No one doubts Han Yang's murderous intentions.

Almost all the warriors in the Holy City in the Moluo Domain were killed, and the only remaining sixth-level martial saint was the Dongfei Warrior Saint, which is the best proof.

The moment Han Yang released his pressure, all the martial saints felt like they were facing a powerful enemy.

Qi, laws, physical skills, and weapons, the sixteen sixth-level martial saints are like hedgehogs with exploded fur, one after another stimulating their strongest auras.

Zhuge Hong even roared wildly: "I don't know whether to live or die! Even the hidden sect should not be so arrogant! This... is the Middle-earth Divine Continent!"

He wanted to suppress Han Yang with his momentum, but he didn't expect that the words "Hidden World Sect" were spoken, causing the other martial saints to tremble and tremble.

The hidden sect is a taboo existence in the five major divine states. Even among them, most of them only hear their names and never see their people.

Only then did Dongfei Martial Saint and others understand why Zhuge Hong had been so "humble" before.

He is... he has long seen through the so-called God of War Sect, which is one of the hidden sects.

Who is not afraid of the hidden sect?

The thought of becoming enemies with the Hidden Sect made these people feel terrified in their hearts.

Han Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, murderous intent surging in his heart.

The heart-refining family.

This family is always causing trouble, which is disgusting.

In Tianwu Paradise and Shenxu, it was also the Lianxin family that was stirring up trouble.

This man deserves to die.

boom!

Stepping on the phantom clouds in the sky.

Han Yang's figure disappeared instantly.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of Zhuge Hong.

The red thread spreads!

Nine turns without form, the third turn!

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded.

Six styles of God of War, kill the God Emperor!

The shrill sound of swords resounded in the void.

When the sound of the sword resounded in everyone's ears, the blade had already reached Zhuge Hong's neck.

Just one word quickly!

Han Yang's sword was almost at its peak.

"ah……"

Zhuge Hong originally stood cautiously in the ranks of the Lianxin Family and the Qingyu Temple. How could he have thought that Han Yang would go straight to Huanglong without killing those in front?

Facing the blade that fell like lightning, he had no choice but to slash out with his sword, trying to block Han Yang's fatal blade.

clang!

Knives collided with swords.

The spirit sword made a mournful sound.

The seven fierce soldiers suppressed the edge of the sword and struck Zhuge Hong on the neck.

Blood overflowed, and Zhuge Hong's entire body defense could not block the falling blade, and his neck was cut open with a large bloody opening.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

His eyes widened in disbelief.

I am a sixth-level Martial Saint, how could I... be unable to block the opponent's sword?

The next moment, he already felt that all the flesh and blood essence in his body was rushing towards the long knife in the opponent's hand.

It's...the Seven Souls Fierce Soldiers?!

Horror flashed in his eyes, and he obviously recognized this as a famous and dangerous weapon.

Unfortunately it's too late.

The essence of flesh and blood was devoured, and its strength weakened. As it waxed and waned, the blade suddenly turned downwards.

puff!

Heads flew up.

A group of martial saints around them all had their faces spattered with blood.

Before they could react, Zhuge Hong was already dead.

Han Yang killed as he pleased, his movements were as fast as a ghost, and his blade was as sharp as a magic weapon.

This single blow frightened everyone present.

Killing a sixth-level martial saint is like slaughtering a dog. This... is simply the combat power that only a seventh-level martial saint can possess.

For a moment, all the warriors involuntarily stepped back.

They come from the five major sects, and there is no unity at all.

In line with the idea that dead Taoist friends will not die of poor Taoists, each one retreated faster than the other, and no one wanted to go up and die.

"Third brother!"

"granduncle!"

Only the other three sixth-level martial saints from the Lianxin family rushed towards Han Yang as if they were crazy.

Ouch!

A roar sounded.

Xiao Jiuer, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, suddenly rushed towards the three of them and easily blocked their joint attack.

At this time, Han Yang's voice exploded in the void again.

"I...say it again, quit Barbarian Continent, or die!"

The remaining twelve Martial Saints all retreated, and the Dongfei Martial Saint even retreated to the back in a thrilling manner.

Everyone had a look of deep fear on their faces.

If they work together and join forces to encircle and kill Han Yang, they may be able to encircle and kill Han Yang.

But the price to pay for killing Han Yang is at least ten deaths.

No one is willing to die for the Lianxin family.

Not to mention, "Wu Ming" is still eyeing the name of a hidden sect, Zhanshen Sect. If the hidden sect takes revenge, then...

In one thought, many people have begun to think about quitting.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword sounded again.

The corner of Han Yang's mouth curled up slightly, and the next target was surprisingly another one of the only three people left in the Lianxin family.

The sixth-level Martial Saint was resisting Xiao Jiuer's attack. He was caught off guard and was struck by a sword without even a decent dodge.

The moment the blade came, his body of law began to disintegrate.

Deified realm, deprived of laws.

puff!

Another head flew up.

The remaining two martial saints from the Heart Refining Family were completely panicked and shouted anxiously: "You idiots, are you just going to... let him defeat each other?"

boom!

If you lose focus when fighting zombies, there will only be one outcome.

There was a crisp sound, and his chest was directly penetrated by Xiao Jiuer's little hand, and his heart was shattered by the sharp claws.

"ah……"

Just as he let out a scream, the seven evil soldiers had already fallen.

The light of the sword passed by, and heads flew into the sky.

Another sixth-level martial saint fell under Han Yang's sword.

This scene made other Martial Saints feel chilled in their hearts.

The "nameless" in front of him teamed up with the little zombie, which was really too powerful.
To be continued...