Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Crazy people, really, a group of crazy people..."

"He is... the King of Martial Arts of the Mingjiao..."

Yun Ziqi, Lin Xiuyun and others were all trembling at this time.

In their eyes, Yuan Zong has become a group of desperate lunatics who regard life and death as nothing.

If Han Yang kills this Mingjiao Martial King, with his strength, there may not be any problem, but can Han Yang protect them for the rest of his life?

When Han Yang escapes, Yuan Zong will definitely be in bad luck.

What kind of force Mingjiao is, only a few people have heard of it, and its strength is absolutely extraordinary.

In order to retaliate afterwards, Yuan Zong would definitely leave no grass behind.

Han Yang crushed the silver-faced King Wu's face with the sole of his shoe, and said coldly: "Look, in response to public expectations, most people in our Yuan Zong want you to die now..."

Feeling the murderous intent of Senhan, the Silver-faced Martial King's body froze.

He didn't dare to bet on whether Han Yang was determined to kill him.

Demon King!

Behind this title are the bones of dozens of saint-level geniuses and more than a hundred Martial Kings!

"My holy son..."

As soon as the silver-faced King Wu opened his mouth, Han Yang calmly said four words: "Zhang Wuyou?"

"..."

Silver-faced King Wu suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Annoying Han Yang seemed to have brought a big trouble to the Holy Son.

Han Yang nodded lightly: "I thought things were over, but I didn't expect that Zhang Wuyou is still thinking about the Thousand Leaf Divine Sword. It's time to settle the score with him."

Upon hearing this, the Silver-faced Martial King was agitated and hurriedly wanted to explain.

boom!

A strong surge came.

The silver mask on Silver Faced King Wu's face shattered directly, and countless cracks appeared in his skull.

Gulu...

He tried his best to open his mouth to say something, but Han Yang didn't give him a chance.

next moment.

boom!

This time, the head was crushed directly.

The first life of a Martial King was crushed by Han Yang.

Seeing this scene, everyone in Wuji Sect and Wanjian Sect fell into silence and knelt down trembling.

Buzz!

"Demon King, spare your life..."

"Mr. Han, we realize our mistake..."

"We were all instigated by Yun Ziqi..."

"Yes, it was him and Lin Xiuyun who deceived us!"

Warriors from all sects began to beg for mercy.

Even the mighty King Wu was killed by Han Yang without hesitation, let alone them.

Seeing these shameless people, Yun Ziqi and the others actually put all the responsibility on them, and they were so depressed that they almost vomited blood.

Before he could explain, he heard Han Yang's soft drink.

"Quack!"

Following this soft drink, Ji Xiangtian's King Realm force field, which had previously only suppressed and imprisoned, suddenly changed.

Bang bang bang bang!

Heads exploded one by one.

All the warriors who spoke previously died violently.

Ten!

Hundreds!

Thousands!

In the blink of an eye, at least a thousand warriors had their heads exploded and died in the hands of Ji Xiangtian.

At this time, the remaining warriors from all sects seemed to be stuck in their throats and did not dare to make any sound.

"Ji Xiang Tian! She is Ji Xiang Tian, ​​the witch of all heavens!"

Only then did anyone recognize Ji Xiangtian's identity.

But no one dared to say this.

"good!"

"You deserve it!"

Yuan Zong and all the warriors applauded.

Previously, they were suppressed by King Wu of Mingjiao. As a result, warriors from various sects led by Wuji Sect and Wanjian Sect took advantage of the situation and killed many Yuan Sect disciples.

Even Lu Fengxian almost suffered disaster.

Now, seeing the tragic death of these guys with blood on their hands, Yuan Zong's disciples naturally want to clap their hands.

Han Yang ignored the gazes of others and lifted the Silver-faced Martial King up again, turning his face to everyone in the sects.

Then he said calmly: "Whoever can tell this person's identity will live!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Silver Faced King Wu shook his body and began to struggle with all his strength.

But his heavenly soul was crushed and his realm fell, making it even more impossible for him to resist. Before he could speak, Xiao Jiuer's king realm force field came straight down and imprisoned him tightly.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Silver-faced King Wu really wanted to speak, but he couldn't do it.

I am a fisherman and a fisherman!

At this moment, in front of Han Yang, he was the fish on the chopping board, and there was no room for resistance.

If you tell me this person's identity, will you survive?

After hearing these words, the warriors of various sects felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.

If you recognize this person, you can live, but what if you can't?

They suddenly realized that Demon King Han Yang seemed to want to drive them all away.

How dare he!

Currently, there are seven or eight sects gathered together, with tens of thousands of warriors!

The lowest level is also the Qi Gathering Realm!

If they die, it will be almost equivalent to killing the whole country!

Some people didn't believe that Han Yang dared to be so cruel, but... they couldn't help but think of Han Yang's name.

Demon King!

This is a demon king who, in the wild land, killed more than a hundred martial kings in the thirty-six wild regions, beheaded dozens of saint-level geniuses, and beheaded the sixth-level martial kings of six dynasties and ten holy sects with his sword!

There is nothing else he dares to do!

Ever since, everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at the maskless Mingjiao King Wu.

But it's disappointing that no one among nearly ten thousand people can recognize him.

This is not surprising, even if he is in the Yuan Dan realm, he is not on the same level as King Wu.

Throughout their lives, they were not qualified to meet King Wu.

"I originally wanted to spare a few, but it's a pity..."

Just when Han Yang shook his head in disappointment, an old voice sounded.

"Wait, I...I think I know him!"

The speaker was a Yuandan elder from Wanjian Sect.

When Yun Ziqi saw this scene, he hurriedly asked: "Elder Zhou, please tell me who he is! Only if I survive, Wanjian Sect will have hope..."

In the face of life and death, he could not care less about the face of the leader of a sect.

However, what disappointed him was that Elder Zhou, who was usually very attentive to him and considered himself a confidant, ignored him at all.

"Master Han..., this man is a martial king in Qingzhou, who calls himself King Duantian! When I went to Qingzhou, I had to pay homage to his portrait..."

Elder Zhou is now somewhat grateful for his humiliating trip to Qingzhou.

"Qingzhou, King Duantian..."

Han Yang signaled Xiao Jiu'er to relax the force field suppression on the Silver-faced Martial King, and said coldly: "I will also give you a chance to tell where Zhang Wuyou is. I will only kill you. If you don't tell me, I will destroy the clan." !”