Chapter 330 Dare to shoot me with a sky-shattering crossbow? Die!
Under the city.
Han Yang opened his eyes with satisfaction.
back to normal.
After resisting the injuries caused by the shocking crossbow arrows, he finally recovered, and all the acupoints in his body have become more rounded.
The biggest mistake Zhendong General Fuming made was giving him enough time to recover from his injuries.
At this time, Han Yang was at the sixth level of Qi gathering in a perfect state.
Even, the light-shaking sword is sealed with the curse seal of a third-level Yuan Dan.
The only thing that made Han Yang slightly dissatisfied was that he didn't have a knife in his hand.
It's a pity that the Hongyan knife has exploded.
Thinking of the Hongyan Sword, Han Yang couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his chest.
He waved the lightsaber in his hand and pointed at the city wall, shouting loudly: "General Zhendong Fuming, come out and die!"
The sound was like thunder, shaking all directions.
Everyone in the entire town and border town heard this angry shout.
A secret place on the city wall.
"Oh, this Han Yang is so evil!"
A deputy general in white armor watched with relish as Han Yang got angry and provoked Fu Ming.
Another lieutenant beside him sneered and said: "I just killed that idiot Gao Yuan, of course he is very evil!"
Today, Gao Yuan, the guard of Blood City, has become an unparalleled fool in the eyes of all the generals in the Twelve Lian Cities.
He actually lost his life trying to protect Fu Ming from disaster.
It's a miracle that such a person can reach the rank of guard general.
"Do you think Han Yang can win?" the white-armored deputy general asked casually.
The former lieutenant general was silent for a moment and said: "Han Yang has some ability to kill Gao Yuan with one sword... If he meets Fu Ming who obtained the magic sword before the Hundred Battles, he might be able to win. Now... it's hard to say."
Lieutenant General Bai Jia was stunned, "You, the young master from the Song family in the divine capital of Zhongzhou, do you sometimes misjudge people?"
Song Yuan smiled and said, "Do you know what kind of monsters those who can use the sixth level of Qi Gathering to defeat the third level of Yuan Dan are?"
The white-armored deputy general shook his head.
He is just an unknown person who comes from a military family.
Before today, he had never seen anyone gathering energy to attack Yuan Dan.
Song Yuan's face became a little complicated, and he said with a bit of loneliness, "Those who forged the Yuan Dan before the age of fifty can be listed on the Qianlong List and are called monsters! And... the Qi Gathering Yuan Dan can be called a monster!"
This is the young master!"
"Young Master? Are you saying that Young Master Wushang from my Danlong Mansion is the one who can gather energy to kill the Yuan Dan?" The white-armored deputy general showed a hint of surprise on his face.
Young Master Wushang, Li Minghui, is a famous figure in Danlong Mansion. It is said that even the master of Danlong Mansion has to give him three cents of face.
Lieutenant General Bai Jia didn't understand before. He was just a young man. How could he have such a status?
Now, he finally understands.
It turns out that Young Master is actually a unique genius who can gather Qi and kill Yuan Dan, so he has a special title.
The reputation is still on the Qianlong list.
Song Yuan said bitterly: "I failed in the competition for the title of Young Master, and was sent here by my family... Alas, I didn't expect that a Young Master could be born in a mere Xuan Mansion, in a barbaric land... What an unfair fate..."
"Fuming is going down!"
Song Yuan was sighing with emotion, but was interrupted by the white-armored deputy general who stood up beside him. Immediately, he also focused his attention on the bottom of the city wall.
…
Under the city.
"You deserve to die!"
Fuming walked towards Han Yang step by step, his momentum belonging to the fourth level of Yuan Dan gradually rising.
Wherever he passed, the bluestone beneath his feet exploded and turned into powder.
This person seemed to have his own power, quietly shattering everything around his body.
Not only that, behind Fu Ming, there was a surge of blood, bloody and bloody, exuding a fishy smell that was like substance.
This is the blood evil energy that can only be condensed after killing countless people.
"You deserve to die even more!"
Han Yang held the sword in one hand, and the evil energy hidden in his body also surged out.
boom!
The violent power almost suppressed the surrounding area of hundreds of feet.
