Chapter 1295 Double ninth order Han Yang VS fourth and ninth order Lie Wasabi
Taoist Dry Bones was a little anxious.
There is not much time left for him.
The solid sky-locking earth formation will soon be completed.
Once the formation is completely closed, the entire Northern Wasteland will be completely sealed.
When the time comes, the Fenghua Saint who is free will come to the Northern Wasteland in person and kill Han Yang, so nothing will happen to him.
The secret of Shenxu will be exposed.
He must complete the exploration of the sacred ruins before the Fenghua Saint knows about it.
However, the appearance of Liesakui and three others forced his plan to be postponed.
Even if he has the Holy Wen Heavenly Sword given by the sect master in his hand, he can only kill one, or two, three realms of perfection at most!
He had seen with his own eyes the power of Han Yang and Lie Wasabi.
If the two of them were added to the mix, even if he was lucky, he could kill both of the Three Realm Dzogchen statues around Liesakuri, and there would be no chance of taking the Shenxu into his pocket.
Still have to wait.
We must wait until Liesakui and Han Yang are both injured before reaping the benefits.
"Lie Wasakui, with your current pride, you definitely can't wait long. You must be impatient to wash away the bad reputation of losing to Han Yang, right? Take action! What are you waiting for!"
Taoist Dry Bones roared almost ferociously in his heart.
…
Blue Sky Realm.
As if he heard the call of the Withered Bone Taoist, several figures appeared in the flickering light and shadow.
The leader is none other than Han Yang.
Beside him are Chen Qiaoqian, Zhan Tianzi, Xiao Jiuer, Fifth Spring and Autumn, Ji Xiangtian!
When Han Yang and his party appeared, Lie Shanxu's eyes narrowed slightly and he heard a voice message to remind: "Be careful..."
Unconsciously, many experts gathered around Han Yang.
Too careless.
Once Lie Shan Kui is really defeated, even if he and Lie Shan Qi Yue join forces, they may not be able to suppress it.
None of the people around Han Yang exuded a weaker aura than Fifth Spring and Autumn.
"Han Yang!"
Liesakui took a step forward and faced the man who completely changed her life.
Han Yang is the one who fails, and Han Yang is the one who succeeds.
From the moment she met him in Xiaoqian World, her life path has been full of ups and downs and is no longer the same as before.
First, the avatar was defeated by Han Yang and the mission failed.
Then I was seriously injured and defeated in a one-on-one confrontation, my reputation was ruined, and I no longer had the chance to compete for the heir to the family head.
But just when she was desperate, this man made a deal with her for inexplicable reasons and granted her a peerless magical power.
Absolutely ridiculous!
Just to teach a little maid such a magical skill to you?
This Han Yang is really an unreasonable lunatic.
Liesakui still can't understand Han Yang's way of thinking.
Not to mention the little maid, even the biological parents are not worthy of such sacrifice.
And today, maybe... the grudges between her and Han Yang will come to an end.
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"She is Liewasabi?"
Chen Qiaoqian, Ji Xiangtian, Xiao Jiuer, and Lu Fengxian from behind all looked at the woman opposite with complicated eyes.
Once upon a time, this woman was like a god to them, aloof from above.
Just one incarnation put Han Yang into a bitter battle.
As for them, they are not even qualified to intervene.
After ascending to the upper world, it was also because of this woman that the Blue Sky Realm suffered many crises.
Now, we finally meet.
"That's right, she is Liewasabi!"
A smile that no one could understand appeared on Han Yang's face.
Only Wu Chunqiu vaguely guessed something, and his old face twitched violently, suppressing the throbbing of complaining.
"Teach her a lesson!"
Chen Qiaoqian waved her fist vigorously.
Han Yang laughed loudly and stepped out.
Canglang.
The sound of sword clanging sounded, and the sword on Lie Shankui's waist was unsheathed and fell into his hand.
"Han Yang, today, I want to avenge my previous shame and come to fight!"
Boiling fighting spirit surged out of Lie Wasabi's body.
At this time, Liesakui had long forgotten the deal he had made with Han Yang.
She was so confident that she decided to defeat Han Yang in an upright manner!
Zheng!
The Buddha-Slaying Sword trembled and hummed, as if responding to Lie Wasabi's fighting intent.
