Capture the Sword-Forging Villa?

Kill the Emperor Wu with a sword?

The old eunuch felt that his head was buzzing.

What nonsense is Yao Lao talking about?

He admitted that Han Yang's strength was beyond his expectation.

It was actually possible to kill an Abyss Lord with overwhelming force.

But that's all.

No matter how strong Han Yang is, he is only at the level of King of Martial Arts.

Capture the Sword-Forging Villa?

The Resurrection Society knows very well that Zhujian Villa has the most powerful Suppressing Sword Formation of the six dynasties and the ten holy sects.

Even a powerful man with a high priest level who possesses fragments of the fifth-level divine list can only die under the sword array.

Not to mention killing the Martial Emperor.

The only surviving Martial Emperor in Zhujian Villa is Emperor Luo, Luo Beihan!

Even though Luobei Han doesn't have much longevity, he is still a Martial Emperor.

No matter how strong the king is, he cannot defeat Emperor Wu.

At this moment, the old eunuch's view of martial arts was about to be overturned by Yao Lao's few words.

So much so that he didn't even notice that the latter said he wanted to kill Han Yang.

"Dean of Medicine, what nonsense are you talking about? You..."

The old eunuch roared hysterically, but was interrupted by Han Yang's indifferent voice.

Han Yang stood in the void and said calmly: "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"

"..."

The old eunuch's scalp felt numb.

Han Yang's overbearing demeanor is a bit like a local bumpkin, and he is clearly an invincible strong man.

Only by being invincible along the way and crushing all opponents can one develop such a terrifying aura and pressure.

Zheng!

At this moment, a bright sword light shone out from Yaolao's Najie.

The entire darkness of the endless abyss seemed to be dispersed by the light of this sword.

Originally it was only a little bit of Emperor Huang's power, but now it is like the nine-day Hao Sun, shining in all directions.

"Imperial Soldier, Nine Blades?!"

The old eunuch's eyes suddenly widened.

He pointed at Yao Lao in disbelief and shouted: "Dean Yao! You...you dare to use the emperor's soldiers privately! You...you want to rebel..."

Suddenly, an excited old eunuch remembered what Yao Lao had said before.

He wants to kill Han Yang?!

Want to kill this future son-in-law appointed by the Lord?

In exchange for a stick of incense, the old eunuch might acquiesce to this matter.

Compared to the country bumpkin Han Yang, most senior members of the Resurrection Society agreed that Yang Xuanzhi, the true dragon of the Yang family, was more suitable to be the son-in-law of the lord.

But now, his thoughts have completely changed.

Han Yang once killed the emperor.

This is a terrifying genius who can kill the emperor in the realm of King Wu.

If he helps the Lord, the Lord's great plan will surely come true.

"Yao Ming! How dare you rebel?! Yang Xuanzhi is so tired of living that he actually wants to disobey the lord's will and kill the son-in-law chosen by the lord?!"

The old eunuch was furious and wanted to stop Yao Lao from taking action against Han Yang.

Zheng!

A knife light lit up.

Plop.

He knelt down on the ground in response, and the bones in his legs cracked and almost broke.

Even the halo caused by the fragments of the fourth-level divine list began to tremble and buzz, and was about to shatter.

This is the imperial power.

This is the Nine Blades of the Imperial Weapon.

Without using any sword moves, he just exuded a trace of coercion belonging to the imperial soldiers, which made him, the ninth-level martial king, prostrate himself on the ground, unable to get up.

Buzz…

The imperial power ripples brought about by the nine blades of the imperial weapon swept in all directions, and the second one swept towards Song Changsheng.

Zheng.

The Emperor-Killing Flying Knife jumped out, entangled around Song Changsheng, and actively defended him against the imperial might that was coming from the nine-blade attack of the imperial army.

Then there is Zuo Li.

boom!

A purple flame emerged from Zuo Li's eyebrows, forming an illusory crown on her head.

Wearing a crown, Zuo Li looked like the queen of hell descending, and he actually withstood the brilliant pressure of the nine blades of the imperial army.

Han Yang!

When most of the power of the nine blades of the imperial weapon descended on Han Yang's body...

Buzz!

A ray of light lit up.

Heavenly Soul War God.

In his previous life, Han Yang was the God of War in the God Realm, the Proud God Emperor, and the Despised God King. Who dared to ask him to kneel down and worship him.

Even the emperors of the divine world are like this.

Not to mention, the Nine Blades of the Imperial Weapon are just weapons used by the emperor in the human world.

"..."

Yao Lao was surprised and looked at Han Yang, who was able to withstand the power of the Nine Blades by relying on his own strength without the blessing of any magical weapon.

No wonder... Yang Xuanzhi did not hesitate to use the Nine Blades of the Imperial Army to kill Han Yang.

This guy is simply a monster that has surpassed the limits of Tianwu Continent’s martial arts.

In the six great dynasties, the ten great sects, and even in the 100,000-year history of the previous Han dynasty, such a figure has never appeared in the Tianwu Continent.

A twisted excitement rose from Yao Lao's heart.

This peerless genius, unprecedented and unprecedented, will die in his hands.

It’s really exciting to think about it.

"Hahahaha! Han Yang, okay, very good! I almost feel reluctant to kill you... I will take you back and refine you into the Supreme Human Pill..."

Zheng!

As Yao Lao let out a ferocious laugh, the sword glowed violently.

"Yao Ming, you dare!"

The old eunuch was still shouting.

Poor thing, he didn't realize it at all. From the beginning to the end, neither Yao Lao nor Han Yang paid any attention to him.

Boom boom!

Two rays of light also lit up on Han Yang's body again.

Earth soul, human soul blessing!

"I hope this so-called Nine Blades of the Imperial Weapon will not disappoint me and can help me gather my second soul!"

A trace of red light rose from Han Yang's eyes.

Beauty, open.

In an instant, Han Yang superimposed his state to the strongest level.

"The emperor ordered you to die, you have to die!"
To be continued...