Chapter 408 Testing Han Yang’s humanity and seeking death
Earlier, when there were more than ten people, there were still people shouting and shouting.
Trying to use the momentum to overwhelm others and force Han Yang to give in.
Now when the number of people reaches thousands, no one speaks and there is dead silence.
Two people on one side, thousands of people on the other side, just stared at each other in silence.
The invisible pressure made Ji Xiangtian clenched his fists hard.
After all, Zhutian Dao is just a sect that secretly kidnaps geniuses. They fight many people alone. This is the first time she has encountered such a scene of one against a thousand.
Even his breathing became rapid, and his chest heaving gradually intensified.
"Enter!"
An Shentang suddenly roared angrily.
boom!
Thousands of people, all moving in unison, took a step forward.
The ground shook under the tremors of these people's footsteps.
"Enter!"
An Shentang spoke again.
Thousands of people stepped forward again.
In just two steps, the number of people increased from 5,000 to 6,000.
It can be seen that it is not because these people did not discover the tomb, but because Mr. Han's achievements in Blood Waste City made them feel in awe and did not dare to step forward.
Now, with the warrior-level powerhouse An Shentang taking the lead, and thousands of people joining forces to exert pressure, the fear they had in their hearts has long since dissipated.
More and more people came out of the woods and joined the team.
"Enter!"
When An Shentang spoke for the third time, more than seven thousand people stepped forward.
A trace of cold sweat flowed down Ji Xiangtian's temples.
There are more than 7,000 people, and there are thousands of Yuan Dan realms, which can completely grind her to death.
When quantity reaches a terrifying level, it can really overwhelm quality.
An Shentang's eyes flashed with a strange look.
She didn't expect that Han Yang was so strong that he could even kill the ten generals of the Desolate Temple in the Tianhuang Territory.
But she is fearless.
There is strength in numbers here.
Even a warrior-level warrior would die of hatred in the face of thousands of Yuan Dan.
Those who do not become kings and do not enter the realm of kings are still mortals after all.
Mortals can use human lives to pile death!
Han Yang looked indifferent, and the Qianye Divine Sword clanged out of the sword box behind him.
Zheng!
The sound of violent sword clanging sounded.
The Qianye Divine Sword drew a fierce ravine thirty feet in front of the mausoleum.
Swordsmanship!
Among the ninth-level Yuan Dan powerhouses on the opposite side, several of them had faintly changed their expressions.
Then everyone heard Han Yang's voice, ringing in front of the mausoleum: "One step beyond the line and you will die!"
A simple sentence, five words, but it contains a powerful and ferocious meaning, soaring into the sky.
"Ah……"
A look of contempt flashed in An Shentang's eyes, and he slowly raised his arm.
"Enter!"
Eight thousand people all took a step forward.
"Enter!"
Eight thousand five hundred people, only one step away from the ravine.
The proud look on An Shentang's face became even stronger.
Han Yang's methods can scare the warriors of the Great Chu Dynasty and the warriors of the ten holy sects, but... they cannot scare the warriors of the wilderness.
Each of the barbaric warriors bears the blood debt of dozens or hundreds of lives!
Each one is a desperado struggling to survive.
threaten!
bloody.
It will only arouse the ferocity of the warriors in the wilderness.
"Enter!"
An Shentang spoke again.
The nine thousand people stepped forward and crossed the boundary drawn by Han Yang.
"Master, don't..."
Ji Xiangtian knew Han Yang's temperament very well.
He is definitely a very daring person. When he was at the ninth level of Qi Gathering, he dared to swing his sword at the evil Buddha.
The warriors in the wilderness thought that they could use their righteousness and numbers to force Han Yang to retreat, but they were wrong.
Han Yang will kill anyone who dares to cross the line.
But these people cannot be killed!
The barbaric land is different from the Chu Dynasty.
The Chu Dynasty has a quota for the list of gods, and all the martial kings of the third level and above will go to the secret realm of the emperor to look for opportunities to break through, so that the number of kings in the dynasty is rare, and not many show up.
