Chapter 689
The God of War in his previous life!
Nine Turns of Stars!
Evil Buddha in this world!
Evil Buddha Glazed Body!
The future is uncertain!
Thirty-two phases!
The three souls of heaven, earth and man merge into one, the realm of stillness!
Beat the magic whip!
Blade of Mu Shang!
Han Yang's mind was running rapidly, thinking about all the trump cards he had.
no!
no!
Still not working!
It’s okay to kill ordinary half-emperors!
It's not enough to deal with the six half-step Martial Emperors who hold the magic weapon of the country and even the treasure of luck!
Killing Zen is not enough to kill these people!
etc……
Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed in Han Yang's mind: Buddha-killing knife!
That Buddha-killing knife was stained with the blood of the evil Buddha and exuded the smell of great mercy!
That is an ominous weapon that has killed real gods!
After Han Yang obtained the Buddha-killing sword from the Divine Ruins, he was unable to use it because of his insufficient level.
Now, he is already the seventh level of Martial King!
Gather three souls and four souls!
The body is strong and the soul is strong!
Perhaps, we can use this ominous blade!
Zheng!
Almost at the moment Han Yang's thought came up, there was a buzzing and trembling sound in his Najie.
The ominous blade that he had almost forgotten began to cheer and show its presence.
That is a true god-killing sword, and even a seventh-level Martial King may not be able to control it.
But at this time, Han Yang had no choice!
Han Yang bluffed with his left hand and made a gesture of holding a knife.
Zheng!
The next moment, the sound of swords sounded.
The Najie on Han Yang's left hand exploded!
boom!
A magic knife filled with evil intentions jumped out of the ring.
Exuding all kinds of ominous light.
"Namo! Namo! Namo!"
The evil Buddha’s voice sounds!
Even though he had been promoted to the seventh level of the Martial King, Han Yang still felt like his head was buzzing.
"Come!"
Han Yang used his left hand to grasp the Buddha-killing knife tightly.
Namo!
Namo!
Namo!
The moment he held the Buddha-killing knife, all the star energy in his body was almost drained.
The voice of the evil Buddha ripples out!
"Hahahahaha..."
Han Yang held the magic sword in his hand, looking up to the sky and roaring.
This knife is so evil and demonic!
Just what he needed at this time.
boom!
Twenty-seven acupoints in the body exploded instantly!
Blessed by the three souls of heaven, earth and man!
Beauty is on!
The sound of swords sounded!
The strongest, kill Zen!
Use the sword that kills Buddha to kill the strongest Zen.
When Han Yang's Najie exploded and a magic knife popped out, the six people on the other side didn't actually pay attention.
By this time, Han Yang had one more magical weapon and one less magical weapon, and it no longer mattered.
Even if Han Yang had another magic whip, it would be impossible to defeat the luck blessing of the Zhenguo Jade Seal.
The five people showed no fear and used their killing moves one after another.
But alas, they were wrong!
Zheng!
The moment the sound of the sword sounded, the demonic voice of the evil Buddha sounded in their souls.
Namo!
Namo!
Namo!
The five people were just like the auspicious gods before, their bodies stiffened uncontrollably, and a swastika appeared between their eyebrows.
The Buddha-killing sword is full of evil.
At first, it was just a drop of Buddha's blood on the Buddha-killing knife, which gave birth to the unrivaled evil Buddha.
At this time, Han Yang used the killing zen to activate the power of the Buddha-killing sword, and the destructive power can be imagined.
Almost instantly, the consciousness of the five people became blurred.
"Namo..."
The five half-step Martial Emperors actually put their hands together in a gesture of devout worship.
Yang Xuanzhi on the side, under the protection of the Zhenguo Jade Seal, was not affected by the evil Buddha Zen of the Buddha-killing Sword.
At this time, his eyes were about to burst, and he screamed: "Wake up!"
Ouch!
Yang Xuanzhi roared angrily, and the golden dragon transformed into the Zhenguo Jade Seal also roared angrily.
Click!
