones in the wilderness!"

"Hahaha, that boy from Shahuang took the lead at such a young age. Brother, I can't let him be lonely!"

"Brothers, even if I die today, I will tear off a piece of Han Yang's flesh and blood!"

The twenty-one third-level barbaric martial kings were all like mad demons, roaring ferociously and talking nonsense.

They are not afraid of death.

I have even expected death!

Killing Han Yang is now their only obsession!

Under the shadow of many King Wu, there was a woman hiding in the darkness, her body trembling slightly, and her mouth letting out a weird smile.

King of Heaven!

Han Yang is the king of the wilderness at his first stop in the wilderness.

He is also the strongest king in the thirty-six domains!

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