Chapter 122 I’m going to kill someone
The middle-aged fat woman and those gangsters were completely frightened.
They even thought what happened today was magical.
Suddenly, a sixth-level bone forger appeared and beheaded their boss, and the fat sheep in their eyes was not a fat sheep at all, but a hungry wolf that chose people to eat.
When the disciples of Duantian Pavilion escaped just now, they showed off their magical powers and displayed all their cultivation abilities.
The weakest is at the fifth level of jade bone, and the strongest is even at the seventh or eighth level of forged bone.
But so many strong men who only existed in legends were actually killed by "Fat Sheep" with one sword.
Is this still a "fat sheep"?
How strong is he?
The peak of the seventh level of bone forging?
Eighth level of bone forging?
They can no longer imagine it.
In the Black City, the strongest city lord was only at the sixth level of bone forging, but they randomly found a fat sheep and turned out to be a super master.
"Spare your life! My lord, please spare your life..."
The fat middle-aged woman was wailing incessantly, and her head was covered in blood as she kowtowed.
Han Yang looked at these gangsters and said calmly: "You, your crime will not lead to death..."
In one sentence, the middle-aged fat woman and the gangsters breathed a sigh of relief.
It would be great if you don’t have to die...
However, Han Yang's next words sent chills all over their bodies.
"Unfortunately, I'm in a bad mood right now, so you'd better go die!"
The sword light lit up again.
All the gangsters were wiped out.
Xiao Jiuer looked at this scene expressionlessly, his mood unchanged at all.
Han Yang stretched out his hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to kill someone."
Xiao Jiuer glanced at Han Yang and stretched out his small hand into Han Yang's big hand.
Two figures, one big and one small, one white and one red, left the alley.
Behind, only bodies were left on the ground.
…
Tianzhi Tower.
Compared with the orderliness when Han Yang first came to buy information, it is now a mess.
There was no trace of the gatekeeper warrior.
The entire building was almost demolished.
In each box, there were corpses lying strewn about, all of them were staff members of Tianzhi Tower.
Han Yang led Xiao Jiuer forward, went up to the second floor, and reached the room where the deacon was.
The door had been kicked in and there was blood everywhere.
The body of the beautiful woman was lying on the chair in the room.
Not only was she killed, she was obviously tortured during her lifetime.
His hands and feet were broken, his bones were shattered, his face was painted, and he died in an extremely miserable manner.
The boss opened his eyes and stared straight at the ceiling.
Han Yang came to her and said nothing, just silently closed his eyes for her.
"Ye Shu."
Han Yang remembered her name.
Tianzhi Tower is a mess.
It was so chaotic that no one collected the bodies for them.
Han Yang slowly came to the stairs on the second floor and shouted: "Is there anyone alive?"
After a while, a trembling figure crawled out from behind the counter. Judging from the clothes, she was a maid.
She first glanced at Han Yang, then looked at Xiao Jiuer, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress next to Han Yang, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "You... you are the one who killed the disciples of Duantian Pavilion."
Before Han Yang could say anything, she suddenly burst into tears, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Han Yang walked downstairs and came to the maid, "Go and prepare a good coffin and arrange funeral arrangements for Ye Shu. I'll be right back..."
After saying that, he led Xiao Jiuer and walked out.
"Those butchers are looking for you everywhere. Where are you going?"
The maid shouted with some fear.
"Go kill people."
Han Yang's back disappeared.
Only a cold voice was left.
The maid was stunned for a long time, and then burst into tears.
…
On the long street.
Two figures, one large and one small, walked towards Yuelai Inn.
On the street, pedestrians seemed a little uneasy.
"Did you hear that the city is on lockdown?"
"Isn't that right? All four city gates are blocked."
"There are bone-forging masters guarding every city gate. They look quite scary."
"How long has it been since our Black City was closed? Ten years?"
"It's been twenty years, and I don't know what big thing happened, but the whole city was sealed off!"
The comments from passers-by made Han Yang frown slightly.
Black City is the territory of Yuanmen, but it was sealed off because of the death of a disciple of Duantian Pavilion?
As they were walking, the chatter in their ears suddenly became quieter.
Snap!
Snap!
Herod!
The hoofbeats of war horses sounded. More than a dozen war horses appeared on the street, and pedestrians gave way.
Sitting on the war horses were more than a dozen city guard generals wearing black armor, each of whom was at the third level of bone forging.
Behind these people is a hundred-man city guard, all of whom are experts at the Body Tempering Realm.
Amid the neighing of the war horses, they stood in front of Han Yang.
The leader of the centenary took out a scroll, looked at Han Yang and Xiao Jiuer for a few times, and then waved his hand.
"Get these two guys who don't care about life and death for me!"
With an order, the centurions came towards Han Yang with weapons in hand.
Han Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "When did the city guards of the nine cities of Yuanmen become the lackeys of Duantian Pavilion?"
Hearing this, the centurion of the city guard clenched his fist, and the centurion came to an abrupt halt.
"Are you humiliating my Black City Guards?"
The centurion looked down at Han Yang with cold murderous intent in his eyes.
Han Yang did not continue to quarrel with such a small person, and said coldly: "I am a disciple of the Yuan Clan. I want your guard general to come and talk to me!"
As soon as the four words "Yuanmen disciple" came out, it caused quite a commotion in the surrounding area.
For the nine cities of Yuanmen, Yuanmen is the sky!
Every Yuanmen disciple has a respected status when arriving in Nine Cities.
If a core disciple or a direct disciple comes, the city lord and the guarding general will greet him personally.
The chiefs immediately looked at the centurion nervously.
The centurion looked Han Yang up and down and sneered: "Pretending to be a disciple of the Yuan Clan is a serious crime! Killing people in my dark city and pretending to be a disciple of the Yuan Clan. I think you are tired of living. Come on, get it for me. ! If there is any resistance, we will kill without mercy!"
The centurions once again obeyed the order and moved forward, and the atmosphere was tense.
Han Yang threw it casually and shot the token representing his direct disciple at the centurion.
The centurion took the token with a casual move, and his expression changed drastically after just one glance.
Personal disciple token.
He didn't expect that this young man without the unique marks of the Yuan Sect would actually be a direct disciple of the Yuan Sect.
After taking a deep breath, he cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, wait a moment, I will inform the guarding general right now!"
Immediately, a commander beside him immediately turned his horse's head and galloped away in the direction of the guarding general's mansion.
Han Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.
interesting!
The centurion seemed to be subdued and polite, but he still did not get out of the way obediently.
A commercial city?
Ah……
A sneer appeared on Han Yang's face.
Today, he was ready to go on a killing spree, so it didn't matter if he killed a few more people!
After half a stick of incense, the black town guard general came on horseback. He was a peak six-level bone forging expert.
They were much stronger than Luo Town's deputy general Ximen Sheng and general Ye Bufan.
"Xia Mingxuan, the general guarding the Black Town, pays homage to the Yuan Clan's personal successor!"
The guarding general got off his horse and bowed his hands politely.
Han Yang looked at this man with playful eyes and said, "Get your people back, I'm going to kill someone!"