The evil Buddha's Zen mind was broken, and the five demigods woke up in the evil Buddha's salvation.
"not good!"
At this time, they finally realized something was wrong, but it was too late.
Puff puff puff!
The blade of the Buddha-killing knife passed by.
All the defenses on their bodies were instantly torn apart.
Crush!
Annihilate!
With just one strike, three of the five half-step Martial Emperors were killed with one strike.
Only the two Half-Step Martial Emperors from Qingshan Realm, who were known for their defense, managed to escape with their lives!
But the two of them were also frightened to death by Han Yang's sword.
What kind of evil weapon is this!
It is actually more terrifying than the boundary-suppressing magic weapon.
puff!
Han Yang's body was split with countless blood stains.
The meridians in the body burst inch by inch!
Even the soul has cracks!
With him at the seventh level of the Martial King at this time, it was still a bit reluctant to control the Buddha-killing Blade.
but……
"Reincarnation!"
Han Yang did not hesitate to reincarnate again!
Injuries caused by self-explosion of acupuncture points.
The backlash of the Evil Buddha's Blade.
All restored in an instant.
This scene made the two Half-step Martial Emperors of the Qingshan Realm across from them feel dizzy.
"escape!"
The two of them completely lost the courage to fight Han Yang.
The fragments of the God List and the future of Qingshan Realm are not as important as their lives.
At this moment, Han Yang, holding the magic sword, is simply an invincible demon.
The two of them turned around and ran away without hesitation.
When Yang Xuanzhi saw this scene, he was so angry that his chest almost exploded.
These cowards!
Can't you see that Han Yang has turned pale and his life is not long?
As long as they can sustain one more blow, Han Yang will die!
Unfortunately, no matter how Yang Xuanzhi shouted, the two Half-Step Martial Emperors from Qingshan Realm fled without looking back.
"Yang Xuanzhi!"
While Yang Xuanzhi was still roaring angrily, Han Yang's cold voice sounded in his ears.
Zheng!
The sound of swords sounded.
Immediately following the sound of the sword, came the deafening Zen chant of the evil Buddha!
Namo!
Namo!
Namo!
The voice that filled his brain with a demonic sound made Yang Xuanzhi instantly stunned.
Only when he actually faced the Buddha-killing sword did he realize how terrifying this evil Buddha chanting was.
Even with the protection of the Zhenguo Jade Seal, the swastika characters still appeared unstoppably from the center of his eyebrows.
"South……"
Yang Xuan subconsciously wanted to put his hands together, but then suddenly woke up from the incredible piety.
"Samadhi Streaming Light Flame!"
At the critical moment, Yang Xuanzhi brazenly activated the forbidden technique regardless of the consequences!
The innate Samadhi fire refined in his body came out in full force!
Phew!
The sound of phoenix's cry sounded.
The innate samadhi fire turned into a fire phoenix and hit the Buddha-killing sword.
puff!
The blade passed by, and the fire phoenix split into pieces in an instant!
Previously, the six of them had joined forces to barely block Han Yang's sword. Now, on his own, there was no way he could resist Han Yang's sword.
Stab!
Han Yang's left robe sleeve was burned to ashes by the innate Samadhi fire.
Even the flesh and blood on the arm was scorched in the flames, almost turning into glass.
But his sword still cut through unswervingly.
Ouch!
The golden dragon transformed from the Zhenguo Jade Seal roared and roared, trying to tear the Buddha-killing knife apart.
"It has been a hundred thousand years since the previous dynasty was destroyed. Which country do you belong to?"
Han Yang sneered, suddenly inspiring the blacklist.
Ouch!
The same dragon roar roared out from Han Yang's body.
A black dragon opened its teeth and claws, and pounced on the golden dragon that was transformed into the national jade seal.
Because of the luck of the previous dynasty, it has withered for a hundred thousand years and has long since become a tree without roots.
One is the current luck, which is at its peak. The eight-level fragments gather the luck from all directions.
Victory or defeat has already been determined!
This chapter has been completed!