Chapter 750 Sword Intent to protect the world, corpse mountain deterrence
"You want to fight with me?"
Even when facing a real martial ancestor, Nangong Lin's expression remained unchanged.
The ancestor of Sanjing smiled slightly: "Robbery? How can we say it is robbery? First, Qianlong is my world in Jingshi Valley. Secondly, I am the first person to discover the ascension of this world... To say robbery
, it’s also Nangong, you and I are fighting for it!”
Faced with the aggressive attitude of Sanjing Ancestor, Nangong Lin just replied calmly: "So?"
"..."
The ancestor was shocked and fell silent.
I have long heard that Juehunjian Nangong Lin is domineering and does not put anyone in his eyes.
When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation.
"Then let me put it another way..."
Putting away the smile on his face, the ancestor of Sanjing said coldly: "This place is the boundary of Jingshi Valley. Your Xingxiu Mountain is beyond the reach of your whip. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect him..."
This is where the confidence of the ancestor of Sanjing lies.
It is true that Qianlong Mountain is an unclaimed land.
But surrounded by the three holy places of Jingshi Valley, Xumi Sect, and Putuo Temple, it would never be Xingxiu Mountain’s turn to intervene.
A strong dragon is hard to conquer.
No matter how strong Xingxiu Mountain is, it can't cross the border.
Nangong Lin just looked at Patriarch Sanjing indifferently and said nothing.
The ancestor of Sanjing turned to look at Han Yang and asked with a smile: "Let's not hurt our harmony. How about asking the world owner of this blessed land to see which holy land he is willing to seek refuge in?"
As he said this, he secretly transmitted the message: "Boy, be smarter. Xingxiu Mountain is high and the Emperor is far away. You can't control this place. You'd better..."
Before he could finish speaking, Han Yang spoke slowly.
"I only ask one question... Whoever can give me an answer, I will worship in that holy place."
As soon as these words came out, the San Jing Ancestor shrank his pupils.
Good boy.
How dare you disobey your ancestor?
But on the surface, he asked in a kind tone: "Ancestor, I like to give some advice to the younger disciples. If you have anything to say, feel free to ask."
Nangong Lin still didn't say a word.
Unlike Patriarch Sanjing who was determined to win, Nangong Lin was arrogant and arrogant. He simply felt that Han Yang was a talent that could be made and wanted to cultivate him.
As for Han Yang's choice, she actually didn't care.
Because this blessed land is destined to belong to Xingxiu Mountain and no one can take it away.
Under everyone's shocked, confused, and anxious gazes, Han Yang asked lightly: "Previously, when I was ascending, I encountered strong outsiders who blocked me. There was a swordsman in this world who helped me by cutting down the opponent with his sword.
I would like to ask, do you two know...who is that person?"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the faces of Sanjing Patriarch and Nangong Lin became very exciting.
"unlucky."
The ancestor of Sanjing cursed secretly.
Why did I forget this time?
Nangong Lin's expression changed slightly, and he nodded calmly and said: "That person is my sect Xingxuhai on Xingxiu Mountain...the three talented martial saint, Jue Yunzi."
Hearing this, Han Yang immediately smiled and said: "In this way, Tianwu Blessed Land will have Laoxingsu Mountain in the future."
It is not a gentleman not to retaliate against someone.
That old man from Lieshan clan dared to interfere with his ascension. This revenge will naturally be avenged in the future.
When Jueyunzi takes action, he will definitely leave a mark on Lieshan clan.
Han Yang chose to join Xingxiu Mountain so that he could get in touch with Jue Yunzi, and later use this opportunity to go to the Tianjing Realm and cause trouble for the old man from Lieshan.
Seeing that Han Yang insisted on going his own way and ignored his threats to worship at Xingxiu Mountain, the ancestor of Sanjing suddenly turned ugly.
He no longer cared about his face and said with an extremely cold expression: "Boy, you have to think clearly! Xingxiu Mountain is more than tens of thousands of miles away from here. The mountains are high and the water is far. If something happens here, they can't help you!"
If the soft one doesn't work, then the hard one will do.
It's totally a threat.
Zheng!
Han Yang pointed his sword forward, pointed at the Martial Ancestor, and said coldly: "I will become the Martial Emperor in one day, and I will be promoted to the second level in seven days. Guess how long it will take before I can chop off your dog's head?"
boom……
The heads of the juniors around him almost exploded at Han Yang's words.
So bold.
How dare you threaten... no, threaten a Martial Ancestor?
Liantong and the others were completely stupid.
They had never seen such a bold person. He was so arrogant as to force the Martial Ancestor with the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor.
