Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Outside Zijin City, Heiwu Mountain.

"Han Yang actually left the city?"

A woman whose whole body was shrouded in black veil had a bit of joy and disbelief in her voice.

A man in black below said respectfully: "Deputy Palace Master Qi, that's exactly what happened! The Tianyan Sect attacked Han Yang secretly and angered him. Now he has been killed nearly a hundred miles outside the city."

The woman in black gauze is the deputy head of the Soul-Calling Hall in Fenghuang Region... Feng Mo.

When she arrived at Zijin City, King Leihuang and King Huohuang had already been killed by Han Yang.

In that situation, as a second-level Martial King, she could do nothing but arrange for someone to lurk into Zijin City to find out the news.

This time, the opportunity finally arrived.

Feng Mo's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "Give me an order to have the four generals go to Zijin Manor immediately and kill all the alchemists for me... and those bitches around Han Yang!"

The purpose of killing all the alchemists was to delay time and give the Thirty-six Domain Martial Kings a chance to surround Han Yang.

Killing Li Xuanyu and the other girls was just to vent their hatred.

The man in black trembled, but he could only accept the order respectfully.

If this order continues, the four kings will most likely die.

A hundred miles away, for a strong man like Han Yang, it would only take half a stick of incense to get back.

The four kings will kill people and there will be no time to escape.

This cruel order was simply taking the lives of four first-order Martial Kings to delay Han Yang's alchemy refining time.

…

Two hundred miles east of Bauhinia City.

A man in a peach blossom robe took a roll of paper from the sparrow's feet.

"Han Yang is actually hunting down those losers from the Tianyan Sect? Haha... He is indeed so violent that he attacked and destroyed the seven major sects in Nanyang County for a month. He can't bear any loss."

The words he spoke seemed to be in appreciation, but his tone was full of sarcasm.

In the eyes of the Holy Son of Peach Blossom Island, people like Han Yang are reckless men without any wisdom.

Anyone who has some sense would not offend so many dynasties and holy sects rashly.

Surrendering the Najie and obtaining the protection of a dynasty or a holy sect is the best choice for them.

Only Han Yang chose the most stupid way and actually chose to become an enemy of the Imperial Sect in the world?

"Forget it, let me see if that bitch Li Xuanyu is like her mother, choosing a good-for-nothing as a man!"

His figure suddenly disappeared.

On the white peach blossom robe, there is an exquisite five characters.

This man is the fifth holy son of Peach Blossom Island...Yu Youming!

…

boom!

Han Yang, who came with a sword, pierced the void and appeared in front of the three Tianyan Sect warriors.

"Only three small miscellaneous fish?" The scene in front of him made Han Yang frown slightly.

Hearing these words to the ears of the three people from the Tianyan Sect was tantamount to a great shame and humiliation.

One of them roared angrily: "You surnamed Han, don't be so arrogant, I, the Tianyan Sect..."

Before he finished his sentence, he saw Han Yang waving a knife.

Amidst the explosion, the man couldn't even dodge and was cut into pieces.

puppet!

The three people in front of them were all puppets.

"Do you still want to hide your head and tail in front of me?"

Han Yang, who was forming a seal with his left hand, pressed forward.

Demon-suppressing seal!

Also known as the ground seal!

The ground within a hundred feet radius sank suddenly.

puff!

A stream of blood spurted out from the ground, and a Tianyan Sect warrior was squeezed to death before he even had time to jump out of the ground.

A puppet without the breath of life might be able to avoid Han Yang's consciousness.

But these people, obviously not!

After killing one person, Han Yang looked at the ancient tree beside him.

boom!

A figure shot out from the ancient tree and fled toward the horizon.

Han Yang had no expression on his face and flicked his fingers.

In the Najie, the sound of dragon roar sounded.

The Qianye Divine Sword flew out like lightning and chased after the escaping man.

After concluding the Yuan Dan, his sword control skills became more powerful.

Maybe he can't kill King Wu, but he can kill these mere ninth-level Yuan Dan.

