Seeing helplessly a genius from the Great Chu Dynasty, turning to the opposite side of the country and fighting to the death, he wished he could scold Dong Wang and others half to death.

If it weren't for those idiots, Han Yang would definitely be a member of the Chu Dynasty.

Han Yang chuckled lightly, shook his head and asked, "When the longevity king ran thousands of miles to hunt me down, your court wouldn't be unaware of it, right?"

In the past, you ignored me, but today, I have made it impossible for you to reach high.

From the moment King Changshou entered the wilderness after being chased by him, Han Yang gave up any thought of reconciling with the Chu Dynasty.

Prince Guo Xiang Ziyu moved his lips, but could not utter a word of defense.

Yang family, damn it!

He glared hard at Yang Lingyun beside him.

Yang Lingyun looked embarrassed and backed away without leaving a trace.

Before rushing to Purple City, he thought that Han Yang had been seriously injured and there might be an opportunity to take advantage.

As a result, Han Yang was furious and in a mess.

In front of the first and second masters on the blood list, as well as seventy-three martial kings, he killed the sixth-level martial king of the Tianjian Sect with one blow.

If these "weak" fifth-level Martial Kings showed up now, wouldn't it be the same as committing suicide?

Not only him, but the other fifty-seven fifth-level Martial Kings also showed hesitation on their faces.

Han Yang is definitely not a warrior on the same level as them.

If I had known better, I shouldn't have gone through this muddy water in person. Suddenly, dozens of Martial Kings actually felt regretful.

Catching Xiang Ziyu's gaze, Han Yang looked at Yang Lingyun.

"Are you the patron ancestor of the Yang family?"

Yang Lingyun's appearance is similar to that of the arrogant and domineering wife of the palace owner of Xuan Palace.

"It's me, so what..." Yang Lingyun's whole body was tense, and his three souls and two souls were extremely nervous.

Being targeted by such a monster that could kill a sixth-level Martial King with a single blow made him feel on pins and needles, but he refused to give in.

"hehe……"

"careful!"

Just as Han Yang's chuckle sounded, Yang Lingyun also received a scream reminder in his ears.

What?

He was at a loss and confused.

puff!

The sword flashed across his neck, and a huge head flew high with blood.

Until death came, the expression on the face of the ancestor of the Yang family was still one of confusion and disbelief.

Under the gaze of seventy-three fifth- and sixth-level Martial Kings, Han Yang, who didn't know the heights of the world, actually... took the lead in taking action?
Chapter completed!