Only Lian Yao, for some reason, had a feeling of "this is what a man should do" in his heart.
If given the chance, she would also like to point her sword at Martial Ancestor and shout: Let's see when I chop off your dog's head.
That feeling must be doubly comfortable.
"Okay! Very good! He is really a barbarian from the lower realm who has just ascended. He actually dares to point a knife at me."
The expression on the face of the Sanjing Ancestor gradually became ferocious. He looked at Han Yang and asked Nangong Lin: "Nangong, this junior, who is a junior, dares to humiliate me like this. I want to kill him, so you won't intervene, right?"
Nangong Lin said nothing.
With just a flick of his finger, a small sword like a swimming fish appeared in his hand.
When he caught a glimpse of this small swimming fish sword, a strong look of fear flashed in the eyes of the Sanjing Ancestor.
Soul Sword.
Nangong Lin is a member of the Xingxiu sect, the only person who has received the inheritance of Jueyunzi and understood the Soul-Sword Jue.
If she takes action forcefully, even if her cultivation level is stronger than hers, the outcome is unpredictable, and it would be better for both sides to suffer losses.
One thing in particular...
Taking action against Nangong Lin would most likely offend Jue Yunzi.
"Junior!"
Seeing Nangong Lin's determined intention to protect the other party, the ancestor was shocked by the fire in his heart, but he had no choice. He could only threaten Han Yang: "Humph, she can protect you for a while, can't...
I can protect you forever!"
As he spoke, his gaze pointedly glanced at the Tianwu Blessed Land beneath everyone's feet.
Of course Han Yang can leave.
But once the blessed land has landed, it cannot continue to move.
As long as Han Yang and Nangong Lin leave, this blessed land will definitely become the treasure of Jingshi Valley.
Noticing the cold gaze inspired by the Sanjing Ancestor, all the Martial Emperors and Martial Kings in Tianwu Paradise changed their expressions.
Today's changes were dizzying for them.
In the first seven days, the appearance of a strong man from the Wuzong made them tremble with fear and awe of heaven and man.
As a result, today, above the Martial Sect, there is the Martial Master, and above the Martial Master...there is also someone I have never heard of...the Martial Ancestor.
Now, His Majesty the Demon Emperor Han Yang has angered the Martial Ancestor. If he slaps his butt and leaves, what will happen to Martial Fortune Land that day?
Will the other party be willing to treat them well?
Faced with the threat from the Sanjing Ancestor, Han Yang smiled softly and asked in confusion: "No way? You are also a strong Martial Ancestor after all. Don't you realize that in my blessed land, with other ascended people?
What’s the difference?”
Is there a difference?
Not to mention the confusion of the ancestors of Sanjing, even Liantong and others now have confused faces.
Isn’t it just a new blessed land?
What difference will it make?
Lian Yao pursed her lips, looking thoughtful.
Nangong Lin looked at Han Yang and became more and more appreciative.
"Oh……"
Seeing that the ancestor of Sanjing was confused and unable to explain the reason, Han Yang did not continue to show off. With a flick of his finger, a sword light shot out from his hand and went straight to Tianwu Paradise.
Zheng.
Amidst everyone's confused eyes, the sound of swords sounded.
A bright sword light rotated rapidly, circled around the sword light shot by Han Yang, and finally disappeared.
Boom.
Han Yang's sword fell, creating a huge crater.
But at this time, everyone's attention had all fallen on the sword light that suddenly appeared and then disappeared.
"Is it... the Soul-Exhausting Sword Intent?!"
The ancestor of Sanjing was so embarrassed that he almost broke his steel teeth.
Damn Jueyunzi.
Not only did he save this ascension land, but he also left a sword intention in this place?
It would be okay if you just float in the void, but if you try to enter Tianwu rashly, you will definitely be intercepted by the sword.
Moreover, even if this sword power is exhausted, Jue Yunzi will definitely be alarmed.
Just imagine, besides the martial saints of the same level, who else has the courage to provoke Jue Yunzi, a three-talented martial saint?
Only warriors from the Tianwu Continent can come and go freely.
"You...did you know this a long time ago?"
Ancestor Sanjing suddenly thought of something and looked at the mountain of corpses piled higher and higher at Han Yang's feet in surprise.
If this person had known for a long time that the Jueyunzi Sword Intention was protecting Tianwu Paradise, then why did he have to fight bloody battles for seven days?
Han Yang stood proudly on the top of the corpse mountain and said in a calm tone: "The sword intention is just a gift from others after all. If I don't leave a corpse mountain and kill tens of thousands of them, how can I let the warriors in this world know what it is?"