Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a huge waterfall.

It was hundreds of feet high, and the roar of water splashing and impact could be heard from miles away.

In front of the waterfall, there are more than ten people from the Wuliang Sect, who are busy, seeming to be carrying various supplies here.

There are tents and various training resources. It is obvious that they want to fight a protracted war.

Seeing Shen Kuo and Du Yun returning with outsiders, a second-level Yuandan Supreme Elder's face was as dark as water.

"Who are you? This is Wuliang Sect...land..."

His tongue was tied mid-sentence.

Because, he saw Han Yang who was dressed in white, carrying a sword box on his back, and holding a magic sword for hundreds of battles.

"Wuliangzong Floating Cloud Sea, I have seen Mr. Demon Sword!"

The elder forced out a smile, which was even uglier than crying.

Han Yang ignored him and looked at the waterfall ahead.

Sure enough, a subtle spatial power was detected in it.

"If the young master likes this place, I will leave right away!" People in Wuliang Sect are very sensible, and Fuyunhai is no exception.

Of course, the bigger reason is that Han Yang... has a notorious reputation.

"This place is not something you can covet..."

Seeing that everyone in the Wuliang Sect was quite honest, Han Yang pointed out: "If you continue to stay here, your Wuliang Sect will be destroyed."

In the Land Abandoned by the Gods, usually only those with king-level strength are qualified to participate.

Without Han Yang, even if Yuan Zong intervened, he would have a narrow escape and be in danger of annihilating the sect.

Not to mention the mere Infinite Sect.

Fuyunhai cupped his hands with a stern expression and said nothing.

In his opinion, Han Yang was not a friendly reminder, but was clearly threatening them.

But there was no way, they were not as strong as others, so they didn't dare to stay any longer, so they immediately started to pack up and prepare to leave.

When other people heard the name of Demon Sword Master Han Yang, they didn't dare to obey him.

But at this moment, screams sounded.

"ah……"

Du Yun, who had returned to the waterfall and left again, unexpectedly rushed back with blood all over his body. The other person, Shen Kuo, had disappeared.

"Enemy attack..."

Just as Du Yunchang shouted a word, a spear flew from behind and plunged him to the ground with a bang.

A nine-foot-tall tall man walked out of the woods. He pulled out a spear with one hand and spat disdainfully, "What kind of thing? How dare the cock-crowding, dog-robbers and thieves covet the land abandoned by the gods..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fu Yunhai and others, his expression turned cold.

"You're out of luck!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Fuyunhai. With a shake of his spear, he went straight towards Fuyunhai's neck.

On the tip of the spear, the runes flashed, and it was astonishingly a fifth-level Yuan Dan powerhouse.

When he heard the words "God's Abandoned Land", Fuyunhai was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split.

How could the Infinite Sect covet such a miraculous existence?

He finally understood what Han Yang meant when he said there was a danger of destruction.

It's really just a kind reminder.

clang!

Seeing that Fu Yunhai was about to be killed, Han Yang swung his sword and blocked the big man's spear.

"I told them to let them go, but if you do it now, you just don't give me face!"

Han Yang did not retreat even an inch.

The big man fell back three or four feet.

"How brave, how dare you fight me!"

The big man was completely enraged and was about to fight again, but from the woods behind him, there was a soft shout.

"Feng Nu, stop!"

A young man in black clothes and four old men appeared in front of everyone.

The big man respectfully retreated behind the young man in white and stared at Han Yang with fierce eyes.

The young man in black clothes glanced at the lucky baby-like auspicious sky, and then raised his hand to Han Yang with a bright smile, "I, Ding Zijin, have met Mr. Demon Sword!"

"Be careful, this person is Young Master Sanxiao from Dengfeng Mansion!"

Hearing the name Ding Zijin, Xi Zhikun's expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly sent a message to remind him.

Ding Zijin, the Young Master of Sanxiao, once achieved the title of Young Master by killing the third level of Yuan Dan with the eighth level of Qi Gathering.

It is said that this man was good at using strange swordsmanship, and the people he killed all had smiles on their faces after death.

Moreover, this man only smiled at people twice. When he smiled at someone for the third time, that person died, so he was called the Young Master with Three Smiles.

Xi Zhikun didn't expect that he would meet a famous young master just as he arrived near the place abandoned by the gods.

Han Yang also nodded with a smile, "Is your goal also a place abandoned by gods?"

Ding Zijin looked at the waterfall and said with emotion: "Brother Han, don't you think that when you and I were in the Qi Gathering Realm, the Land Abandoned by the Gods appeared in the world, which proves that you and I are both lucky people who only meet once in a hundred years?"

What a stinky guy.

This is treating yourself as a child of luck.

"The Qi Gathering Realm has a lifespan of five hundred years. If it happens once in a hundred years, it is the son of luck. Then this great luck is too worthless."

Han Yang spoke bluntly.

As soon as he said this, the four old men around Ding Zijin all looked over with unkind expressions.

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Ding Zijin, on the other hand, smiled and shook his head, "Well, it seems that Brother Han and I are not the same people, so I'll just say goodbye..."

With that said, he went to the waterfall by himself.

He took two steps and slapped his head with the folding fan in his hand, "Look at my memory, Feng Nu, for the sake of Mr. Han, just let these ants of Wuliang Sect go!"

After saying that, he cupped his hands towards Han Yang, jumped up and disappeared into the waterfall.

As soon as Ding Zijin left, the four old men found a stone and sat down in front of the waterfall, ignoring Han Yang and the others.

"This guy is quite interesting." Han Yang chuckled.

The corner of Xi Zhikun's mouth twitched, interesting?

Young Master Sanxiao is a murderer without batting an eyelid!

Han Yang didn't say much, he just nodded to Xi Zhikun and led the people towards the waterfall.

The rumors about Mr. Sanxiao killing people seem to be true.

Because they only laughed twice, the four old men did not kill them.

Xi Zhikun couldn't tell, but Han Yang could detect that two of the old men had at least the eighth level of Yuan Dan or above.

If the four of them join forces, they may not be able to kill Han Yang and his party.

"Can I... really go in?"

Ji Xiangtian didn't even bother to lick the candied haws.

Shenxu was right in front of her, and she could even feel her heart pounding.

Han Yang remained silent, stepped into the waterfall with one foot, and quickly disappeared.

Zhou Tong, Rong Mingzhu, and Nalan Yunhao quickly followed behind.

Seeing this scene, Ji Xiangtian gritted his teeth, threw away the treasured candied haws, and then hit the waterfall with his eyes closed.

Buzz!

Her figure also disappeared.

All five people disappeared behind the water of the waterfall.

Xi Zhikun did not dare to stay any longer in this place of right and wrong, so he turned around and drove away in the Royal Sky Boat.

After a while, five more figures appeared in front of the waterfall.

On the rock, the four old men sitting cross-legged opened their eyes at the same time.

"It turns out to be Young Master Wushang of Danlong Mansion! What a coincidence, my young master has already entered first." One of the old men nodded slightly.

Prince Wushang Li Minghui glanced at the four of them indifferently and stepped into the waterfall.

In the distance, the Wuliang Sect's group, who had not gone far, kept wiping away cold sweat.

"Let's go, we can't stay in this damn place! In just a few hours, three young masters actually came, and I don't know how many strong men are coming behind..."

Fuyunhai didn't dare to stay for a moment, and fled with the people.

As for the so-called genius disciples of the Wuliang Sect who entered Shenxu before... they can only ask for their own blessings.