The man was horrified and hurriedly released a giant ape puppet to block behind him.

Ouch!

The giant ape puppet can even withstand the crushing force field of the King Realm, but in front of Han Yang's sword control skills, it is no different from paper.

puff!

The puppet shattered, and the sword edge continued to move forward, piercing through the man's body and nailing him to an ancient tree.

Two of the three people from the Tianyan Sect were killed by Han Yang in the blink of an eye.

The Tianyan Sect's self-proclaimed ability to hide ghosts and gods unpredictably was nothing in front of Han Yang.

"Han Yang! If you dare to kill my Tianyan Sect elite, you will be refined into a puppet after your death..."

The man knew he couldn't hide, so he simply jumped out, intending to delay some time for Lian Yue who was coming.

In his opinion, as long as Lian Yue arrives with the hive, Han Yang will undoubtedly die.

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded.

The Qianye Divine Sword lay across the neck of this Tianyan Sect disciple.

The man closed his eyes in despair.

At this moment, Han Yang's cold voice sounded in his ears.

"Call someone!"

The man opened his eyes in confusion and looked at Han Yang in confusion.

Han Yang's voice was still indifferent: "If you ask me to repeat it again, I will chop off your limbs... I will ask you to call someone over."

At that moment, the man's eyes were full of shock.

What the hell?

Han Yang actually let Chasing call someone?

Isn't this guy afraid of their Tianyan Sect at all?

As a member of the Tianyan Sect, such a scene made him even more angry than dozens of slaps on his face.

This is just looking down on their sect.

Even if Han Yang had killed King Wu, it was not like their Tianyan Sect had never killed King Wu!

Once the hive comes out, it will be invincible!

He is so arrogant? !

puff!

A streak of blood shot up into the sky, and his arm disappeared, turning into a severed limb and flying into the air.

Amid the screams, Han Yang's voice rang out again: "If you don't see anyone after one stick of incense, I will cut off one of your limbs. You still have three sticks of incense left!"

The sound was like a demonic sound coming from hell, causing the man to almost collapse.

"Han Yang, you will regret today's decision!"

The man's eyes were about to burst and he roared angrily.

At this moment, a cold female voice sounded: "You are right, he will indeed regret it!"

As the sound came, a figure stood on the flying puppet and appeared in front of the two people.

When the man saw the comer, he was overjoyed and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Uncle Lianyue, you are finally here! Kill him, kill him quickly!"

The people of Tianyan Sect may be indifferent to life and death because they have come into contact with too many puppets, which blurs the boundary between life and death.

He didn't care about his life or death at all, he only hoped that Lian Yue could kill Han Yang and avenge him.

"Lian Yue? I actually killed a woman named Lian Hua."

Han Yang looked at the face of the person who came here and the Yanshi Lianhua from Shenxu, who had a somewhat similar face, and said lightly.

A trace of hatred flashed in Lian Yue's eyes.

Lianhua was nominally her descendant, but in fact she was the daughter she gave birth to with an important man. She was fostered under the name of the clan. She had high hopes for her at the beginning, but unexpectedly she died at the hands of Han Yang.

The old words were mentioned again, and her scar was revealed. Lian Yue's still delicate face became distorted and ferocious, and she took out a spherical honeycomb in her hand.

"Han Yang, you can go die!"

At this moment, another figure suddenly appeared not far away.

"Haha... It seems that I came at the right time, Han Yang, I have been looking for you for a long time..." A white shirt and robe dyed with blood-colored peach blossoms brought out the person's free and unrestrained appearance.

After seeing this robe, Lian Yue's pupils shrank.

Peach Blossom Island!

The ten holy sects!

This is an opponent that Tianyan Sect cannot afford to offend.

The fifth saint of Peach Blossom Island, Yu Youming, frowned with his delicate eyebrows and pointed at Lian Yue.

"Han Yang is my prey! What kind of dog are you? If you stay here, you will only dirty my eyes. Get out!"