"kill!"
Lie wasabi took the lead.
Lieshan clan, Rune Martial Arts!
cut!
break!
crack!
war!
broken!
Five runes burst out with bright light at the same time.
Han Yang held the Buddha-killing knife in his hand and kept suppressing his breath.
until……
The sword in Retsu Wasakui's hand was about to strike in front of him.
Zheng!
The sound of swords exploded.
Ghosts and gods roar.
Radiant.
Yuanci, ghost and god slaying.
In an instant, an unprecedented violent aura erupted from Han Yang.
"Ninth Level of Martial Saint?"
"The ninth level of the spirit body..."
Lie Shanxu and Lie Shan Qiyue both exclaimed.
Lie Shanxu, in particular, was extremely shocked.
Not long ago, he teamed up with Han Yang to kill the two deputy sect leaders of Shenzong.
At that time, Han Yang was only at the eighth level of martial arts and the seventh level of spiritual body.
In just a few months, he actually advanced three levels in a row, reaching the double ninth level?
This is an extremely dangerous signal.
Because, he clearly remembered that in that battle, Han Yang once captured a ninth-level divine inscription.
Double Ninth Level, plus a Ninth Level Divine Inscription, that is...Third Ninth Level.
Although it is not perfect, it is not far from the perfection of the three realms.
clang!
Under the shocking gazes of the two people, the knives and swords collided.
The terrifying explosive energy shoots out in all directions.
The rules are broken.
Time and space collapse.
Everyone's eyes seemed to have lost their function, unable to watch the two people fighting directly, and could only watch with their spiritual consciousness.
"Sixth level?"
Lie Shanxu's expression became strange.
The power Han Yang used was still on the God-given list.
As for the God-given List, it is currently only at the sixth level.
Didn't he choose to refine the ninth-level divine inscription? And... why?
Lie Shanxu couldn't understand.
boom!
In everyone's shocked eyes, Han Yang was blown away.
Fifth Spring and Autumn, who had already known about the deal between Han Yang and Liesakui, now stared at Liesakui in disbelief and stared at him in horror.
"Level 49?"
Martial Saint Ninth Level!
The ninth level of the spirit body!
Level 9 on the God List!
The ninth level of divine writing!
Liesakui actually achieved an unprecedented level of forty-ninth level.
trade?
In the fifth spring and autumn, my heart felt cold.
What a deal!
At this time, Liesakui even had the combat power to kill the Great Perfection of the Three Realms.
If he is not careful, Han Yang may die tragically at Lie Shankui's hands.
He shot himself in the foot.
Now...it's troublesome.
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far away.
The fox-faced man, thirty-seven, narrowed his eyes slightly, filled with disbelief.
They all have an undying hatred against Shenbang and Shenzong.
Their mission is to destroy the Shenbang and Shenzong.
Although due to the small number of people, this cannot be done in a short time.
But for countless years, the two major organizations of Shenzong and Shenbang were unable to do anything to them, and they also killed many powerful men.
There is no shortage of the three realms of Dzogchen.
Geniuses who can cultivate both the Divine List and Divine Literature and reach the fourth or ninth level have never appeared in the past.
"This woman must die."
At this moment, Thirty-seven even completely forgot about Shenxu and Han Yang.
In his eyes, there is only one wasabi.
He has mastered both disciplines and has the talent to reach level 49.
Fierce Wasabi, you deserve to die.
Thirty-seven's heart surged with murderous intent, and he could hardly help but take action.
But he is not really crazy after all.
After taking a look at Lie Shanxu and Lie Shan Qiyue, he finally suppressed the murderous intention in his heart.
"Don't worry... A good hunter will always wait until the prey is relaxed before taking action. Well, there will be the best time to take action..."
A short knife floated in Thirty-Seven's hand.
His fingers gently grazed the sharp blade.
He used his own blood to dye the blade with a layer of blood.
On the short knife, the mysterious and complex lines were activated by the blood, like a living creature, greedily devouring the blood, making a oozing sizzling sound.
And Thirty-Seven's arms, starting from the fingers, to the elbows, to the shoulders, quickly withered.
It was as if the life breath in his left hand had been completely swallowed up by the dagger.