But there is no place on the list of gods in the wilderness, so I don’t know how many martial kings are hidden.
The An family of An Shentang has an ancestor who is a third-level Martial King.
Behind these people, there are masters, elders, ancestors, and countless powerful people who respect the King of Martial Arts. If a mass killing was carried out, there would no longer be a place for Han Yang to gain a foothold in the entire barbaric land.
Han Yang glanced at An Shentang's proud face with an indifferent gaze, and revealed a smile.
There was a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.
"Xiao Jiu'er!"
Following his angry shout, a petite figure wearing a red wedding dress quickly flew out of the mausoleum.
fly!
Fly in the sky!
boom!
Xiao Jiuer's petite body landed steadily in front of the ravine drawn by Han Yang.
King realm force field, unfold!
Puff puff puff puff puff!
The sound of explosions came and went.
Those warriors who cross the line, whether they are in the Bone Forging Realm, Qi Gathering Realm, or Yuan Dan Realm, there is no difference, they will all die!
In just a short moment, as the King Realm force field unfolded, all the hundreds of warriors who crossed the line were crushed into a pile of rotten flesh by the huge force.
There were no injuries and no screams.
Those who cross the line are all dead.
There was dead silence.
No one in the entire team of eight thousand people made a sound, they were all frozen in place as if frozen.
King Wu.
He can fly in the air and possess a king-level force field, so he can only be a Martial King.
This petite-looking little girl turned out to be a terrifying Martial King?
Eight thousand people were as silent as a cicada, and no one dared to make a sound.
Xiao Jiuer blinked, took out the candied haws on his waist, and licked it gently.
She finally learned to eat candied haws, no longer the kind that swallowed even the wooden spindle in one bite.
The more than 8,000 warriors looked at her as if they were seeing ghosts, and licked the candied haws.
Gulu!
I don’t know how many people were swallowing their saliva.
Not greedy, but... scared.
"Damn it for delaying Xiao Jiuer's healing time!"
Han Yang's eyes were cold, scanning the various faces in front of him.
There are no good people in the wilderness.
Except for a weird dude like Jiang Hong, there is no warrior in the wilderness whose hands are not full of blood.
These people want to use their lives to test Han Yang's humanity?
Just ridiculous.
He slaughtered the entire wilderness without blinking an eye.
"Han Yang, you..."
An Shentang spoke again with a complicated expression.
But before she finished her sentence, Han Yang pointed his finger and said, "Kill her!"
Of all the people, An Shentang was the one who deserved the most death.
If they weren't instigated by her, these people might not have the courage to come forward.
The corpses of the ten generals of the Desolate Temple were placed there. Without An Shentang, there might not be so many people who would dare to be enemies with Han Yang.
boom!
Xiao Jiuer carefully put away the uneaten candied haws, and disappeared suddenly.
"I am the direct grandson of An Shen Tong, you dare to kill me..."
boom!
An Shentang's voice disappeared along with Xiao Jiuer's falling figure.
Under the king's realm, everyone is an ant!
Xiao Jiuer didn't even have to take action, he used the King Realm force field to crush him until he died.
The leader was killed, and the remaining seven or eight thousand people took a step back in fright, with horror in their eyes.
If they hadn't realized that Xiao Jiu'er was a corpse from heaven and was not completely conscious, and escaping rashly might have triggered her murderous intent, these people would have run away long ago.
Now, they only dare to step back carefully step by step.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snap.
At this moment, light applause sounded at an inappropriate time.
Everyone turned around and saw two figures walking out of the woods.
Both of them were dressed in white, with some bright red marks like peach blossoms on their robes.
"Peach Blossom Island!"
The distinctive costumes allowed everyone to recognize the origins of the two people at a glance.
Only on Peach Blossom Island dare to wear peach blossom clothes.
Among the two, a young man with red lips and white teeth who somewhat resembled Li Xuanyan said with a smile: "As expected of the man chosen by that scoundrel, he is indeed quite capable... If I kill you, that little scoundrel will definitely be sad. A long, long time."
