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Chapter 737 Who wins? Who loses? Who lives? Who dies?(2/2)

Before he finished speaking, a moon wheel rose above Han Yang's head.

Enough.

He had just self-exploded his orifices and self-destructed his soul. He was frantically testing on the verge of death.

This body has already felt enough death intentions.

As long as Han Yang is given a little more time, he will definitely be able to successfully enter the Martial Emperor Realm.

So, he... stopped playing.

The moon rises and reincarnation begins.

Han Yang's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"..."

"..."

Liu Yan, the last human emperor of the Han Dynasty.

Liesakui, this proud daughter of heaven who was relegated to the mortal world and is comparable to the gods.

At this time, I couldn't say a word.

What the hell kind of monster is this!

Such a serious injury can actually be recovered in an instant.

shameless!

Although Liesakui claims to be a god, she is not a god, just a powerful warrior.

But now, she strongly feels that the mortal ant in the lower realm in front of her is like a god!

If you are not a god, how can you possess such heaven-defying magical powers?

Zheng!

The sound of the sword sounded again.

The two powerful men are both dead souls.

"I don't accept it!"

Liu Yan's liver and gallbladder were split apart, and he roared angrily.

Before his death, he finally stopped calling himself me!

Lie Shankui stared at Han Yang, as if he wanted to remember his appearance deep in his heart.

boom!

The light of the knife passed by.

Liu Yan fell from mid-air.

die.

His fragments of the divine list were only at level eight, and could not stop Han Yang's black list at all.

This ambitious man, who spent a hundred thousand years planning and rebirth, and who would have dominated the world if not for Han Yang, finally died under Han Yang's sword.

"I remember you!"

The wasabi also did not resist, just floating in the air, welcoming its own death.

puff!

The sword light passed over the body, and the goddess who came to the world was split into two.

Lie wasabi, die too!

The moment she fell, a stream of light shot into the void.

"Want to leave?"

Others may not know what the stream of light represents, but Han Yang knows it very well.

That is the split soul of Liesakui occupying this body.

If she escapes, wouldn't it mean that the battle is in vain?

Zheng!

With the sound of knives, they chased away.

Kill the soul with one sword.

puff!

The blade cut through the stream of light, cutting Lie Wasabi's soul into two pieces!

"Soul-cutting knife! You... are not from the Tianwu Realm, you are also from the Upper Realm!"

Before dying, Liesakui finally saw the clues from this knife.

In the Tianwu world, there is no technique that can directly kill the divided soul.

Han Yang looked indifferently, watching the scattered souls slowly dissipating, and nodded lightly.

Lie Wasabi's split soul screamed with all its strength: "Don't be complacent, I will wait for you in the upper world! One day, I will... kill you!"

Bang!

The divided soul is destroyed.

A gray mark appeared on Han Yang's left hand holding the knife.

This is the soul-locking seal.

As long as he relies on this mark, in the sky and on the earth, regardless of the upper and lower realms, Lie Shankui's true self can always find Han Yang...


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