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Chapter 572 Han Yang is dead, execute the silence!

The Tenth Temple of Divine Grace.

Zhang Wuyou's face became extremely ugly.

Han Yang is in trouble!

According to the tenth messenger, the so-called divine grace is simply a trap!

Han Yang entered the urn, which was equivalent to sending himself to the puppet of God.

If the puppet takes action, Han Yang will definitely die.

In the past 100,000 years, countless heroes in the Tianwu Continent have been plotted to death by the Shenbang organization in this way.

Although Zhang Wuyou has full confidence in Han Yang, he is a puppet of God!

A puppet of God with divine power!

Han Yang may be in trouble this time!

The tenth messenger seemed to have seen an opportunity, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhang Wuyou, you are the Holy Son of the Ming Cult, and you are not the same person as the Demon King Han Yang! I can give you a chance to join the organization, I..."

Click!

Before he could finish his sentence, Ji Xiangtian stepped on his shoulder.

The entire shoulder was trampled to pieces, and half of the body was almost destroyed.

"Hmph! You dare to say that my master will die! I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Ji Xiangtian put his hands on his hips and raised his little foot, ready to crush the tenth messenger's other shoulder.

A witch from the heavenly realm, her torture methods are no worse than Zhang Wuyou, the holy son of the Ming Cult.

The burning pain caused the Tenth Messenger to roar uncontrollably, with snot and tears streaming down his face, and the muscles all over his body began to spasm.

"Jixiangtian! You will die a bad death!"

The tenth messenger roared ferociously.

Click!

Ji Xiangtian crushed the other shoulder of the Tenth Messenger.

The warriors around him were stunned by the conversation between several people.

Is divine grace or divine punishment?

Is this a trap to kill Han Yang?

Over the past 100,000 years, countless geniuses and heroes in the Tianwu Continent have died due to "divine grace"?

They suddenly realized that they might have discovered some great secret.

"No! Leave quickly!"

If the Tenth Messenger dares to tell such a big secret, he will definitely be silenced!

Some smart Martial Kings are already preparing to leave the Blood Arena.

However, they were shocked to find that the divine grace order in their hands had lost its effectiveness and could not teleport them out.

"Damn! These guys want to catch us all!"

The martial kings were frightened and frightened, and their faces turned pale.

The atmosphere of panic began to spread.

Boom boom boom boom!

At this moment, four figures appeared in the stands of the Blood Arena.

"The Four Great Protectors!"

The expressions of all the martial kings changed.

Each of the four guardians of Shen'en Hall possesses the eighth level Martial King combat power.

Against low-level martial kings like them, they would definitely be crushed.

Even Ice Mask tightly grasped the weapon in his hand.

"Kill all the friends and friends who stayed behind Demon King Han Yang, and everyone else!"

The four guardians with masks and voices as cold as ice gave these Martial Kings no chance to survive.

boom!

One of the protectors took action and killed more than a dozen low-level martial kings with one palm.

The divine list fragment halo defense is useless in the face of realm crushing.

"die!"

Another protector punched out, and the target was Ice Mask!

"Go away!"

Ice Mask slashed out with a sword.

boom!

The cold magical power collided with the protective fist, and there was no winner or loser.

"kill!"

The other two guardians roared and rushed towards Ji Xiangtian and Xiao Jiu'er.

As for Zhang Wuyou... he was directly ignored.

"lotus!"

The auspicious sky quickly formed a seal, and a lotus flower bloomed in the sky.

"Ji Xiangtian! Let's capture him without any effort! Han Yang is dead, so stop struggling in vain!"

A protector sent a voice and roared, actually trying to attract the auspicious heaven to surrender.

In less than two years, Ji Xiangtian climbed from the Yuan Dan realm to the seventh level of King Wu. There must be a big secret in this.

The Shenbang organization wants to get such secrets.

Before the protector finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and its small hand went straight to the protector's heart.

The three eighth-level Martial King protectors faced off against Ji Xiangtian, Xiao Jiuer, and Ice Mask. They were going back and forth, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

But the other kings of Wu suffered.

It was a one-sided massacre against the eighth-level Martial King Protector.

In less than three breaths, most of the King Wu on the four sides of the stand had been slaughtered.

"Who can save me and other living beings in Tianwu Continent!"

"Who can save my Tianwu Continent!"

There was an old King Wu who let out a heartbreaking roar of despair.

They are not afraid of dying in battle.

Coming to participate in the bloody battle of divine grace, many people have already put their lives and deaths at risk.

What they care about is the big secret they heard today.

The Shenbang organization has clearly been plotting against the Tianwu Continent for a long time.

And no one knows about this conspiracy.

If everyone present is killed, this conspiracy against Tianwu Continent will be buried again.

Death is not scary.

Sitting back and watching the Tianwu Continent being destroyed but having nothing to do, this is what makes them despair.

"hehe……"

The protector said with a ferocious smile: "No one can save this world! When Demon King Han Yang falls, the last spark of Tianwu Continent will be extinct! In less than a hundred years! We can dig out the core of Tianwu Continent and ascend to the upper world!"

As if he believed that these people in front of him would die, the protector unscrupulously revealed the secret.

"Dragon Protector! Stop playing! This woman is very difficult to deal with!"

A protector suddenly roared angrily.

boom!

Almost at the same time, his body was blown away by a group of Xiao Jiuer.

The halo of the God List fragments shattered, and a red heart was almost taken out.

Half of the chest was torn apart, looking extremely miserable!

Protector Dong's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Xiao Jiuer is only a seventh-level Martial King, but he can actually attack the eighth-level Martial King?

As soon as the idea came up, a sudden change occurred!

Boom!

A huge auspicious seal fell, another protector was blown away, and the bones of his left arm were completely shattered!

The auspicious sky also crushed a protector.

"Bastard! Han Yang is dead, and you still dare to struggle in vain!"

Protector Dong abandoned the group of Wu Wang miscellaneous fish and charged towards Ji Xiangtian and Xiao Jiuer.

The three major eighth-level Martial Kings joined forces and finally suppressed the two minor ones.

Boom boom boom!

Xiao Jiuer's steel frame was just blown away.

However, Ji Xiangtian was hit in the chest with a sword, almost piercing through most of his body.

"Han Yang is dead. If you wait until you are ready to capture him, I can make the decision and spare your life!"

Protector Dong suppressed his anger and spoke again to persuade him to surrender.

"Pooh!"

What greeted him was Ji Xiangtian's spit.

"You bastards! You stupid people who don't know how to live or die! Don't hold back, destroy them first."

Protector Dong became furious and ordered the other two protectors to deal severe blows.

A look of despair flashed in Zhang Wuyou's eyes.

It’s over!

If Han Yang is dead, they will not be opponents of the God List Organization at all.

I'm afraid I'm going to die here...

At the critical moment, a cold voice sounded in the void of the arena.

"It seems that you all thought I was dead, yet you dared to take action against my people!"

Accompanying the words was a shrill light from the sword.

boom!

The light of the sword fell, and the two protectors who besieged Ji Xiangtian and Xiao Jiuer were directly blasted into halo by the fragments of the God List.

The three souls of heaven, earth and man were wiped out in the light of the sword.

Puff!

With just one strike, two eighth-level Martial King protectors fell!

"You...how can you still be alive! This is impossible!"

Protector Dong opened his eyes in horror as if he had seen a ghost.

The puppet of God controls divine power and can crush the ninth-level Martial King!

No matter how strong Han Yang is, he will definitely die.

But now, not only was Han Yang not dead, he wasn't even injured at all.

This scene almost overturned Protector Dong's belief in the God List organization.

How, maybe...


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