Boundless blood energy swept all directions.
Compared with evil spirit, Han Yang has never lost.
He once slaughtered millions of beasts, and his blood evil energy far exceeded any Yuan Dan.
"you……"
Fuming's chest felt a little tight.
His blood is like smoke, but Han Yang's blood is like the sea.
Now, he finally understood why Heibang spent so much money to kill Han Yang.
This guy is a monster!
"Stop talking nonsense and let's fight! See how many times you can take my sword!"
There was blood spreading in Han Yang's pupils.
Beauty, turn on!
"Want to kill me? Hahaha, do you think that by killing that good-for-nothing Gao Yuan, you can underestimate my Twelve Liancheng? Han Yang, today, I will let you know that there is heaven outside the world, and there is someone outside the world!"
Fuming held the Baizhan Sword across his chest and unsheathed the sword inch by inch.
Canglang!
The moment the Baizhan Sword was unsheathed, a surge of demonic intent swept across all directions.
The evil spirit behind Fu Ming seemed to be injected with a soul, and it became like a living thing with its teeth and claws.
"Good knife!"
Seeing this scene, Han Yang's eyes lit up, and his gaze fell on the Baizhan Dao in Fu Ming's hand, "Now, you have one more reason to die!"
Treasure!
Unexpectedly, General Zhendong would have a magic sword in his hands.
For Han Yang, who had just lost the Hongyan Sword, it was simply an unexpected surprise.
"Arrogant and ignorant junior, die!"
The furious Fuming held the Hundred Battle Sword and slashed out with one strike!
boom!
A huge knife composed of black runes slashed towards Han Yang.
Before the blade even reached, all the bluestones under his feet were shattered.
Even the blood vessels on his body burst and caused tiny wounds.
Yutang, the Sha Nu battle body, is activated!
Perineum, crack battle body, open!
The acupoints that had just recovered not long ago all exploded again.
This time, it will be Han Yang's most powerful sword.
Zheng!
The blade of the sword trembled, making bursts of dragon roars.
Four Symbols Cursed Seal Knife, Qinglong Break, Yuan Dan Triple Cursed Seal!
A sleeve of blue dragon!
Han Yang's body was surrounded by red and cyan mottled colors, and he roared towards Fu Ming.
boom!
The Qianye Divine Sword collided with the giant rune sword.
Boom boom boom boom!
The curse seal erupted and was annihilated at the same time as the runes on the giant sword.
Fu Ming had a ferocious expression on his face, and was about to change his stance and use his sword again, when suddenly there was a buzzing sound in his ears.
This sound seemed to resound in his soul, causing his movements to freeze suddenly.
Han Yang's sword has arrived!
Stab!
The Qianye Divine Sword and the Hundred Battle Sword collided together, causing countless sparks to rub off.
puff!
The divine sword knocked open the Baizhan Dao and plunged into Fuming's heart.
Under severe pain, Fuming finally woke up from his trembling soul.
"Three souls are the king, you are the fallen Martial King..."
Fu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of horror.
Han Yang, who was slightly regretful, sighed: "It's a pity that I don't have a knife in my hand, otherwise, you would be dead now..."
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
The sounds of swords echoed in unison.
Within the sword box, the remaining eight Thousand Leaf Divine Swords flew out one after another.
In an instant, Fuming, who had lost his ability to resist, was riddled with wounds.
"Dare to shoot me with a shocking crossbow? Die!"
The last Thousand-leaf Divine Sword was inserted between Fuming's eyebrows and penetrated his head!
boom!
Fuming was nailed to the ground by the Chiba Divine Sword.
Ignoring Fu Ming's body, Han Yang raised the Thousand Leaf Divine Sword and held the Hundred Battle Sword in his hand.
The moment he took possession of the magic knife, he felt the evil contained within it.
It's like it's trying to swallow up your own soul.
"Lord Devourer? Haha, you can try it!"
With the magic knife in hand, Han Yang was in a good mood.
He raised his Baizhan Sword forward and pointed directly at a certain part of the city wall at the edge of the town: "Heibang bastards, stop hiding. From hundreds of feet away, I can smell the stench of your hidden head and tail! Come out... and die."