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Chapter 676: Casting Sword Villa lost all the cards

The moon rises.

Han Yang's injuries recovered instantly.

"cut!"

Don't hesitate to strike again.

He is still the strongest killing Zen.

clang!

The blade collided with the sword's edge for the second time.

This time... the Qingyun Sword was blocked.

Bang!

Han Yang's body exploded again, and his whole body was thrown away.

This is the magic weapon!

The power of Emperor Wu cannot be violated.

But Han Yang laughed ferociously and shouted again: "Reincarnation!"

Almost as soon as the first moon disk disappeared, the second moon disk immediately rose.

His injuries recovered again.

It's just that the temples also show a bit of grey, with countless white hairs.

At this time, his feet finally landed on the ground and continued to take a step in a certain direction.

boom!

Ripples rippled, and the priests on the other side of the God List organization wailed miserably.

Their longevity was deprived again.

The white hair on Han Yang's temples disappeared and he became young again.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Laughing loudly to the sky, Han Yang brazenly drew out his sword for the third time.

There is a steady stream of lifespan provided behind him. In this magic circle arranged by the Shenbang organization, Demon King Han Yang is synonymous with invincibility.

As long as he doesn't kill with one strike, he can rely on these thousands of people to remain invincible.

cut!

boom!

The acupuncture points in the body exploded again!

clang!

There was a crisp sound.

The Tangtang Zhujian Villa's ancestral weapon was finally hacked away by a sword.

Whoosh!

A figure flashed past and took the Qingyun Sword back into his hand.

The owner of Zhujian Villa appears.

He looked at Han Yang with a complicated expression, who was standing with a knife and had used the reincarnation technique three times without any injuries.

What a pity.

The previous moment was already the best opportunity to kill.

If he missed this time, with Han Yang's combat power comparable to that of the Half-Step Martial Emperor, it would be impossible to give him any chance again.

"Han Yang! I remember you! One day, I will want you..."

The owner of Zhujian Villa stood in the void, wanting to leave a harsh word.

As a result, before he finished speaking, he heard Han Yang sneer: "One day? It's a pity that you will not come again!"

Zheng.

Following Han Yang's roar, the sound of swords sounded again.

The three souls of heaven, earth and man are united.

The static king realm force field arrives.

Kill Zen!

As domineering as Han Yang was, he was attacked by the owner of Zhujian Villa today. He was seriously injured several times and even almost died. How could he let him go so easily?

"you……"

Click!

The King Realm force field was shattered by a blow from the Qingyun Sword.

But the face of the owner of Zhujian Villa was completely pale.

No response.

The moment the Han Yang King Realm force field came down, he was unable to react and was directly frozen in the force field.

If he hadn't been refining the magical weapon Qingyun Sword for thousands of years, and reached the point where his mind followed him, causing the Qingyun Sword to automatically protect his body, he would have died under Han Yang's sword just now.

"Come again!"

A hint of ridicule appeared in the corner of Han Yang's eyes, and he slashed out again without hesitation.

"Ahhhh..."

The owner of the Zhujian Villa has not reacted yet, but the more than two thousand martial kings who formed the formation are about to go crazy.

No, there are no more than two thousand now.

Han Yang slashed out five times and deprived him of his longevity several times.

More than half of the more than two thousand Martial Kings have died of old age, and less than a thousand are still alive.

These people are also getting old and their lifespan is short.

If Han Yang comes one or two more times, they will all be killed.

Han Yang was indeed fighting for his life, but he was clearly risking their lives.

Unfortunately, due to Han Yang's counter-accusation, not only were they unable to stop Han Yang, they were also unable to escape the dragnet they had set.

You are trapped in a cocoon, it is all your own fault...

"Demon King Han, you...can't kill me!"

The owner of Zhujian Villa sneered and slashed forward with Qingyun Sword, trying to block Han Yang's attack.

But at this moment...

Zheng!

There was also an inaudible sound of a knife.

A flash of cold light and lightning came.

In an instant, the face of the horrified owner of Zhujian Villa suddenly changed, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The regalia of the country.

God-killing flying knife.

Song Changsheng?!

It wasn't until this moment that he realized with horror that he had ignored such a terrifying existence.

The scary thing is of course not Song Changsheng, but... the god-killing flying knife in his hand.

At this point, it was too late to escape.

"Thousand Feather Sword."

Gritting his teeth fiercely, the owner of Zhujian Villa could only use his sword skills, trying to block the combined attacks of Han Yang and Song Changsheng at the same time.

clang……

Song Changsheng's god-killing flying knife arrived first and hit the Qingyun Sword.

They are both national-suppressing instruments, and their power is almost the same.

The edge of Qingyun Sword suddenly paused.

