"Magic Emperor!"

Qingshan Martial Emperor's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to stop him.

The power of this attack has surpassed that of ordinary Martial Emperors.

And Han Yang is obviously strong in attack and weak in attack.

If you are accidentally caught by the power of death, you will be in big trouble.

However, the next moment, Emperor Qingshan opened his mouth in a rude manner.

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded.

Han Yang actually has an extra knife in his left hand!

Together with the sword that Emperor Qingshan Wu had never seen before.

The moment the sword appeared, Emperor Qingshan felt a chill in his body and felt a fatal threat.

Especially the blood stains on the knife exuded some kind of evil power, which made his brain buzz and vibrate, and inexplicably raised his heart to worship the Buddha.

Kill Zen!

Still killing Zen.

But this time, it was the killing Zen that bloomed with the Buddha-killing sword!

boom!

A streak of blood flashed across.

The world has lost its color.

Even the Qingshan Martial Emperor, everyone's eyes were so stimulated that blood flowed out.

The terrifying sword light swept everything.

Namo!

Namo!

Namo...

The sound of the evil Buddha's Zen singing reaches the ears along with the sound of the sword.

"Namo...Namo..."

"Namo..."

Outside the secret realm, all the casual cultivators clasped their hands together, knelt down devoutly, and swastikas appeared between their eyebrows.

Inside the secret realm, the disciples of Wanyao Pavilion who originally harbored hatred for Han Yang were not spared. They also knelt on the ground and clasped their hands together.

Even Qingshan Martial Emperor showed a trace of struggle on his face, and in a panic, he quickly blocked his six senses.

Boom!

Thunder exploded.

The sword light penetrated everything.

The light of death, which was formed by gathering all the power of a thousand Martial Kings, was cut off with one sword.

The blade continued to move forward with endless power.

It even penetrates directly through the secret realm of Wanyao Pavilion.

Ten feet!

Hundreds of feet!

Thousands of feet...

Amidst the deafening roar, Wanyao Pavilion, a secret realm that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, was split into two.

It was cut open like a gourd.

Zi.

Zizzi!

In the strange sound, the surrounding territory was crushed by the secret realm.

This secret realm, which was originally a broken small world, actually lost its ability to hide and appeared in the real world, on the land of the Great Xia Dynasty.

When everyone's vision returned again, they saw the astonishing scene in front of them.

With one knife, open up the world!

A small world was actually cut into two halves by Demon Emperor Han Yang.

In this attack, countless warriors from Wanyao Pavilion died.

At least a thousand Martial Kings have long been wiped out in the light of the sword and turned into nothingness.

Han Yang's sword can even surpass any Martial Emperor in terms of power alone.

Qingshan Martial Emperor looked at Han Yang in shock, his body shaking unnaturally.

To be fair, if Han Yang slashed this knife at him, he would never be able to stop it.

No!

He probably wouldn't even have the thought of blocking it.

Under the killing Zen, all sentient beings are saved.

He might be immersed in the evil Buddha's chanting, unable to extricate himself, and eventually be killed with a single sword.

Kill the Emperor Wu!

At this time, Han Yang, combined with the evil demon sword, actually had the power to kill the Martial Emperor.

If Qingshan Martial Emperor had any bad thoughts before, they have definitely disappeared at this moment.

A strong man like Han Yang can only be a friend, not an enemy.

He was extremely lucky now that the unlucky guy under him had luckily bumped into Han Yang at the ancient battlefield site and brought the intention of cooperation.

Otherwise, with the grudge between those two idiot Half-Emperors and Han Yang, maybe the next one to be destroyed... would be the Qingshan Realm.

"Brother Han, your sword skills are really good!"

After a long time, Emperor Qingshan spoke again.

There was only respect in his tone and demeanor, and he no longer dared to call himself me.

Taking back the Buddha-killing knife, Han Yang let out a sigh of relief as he nodded.

With his current state, it is still a bit reluctant to forcefully use the Buddha-killing knife.

However, with the Nine Turns of Stars to protect the body, it's not a big deal.

"Brother Qingshan, please protect me!"

After leaving a few words, Han Yang rose into the air and flew towards the main hall of Wanyao Pavilion.

"..."

Qingshan Wuhuang's scalp felt numb.

Protector?

It hasn't been long since he gathered his fifth soul. Is this ridiculously powerful guy going to advance again?

At this time, Han Yang was already qualified to fight Emperor Wu even if he didn't use the magic sword.

If you gather the sixth spirit and advance to the ninth level of the Martial King, how powerful will you become?

"Monster...what a monster."

Qingshan Martial Emperor did not follow immediately, but pointed at the high-level Martial Kings outside the secret realm and said: "Collect these Martial Kings and their belongings and send them to the main hall of Wanyao Pavilion!"

After saying that, he left in the air.

He is not afraid of these casual cultivators being greedy, because they dare not!

In front of these casual cultivators, Han Yang killed the Martial Emperor and broke through the secret realm, showing his invincible power.

Now even if they borrow some courage, they still don't dare to covet Han Yang's spoils.

On the other hand, when those high-level Martial Kings were named by Martial King Qingshan, their faces immediately turned red with excitement.

In their view, this is a kind of trust.

"Thank you Emperor Wu for your trust!"

"Come here, collect trophies for His Majesty the Demon Emperor! Anyone who dares to be greedy for ink will die!"

The casual cultivators immediately rushed forward and rushed into the secret realm.

Inside, there are tens of millions of disciples from the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion, but these people have no power to resist.
To be continued...