Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Han Yang obviously did nothing, not even exuding any momentum.

But the warriors of the Liuli Sword Sect and even the martial kings all felt the pressure from Han Yang.

An icy cold air rose from everyone's hearts.

The Glazed Sword Sect, today... is probably in danger of extinction.

"Your Highness the Demon King..."

The leader of the Liuli Sword Sect took a step forward and was about to speak when he saw Han Yang raising his hand in silence.

Zheng!

The demonic sword trembled and buzzed for a hundred battles, and the sound rang in everyone's ears.

If they don't agree with each other, they will take action!

Suddenly, everyone in the Glazed Sword Sect lost their souls.

Even the powerful King of Martial didn't have the slightest intention to fight.

Just when the battle was about to break out, three figures suddenly appeared in the void.

"well……"

The leading boy sighed softly, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Han, long time no see."

The three of them were Zhang Wuyou, Fu Liuxin, the ancestor of the Liuli Sword Sect, and Zhang Wuyou's protector.

The founder of the Sword Sect in the middle, Fu Liuxin, was originally supposed to be the pillar, the leader of the Glazed Sword Sect.

But now, even if he appeared in person, he could not bring much confidence to the warriors under his disciples.

Demon King Han Yang's reputation has completely overwhelmed their admiration for Liu Xin.

"You have no right to call me senior brother!"

Han Yang spoke indifferently, his voice without any emotion.

Zhang Wuyou sighed again.

He thinks that he is unparalleled in his wisdom and scheming, and he can scheme against everyone in the world.

Over the years, Mingjiao has also developed smoothly.

But the only mistake was to underestimate Han Yang's potential.

This wouldn't have happened if Li Xuanyu and Xiao Jiuer hadn't been seriously injured and their relationship had not been ruined.

Falling against the Demon King Han Yang was the biggest mistake of his life.

"Brother Han, if I said that I was not responsible for what happened this time, would you believe it?" With a hint of helplessness, Zhang Wuyou spoke slowly.

After hearing this, Han Yang smiled lightly and asked, "Does it matter whether I believe it or not?"

Zhang Wuyou was silent.

It really doesn't matter.

Ever since he sent people to attack the Yuanmen and seriously injured Li Xuanyu and Xiao Jiuer, the two of them had begun to have a deep feud!

Regardless of whether Zhang Wuyou did this or not, the grudge between the two must be settled.

"So, there is no room for grace between you and me?"

Zhang Wuyou's white robe was fluttering as he stood in the air, clearly revealing his powerful cultivation.

He is actually...a Martial King!

It was obvious that he had lied about his cultivation and age in the Yuanmen test. With the Yuanmen's level, it was impossible to tell what tricks he had used.

Han Yang looked up and down at Zhang Wuyou, who was no longer hiding his cultivation. He suddenly smiled and said, "I don't have to kill you, but you have to do something for me!"

Hearing Han Yang's words, Fu Liuxin was obviously happy and subconsciously looked at Zhang Wuyou.

If he wanted to weigh Han Yang with his own strength before receiving the news that Han Yang had killed Ji Feihua with his sword, then now, all that was left was fear.

An existence that can injure the ninth-level Martial King, he is not even qualified to reach out.

Reconciliation would be the best.

Even the guardian next to Zhang Wuyou also sent a message: "Holy Son! Promise him!"

By agreeing to Han Yang, not only can you avoid a dispute, but you can also establish a relationship with the famous Demon King, which will be of great benefit to Zhang Wuyou, the saint of the Ming Cult!

Zhang Wuyou smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Brother Han, why are you trying to embarrass me?"

Han Yang smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, you can also choose to be killed by me."

"..."

Zhang Wuyou was silent for a moment.

Fu Liuxin and the guardian obviously didn't understand Han Yang's personality.

Trading with Han Yang?

He will definitely swallow all the bones and dregs!

"So, I have no choice..."

This was the third time Zhang Wuyou sighed.

Zheng!

The moment he finished speaking, Han Yang boldly drew his sword.

It was the regretful sword that had not been seen for a long time.

Boom!

The huge sword light stretches across the sky and the earth, and is hundreds of feet long.

It was like a giant sword falling from the sky.

It hit the Liuli Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation with a bang.

"careful!"

"Flash!"

All the warriors of the Liuli Sword Sect fled away in panic.

Boom!

Amidst the huge roar, the defensive shield that could block the attack of the sixth and seventh level Martial King fell apart and shattered into energy filling the sky.

In the Glazed Sword Sect, several array eyes shattered, raising dust all over the sky.

The so-called sect-protecting formation couldn't stop Han Yang's sword at all.

With just one strike, everyone in the Sword Sect saw what a demon king was!

There was dead silence up and down.

As one of the three major sects in Qingzhou, any warrior of the Liuli Sword Sect is usually arrogant and arrogant, with an upturned face.

But now, these guys who are usually aloof and aloof are trembling with fear and their faces are pale. Even Liu Xin and the guardian have become very ugly.

Can't stop it!

From the sword strike just now, they judged Han Yang's combat power.

If the target of this knife is them, they will not be able to block it or avoid it, and they will only die.

This battle cannot be fought!

The hands in the sleeves of Zhang Wuyou's robe were tightly clenched, almost pinching into his flesh.

More than the threat of death, what he felt more deeply was the humiliation of status reversal.

When he sealed himself and sneaked into Yuanmen, he always looked at the people and things around him from the perspective of game life.

Even when he met the talented Han Yang, he was just a frog in a well looking at the sky.

Because he was a martial king who practiced in the world and was aloof, while Han Yang was only in the bone forging realm.

But now, it’s less than two years.

In the name of the devil, Han Yang condescended and forced him to choose cooperation.

The taste is really indescribable to outsiders.

"Tell me! Brother Han, how do you want me to cooperate?"

After a few breaths, Zhang Wuyou finally spoke with a complicated expression.

When he chose to agree to Han Yang's conditions, everyone in the Liuli Sword Sect, including the two powerful martial kings Fu Liuxin and Dao Protector, breathed a sigh of relief.

One person, one victory!

Han Yang, with his own strength, suppressed the entire Liuli Sword Sect from daring to breathe hard.

Han Yang smiled calmly, as if he had expected Zhang Wuyou's compromise.

"It's very simple. I will destroy the Ming Cult and let you live!"

To put it simply, it speaks volumes.

Everyone in the Liuli Sword Sect fell into deathly silence because of these words.

Fu Liuxin and the guardian looked at Han Yang in disbelief.

Destroy Mingjiao?

Even if Han Yang is known as the Demon King, these words are a bit arrogant!

Only Zhang Wuyou seemed to have expected it, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He knew that with Han Yang's desire for revenge, he would never let Mingjiao off easily.

Back then, the eight major sects in Nanyang County provoked Han Yang, and Han Yang traveled thousands of miles in one month, destroying the six major sects and seeking iron-blooded revenge!

Silver-faced King Wu almost destroyed Yuan Zong this time, how could he let it go?

"Holy Son! Apostasy is absolutely out of the question..."

The guardian on the side was so anxious that he didn't even bother to transmit the message.

The moment he spoke, Zhang Wuyou's expression suddenly changed.

"Wait a minute..."

He shouted to stop.

But it's too late.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword sounded, and a sharp sword light slashed towards the protector.