The so-called Thousand Feather Sword moves are completely useless.

The body of the owner of Zhujian Villa froze in an instant, unable to move.

With his level of cultivation, he could only forcefully control the clan-suppressing magical weapon that only the Emperor Wu could use.

The magic weapons clashed with each other, causing him to lose control of his body and unable to continue to perform sword skills.

puff!

The sword that kills Zen has arrived.

Without the protection of the clan-suppressing magical weapon, he is just equivalent to a ninth-level Martial King at the high priest level.

How can you block Han Yang's sword?

There was a crisp click sound.

The halo of the fragments of the God List shattered, and his head was pierced by the Blade of Mu Shang in an instant.

Blood spilled into the void.

The blood belonging to the owner of the Sword Making Villa splashed on the faces of countless warriors.

Among the six dynasties and the ten holy sects, the first fallen leader of the holy sect appeared.

It wasn't until Han Yang waved his hand and shattered the body of the owner of Zhujian Villa that everyone recovered from the shock.

"The owner of Zhujian Villa, is he dead?"

"The secret realm was taken away, Emperor Luo died in battle, now the owner of the village has been killed, and the clan's magical weapon has been lost... The Sword Making Villa is completely over."

Yes.

Zhujian Villa, an imperial power that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, is finished.

Losing the secret realm of the mountain gate, there is no place to retreat.

Emperor Wu died in battle and lost his strongest force.

The owner of the village was killed, leaving the warriors leaderless.

The clan's magical weapon was taken away, and the last chance to continue the inheritance was lost.

From then on, Zhujian Villa was bound to decline, eventually being submerged in history and becoming an ordinary king-level force.

The King of Zhenbei of the Great Xia Dynasty, Xuanming Sect Tie Heiming and others were already dumbstruck at this time.

The owner of Zhujian Villa, carrying the power of Zhenzong's magical weapon, appeared so domineering.

They all almost thought that Han Yang would die under the sneak attack of Zhenzong's magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, Han Yang and Song Changsheng teamed up to kill him.

"Song Changsheng..."

King Zhenbei couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

What the hell is this guy?

Before the fight, both the Divine List Organization and the owner of the Sword Forging Villa subconsciously ignored Song Changsheng, who was in charge of a country-suppressing magic weapon.

Can't blame them.

Even King Zhenbei and others are like this.

Who cares about an old man with a short lifespan... a dandy prince?

As a result, this guy who was ignored by everyone became the perfect helper for Han Yang to make a comeback.

Without Song Changsheng, Han Yang would not be able to retain the owner of Zhujian Villa.

Because, if he wants to pursue, he must go out into the formation. But once he is out of the range of the magic circle and loses the ability to swallow life essence, how many times can he use the "reincarnation" technique?

I'm afraid that his life span will be exhausted by the magic weapon and he will die.

This is really...

He can rely on his reputation as a playboy to make everyone subconsciously ignore the country's magic weapon.

Song Changsheng is definitely the only one in heaven and on earth...



"Han Yang, we..."

The golden priest is not dead yet, but he is already as haggard as an octogenarian, and it is obvious that he will not live long.

Like him, there are hundreds of others who survived by chance.

These hundreds of unlucky people are still trapped in the formation and cannot escape.

"Please...spare us..."

Supreme Duanqing, King of Seven Pairs of Swords, Supreme Supreme Qingyue, and Lian Xiyue all regretted it at this time.

They are obviously Metal Gear Solid, so there is no need to take action now.

As a result, because of the orders given by those two bastards, the Wind Priest and the Horn Priest, they were all going to die here today.

"Oh……"

Faced with the sound of pleading, Han Yang, who was unmoved, just smiled softly and took a powerful step.

Buzz!

The ripples light up.

The last traces of life of the Golden Priest and others were deprived, and they all turned into white bones and fell into the formation.

Ripples flashed.

Han Yang and Song Changsheng also returned to their best condition at the same time.

Song Changsheng howled.

It's really great to feel young again.

He had a feeling that if he did not consume his lifespan and forcibly used the Emperor-killing Flying Knife, he would probably live for another ten thousand years.

Shouyuan, too many.

And killing hundreds of people with one kick, Han Yang seemed to have only done an insignificant thing. Without a second glance, he gently waved his hand and took the "Qingyun Sword" into his hand.

Magical weapon.

This is the first magic weapon I got after my ninth reincarnation.

With the magical weapon in hand, the three sect martial kings around him remained as silent as cicadas.

Especially the group of people in Yanyue Palace, all of them were trembling with fear.

Given the Demon King's usual temperament, so many people in Yanyue Palace had taken action against him before, so I'm afraid they wouldn't...let them go easily.

Damn Lian Yuexi...


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