The shadow of the famous tree.

Han Yang's reputation is too great.

Not to mention, there is also an unbelievable and terrifying record of crushing Yang Xiao to death.

In this case, facing the sudden appearance of the figure, Fu Qingyu subconsciously took a step back.

But after waking up, Fu Qingyu immediately became furious.

"You're looking for death by pretending to be a god or a ghost!"

The holy weapon is in my hand, and I have it in the world.

Fu Qingyu didn't think that Han Yang, who was still seriously injured, would be his opponent.

Bang!

She pierced the void with her finger, increased her strength, and continued to poke forward, hoping to penetrate Han Yang's head.

But at this moment, a red light burst out from Han Yang's body.

boom!

The ninth turn of formlessness, the sixth turn!

If you don't take action, you will be killed. If you do, you will be killed.

In just an instant, Han Yang pushed the Nine Phaseless Transformations to the limit that could be used at this time.

The aura on his body suddenly exploded.

"Martial Ancestor Sixth Level?!"

Fu Qingyu's heart suddenly contracted, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

She remembered very clearly that in the intelligence, when Han Yang killed Mo Wuya and Zhuge Ye, he was only at the first level of Martial Ancestor, and when he crushed Yang Xiao, he was only at the fourth level of Martial Ancestor.

After being seriously injured, in just a few days, not only did his cultivation level not fall, but it actually rose two levels in a row?

What a monster is this!

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded.

The formless gods and Buddhas are killed, thirty-six stars.

Thirty-six stars in the deified realm blessed the seven evil soldiers, blooming with a bright cold light.

"This knife is for Xiao Jiu'er!"

Han Yang's roar was deafening.

not good!

Feeling heart palpitations suddenly arise, Fu Qingyu subconsciously controlled Jiutian Qingyu in his right hand and moved forward.

clang!

Seven fierce soldiers slashed at Jiutian Qingyu.

The protection of the holy weapon prevented Fu Qingyu from being killed on the spot, but the terrifying light of the sword instantly knocked her flying hundreds of feet.

Before she could land, Han Yang stepped on the magical clouds in the sky and flew towards her.

"This knife is for the auspicious heaven!"

The seven evil soldiers slashed down again.

"No……"

Fu Qingyu realized that he was about to face a death crisis, and desperately activated the forbidden technique.

Burning feathers!

boom!

The Qingyu Divine Art in her body boiled instantly, and her body was burning.

Get out of here!

Fu Qingyu's eyes were scarlet red, and the Jiutian Qingyu in his hand suddenly waved upward, blooming with bright light.

clang!

The seven evil soldiers were blocked.

But this is just the beginning.

The next moment, Han Yang's left-hand knife arrived.

Buddha-killing knife, the formless god and Buddha beheaded!

"This knife is for Qiaoqian!"

clang!

The left knife was blocked by Fu Qingyu again, but her body was almost smashed into the gravel-filled ground.

"ah……"

Fu Qingyu roared angrily, trying to control Jiutian Qingyu with his heart's content.

However, at the next moment, the deified realm... arrived.

boom!

Rule deprivation.

The connection between Fu Qingyu and Jiutian Qingyu was instantly severed.

After all, she hasn't completely refined Jiutian Qingyu yet, and she can't use her fingers like an arm.

After the connection with the law was deprived, Fu Qingyu also lost control of Jiutian Qingyu.

At this time, like Chen Qiaoqian, she could only use Jiutian Qingyu as a weapon and could not exert the powerful power of the holy weapon at all.

"This sword is for all the warriors of Tianwu Blessed Land who died in your hands."

Zheng!

Han Yang's voice was cold, and he slashed with the fourth sword.

Fu Qingyu, whose eyes were bloodshot, subconsciously waved Jiutian Qingyu in an attempt to resist.

Bang!

Without the blessing of the sacred weapon, Jiutian Qingyu, which is a harder weapon, cannot withstand Han Yang's attack at all.

With just one strike, Fu Qingyu's arm bones were shattered.

The palm of his hand was folded, and Jiutian Qingyu hit her chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fu Qingyu's pupils suddenly dilated, with a look of despair in his eyes.

"This sword is for the people of Tianwu who died in the hands of you warriors from the upper realm..."

Zheng!

Accompanied by angry shouts, Han Yang's fifth sword came again.

Fu Qingyu no longer has the power to resist.

The light of the Buddha-killing knife struck directly on her body.

Click!

The Qingyu domain was chopped into pieces by the blade.

Even the third-grade wrathful vajra spirit body cannot prevent the Buddha-killing sword from falling.

The Buddha-Killing Sword was originally designed to kill Buddha.

puff!

The spirit body is broken.

Fu Qingyu's body was cut into two pieces by this knife.

"Ahh..."

The powerful vitality of the third-level Martial Saint supported her from death for the time being.

But Fu Qingyu's eyes were filled with despair.

"I……"

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but unfortunately, Han Yang didn't give her a chance.

boom!

The seven evil soldiers slashed down with one strike and chopped off Fu Qingyu's head.

"This sword is for me...the righteous path of heaven and earth!"
To be continued...