The eighth holy son of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect!
In less than a few breaths, he killed two saints in a row. Only the first sequence could achieve this level of strength.
Not even the second sequence works.
"How is it possible...who is going crazy?!"
Apart from Han Yang, who else has the courage to hunt down the Holy Son of the Holy Sect on a large scale?
Although the ten major sects and the six major dynasties had conflicts with each other, it was already considered rare for a saint-child-level figure to fall in the past few decades.
Not to mention two of them died in one day.
Chen Tang subconsciously looked at the jade charms around his waist.
The moment he lowered his head...
Click!
A jade talisman also broke into pieces around his waist.
The eighth holy son of Jinyang Valley fell!
Including the tenth Holy Son who died in the hands of Han Yang and the fallen Holy Son of Jinyang Valley, the number reached two people.
"Asshole, what's going on! Who is so brave?!"
Chen Tang, whose eyes were about to burst, let out an angry roar.
At this moment, Jian Yiqiu saw Wan Qingsi on the restaurant opposite, his expression changed slightly, he stood up suddenly, and then hurried downstairs.
No way?
Could it be that something happened to the Heavenly Demon Sect as well?
This is going to break the sky!
At the same time, the saints and saints of the three major holy sects were hunted and killed, which was something that had never happened in a thousand years.
The last time such a tragedy happened was when King Yum rose.
"Walk!"
Without hesitation, Jian Yiqiu jumped down from the roof and rushed towards Wan Qingsi.
Chen Tang hesitated for a moment and followed closely.
Wan Qingsi, who had just walked down the stairs from the restaurant, narrowed her eyes slightly when she saw the two of them, and there were faint runes flowing around her body.
It is true that the six dynasties and the ten holy sects hunted Han Yang, but they also fought with each other.
If possible, they would never mind killing other members of the Holy Sect and the Imperial Dynasty.
Jian Yiqiu raised the broken destiny talisman in his hand and said straight to the point: "Two people from our sect have died, and one from Jinyang Valley has died. How about your Tianmo sect?"
After hearing this and seeing the shattered life talisman in Jian Yiqiu's hand, Wan Qingsi's charming face showed a look of shock that was difficult to conceal.
The Tianmo Sect woman is famous for her fake feelings, but now her true feelings are revealed, which shows the shock in her heart.
"One person! The ninth saint of our Heavenly Demon Sect has fallen!"
The three of them looked at each other, all silent. They all felt a cold air rising from their backs, making the three of them even tremble a little.
Someone is hunting the Son and the Saint!
Moreover, in less than half a stick of incense, he actually killed four people in a row?
These are just their three sects. If there are other holy sects, the holy sons and saints of the dynasty are killed, then...
Zheng!
There was a sword cry, and Jian Yiqiu pointed his sword at a dark corner on the roof of the restaurant.
"Friends of Yinlou, the situation is urgent, please come forward and tell us!"
Wan Qingsi turned her head suddenly and looked above her head in shock.
A pitch-black shadow gradually solidified and became blurry, making it difficult to see its true appearance.
"No one can kill me, the Holy Son of Yinlou!"
A confident voice came from the shadow.
The words have not yet finished...
Click!
The sound of the life talisman breaking around his waist made Shadow stiffen and almost reveal his original form.
Jian Yiqiu and the other two people felt chills all over their bodies and a cold heart.
Five already.
In a short period of time, five people died.
This is just their four holy sects...
"Let's go! Go and see what's going on!"
The four of them did not dare to separate anymore, so they jointly left Zijin City and flew towards the outside of the city.
During this period, there were constant vibrations of transmission notes, and carrier pigeons and sparrows were transmitting messages.
The faces of the four people became increasingly ugly.
In less than half a day, two princes, princesses, and five saints, seven saints in total, had died inexplicably.
The wild wilderness seems to be shaking with the wind and has become a land where every vegetation and trees are surrounded by soldiers.
…
Han Yang was bored and playing chess with himself.
It was already approaching evening, and the next day was almost over, but surprisingly no more attacks occurred.
People from the six dynasties and the ten holy sects seemed to have disappeared.
"When will the kings of the thirty-six domains arrive?"
Han Yang asked casually.
The worshiper standing next to him responded tremblingly: "Among them, the Martial Kings of thirteen regions have arrived in the Wind Desolate Region, but for some reason they have not entered the Thunder Desolate Region... The rest of the kings will most likely arrive tonight or tomorrow morning."
The kings of the thirty-six regions attacked Han Yang, which has become a secret in the wild land.
All the desperadoes in the wilderness already knew about this important event.
In the past two days, Leihuang Territory has gathered many warriors who came to watch the excitement.
If they weren't too close to Zijin City, which could easily cause Han Yang to misunderstand, they might have swarmed over.
These people may not even care about their lives just to watch the battle.
"Tomorrow morning...it seems there will be an attack tonight..."
Han Yang picked up a black stone and dropped it on the chessboard in front of him.
The heavenly elixir will be released at midnight.
In the eyes of others, after the elixir is released, Han Yang will definitely escape from Zijin City with the elixir.
Therefore, those people will definitely stop Han Yang from succeeding in alchemy at all costs.
There must be a battle tonight.
The worshiper wiped his hands with cold sweat.
In the Hundred Kings War, I'm afraid the entire Purple Gold City will be destroyed.
But for some reason, he felt a little excited in his heart.
He was one of the people who witnessed the Hundred Kings' Conquest of Han Yang, which was comparable to the Hundred Victory King Dingding's Barbaric Wilderness. This talk alone was enough to make him proud.
Thinking of this, he looked at Han Yang with a hint of admiration.
When hundreds of kings attacked, Han Yang could still play chess calmly. This calmness can really be called a god.
Click!
Han Yang took out an earth-level elixir and chewed it expressionlessly, frowning slightly. After thinking for a moment, he was about to drop a white piece.
"Nineteen roads one three!"
At this time, a familiar voice came.
The sixth prince of the Great Qin Dynasty Ying Cheng came slowly carrying a jar of wine.
Behind him, Sisu, the fifth princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, followed step by step, like a little daughter-in-law.
"Are you two here to drink with me?"
Seeing the two people in such a state, Han Yang couldn't help but smile a little.
Some people spend their entire lives entangled with only hatred.
But some people can become friends the first time they meet.
He and Ying Cheng are both, they can be said to be... enemies and friends.
Ying Cheng placed the wine jar on the stone table aside, poked the seal open with his own hands, and said, "If I don't come now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."
Han Yang laughed and said, "You don't think so highly of me?"
We originally agreed to have a fight two days later, but today I brought him a drink, obviously to see him off.
I don't think he will survive tonight.
Ying Cheng was silent for a moment and said: "In the morning, someone used your name to lure the two princes, princesses, and five saints and saints to kill all seven of them!"
Upon hearing this, Han Yang pinched the chess piece's hand.
Seven Saint Son-level powerhouses, even the third-level Martial King, would be killed together.
Now it's actually being taken over by someone in one fell swoop.
"One of them is the third prince of the Dali Dynasty!"
Yingcheng's words are not amazing, but he will never stop.
The third prince belongs to the first sequence, and everyone has the ability to defeat the third-level Martial King.
To be able to kill these seven people, one must be a fourth-level Martial King!
In such a huge wilderness, only four people could do it, King Yum, King Huang, King Barbarian, and... Han Yang!
Now, because of the deaths of these seven people, Han Yang has become the target of public criticism.
Previously, it could be said to be a trial. The prince and the holy son might challenge Han Yang to a duel.
Now……
The six dynasties and the ten holy sects will definitely join forces to surround and kill him.