Chapter 527 Killing Gods with a Mortal Body
"What?"
"Hahaha."
"Three swords? Can you use one more sword?"
Yang Mace dismissed Han Yang's words and stretched out his dry and withered right hand.
Han Yang's condition at this time was extremely bad.
The sword marks on his chest nearly tore his body apart, his acupoints exploded twice in a row, and his meridians were ravaged to a pulp.
In half an hour, he had only recovered 70% of his strength.
It can be seen that the end of the war has been reached.
Under such circumstances, Yang Kai was naturally disdainful of Han Yang's bold words.
"There are always some people who don't know how high the sky is, how great the world is, and whether there are people outside the world... You can go and die."
Han Yang was weak and almost on the verge of death.
But the fighting spirit in him was gradually boiling.
The god of war, born to die, only fights!
"Reincarnation!"
Three days ago, he had just used Samsara, and if he used it again, his foundation would be greatly damaged.
But he didn't hesitate.
If you say you must kill Yang Mace, you must kill him!
Uh-huh!
The moon rose and rotated in front of Han Yang.
The injuries on his body healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The sword marks, injuries from self-exploding acupoints, and damaged internal organs were all restored in an instant.
Yang Mace, who was sure of victory, suddenly got excited and accelerated his attack speed.
However, before his skinny arm could fall, Han Yang had already drawn his sword.
"cut!"
Another self-explosion of the orifice!
Kill Zen again!
Another strongest blow!
The sword light filled with the Zen spirit of the Evil Buddha turned into a shrill golden light and slashed towards Yang Mace.
With Yang Kai's cultivation as a ninth-level Martial King, he was unable to get out of the way.
boom!
The blade of the sword struck firmly in the light of the fragments of the divine list.
Buzz!
The light shield trembled violently, as if it was on the verge of collapse.
But in the end, I managed to hold on.
Yang Kai let out a sigh of relief.
This kid can only be described as weird. He must be killed as quickly as possible.
"you……"
Just as Yang Mace was about to announce Han Yang's death date, he suddenly saw another moon rising next to Han Yang for the second time.
Uh-huh!
The acupuncture point that Han Yang had self-destructed before recovered again in an instant.
Yang Kai's pupils shrank, as if he was seeing a ghost.
How can this be!
No matter how heaven-defying a method is, it cannot be created out of thin air and used again and again!
Like Han Yang's method of self-exploding acupoints in a desperate blow, acupoints and internal organs would be severely damaged. How could he use it twice in a row?
Even if he had heaven-level elixirs as his foundation, he would never be able to do it!
"cut!"
Han Yang's eyes boiled with fighting spirit and he slashed out the second sword.
Self-explosion orifice!
Kill Zen!
The strongest blow!
Jian Feng arrived in front of Yang Mace in an instant.
"ah……"
Yang Mace felt horrified and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.
boom!
The killing ray of light struck Yang Jian for the third time.
The power of the fragments of the divine list that had been destroyed by Li Lianjiu was finally exhausted at this time.
Poof!
There was a muffled sound.
The golden light almost completely disappeared, leaving only an almost imperceptible cold glow still covering Yang Kai's body.
Yang Kai's soul disappeared.
He suddenly realized that if the boy in front of him could do it again, he might really be killed with one knife.
"Junior! Just wait, I will kill you once!"
The timid Yang Kai released his hold on the fragments of the divine list and prepared to teleport himself away.
"What, you want to leave now? It's too late!"
Reincarnation reappears!
The third reincarnation flashed, and Han Yang's acupoints recovered again.
cut!
The third time he blew up his orifice.
Sha Chan also surged out for the fourth time!
"roll!"
Yang Mace swung out his sword and tried to block it.
One breath!
As long as he persists for one more breath, he can teleport away.
At this moment, he secretly swore in his heart that when he returned from the Emperor's Secret Realm next time, he would cut Han Yang into pieces to satisfy his hatred.
But at this moment, the fourth moon wheel rose.
Han Yang slashed out for the fifth time!
Kill Zen!
"Code, you, cheating..."
Yang Mace's eyes were protruding, and his canthus was about to burst. He just watched helplessly as the knife struck him first and last.
puff!
The two knives were stacked back and forth, and the light of the thin paper-like fragments of the God List suddenly shattered.
Most of the sword lights continued to strike out one by one.
Yang Mace was seriously injured by Li Lianjiu, and his body was on the verge of collapse. How could he withstand this blow?
His chest and heart were completely shattered.
"I, I still have a chance..."
As soon as this thought came to his mind, the fourth sword from before had already shattered the sword in his hand and hit his head.
boom!
The head explodes!
The souls of heaven, earth and man were shattered.
In just an instant, this high-ranking ninth-level Martial King died under Han Yang's sword because of his carelessness.
Seeing Yang Kai's headless body falling from the sky, Han Yang spat heavily.
"You believe it when I say three swords? Why don't you put your neck in front of my sword? You idiot!"
At the end of the sentence, Han Yang burst out laughing.
While laughing, he kept coughing up blood.
but……
In the end, he won.
Ninth level!
He beheaded a ninth-level Martial King!
Although he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he was still at the ninth level!
There was no other sound in the sky above Ziyun City, only Han Yang's hearty laughter remained.
"He...he actually smashed the fragmented shield of the God List? Killing gods with a mortal body?"
The dumbfounded Fu Liuxin stared at the seriously injured Han Yang in the void in disbelief, his eyes full of awe.
Seeing it is like seeing God!
At this moment, in Fu Liuxin's heart, Han Yang was as great as a god.
Killing gods with a mortal body is nothing but a god!
"My Mingjiao is really unlucky."
With a sigh, Fu Liuxin seemed to have seen the end of the Mingjiao's destruction.
Zhang Wuyou also stared at Han Yang blankly and remained silent for a long time.
He didn't know how long it took before he burst out laughing.
"No more fighting... no more competition... wouldn't I be making myself uncomfortable by comparing myself with this kind of monster?"
Zhang Wuyou, who was proud and arrogant, no longer had the slightest idea of competing with Han Yang.
How can humans contend with God?
Just kneel down in front of the gods, lie down, and worship.
Whoosh!
Xiao Jiuer rose from the sky and appeared next to Han Yang. He stared at Han Yang's hair blankly, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Han Yang smiled and rubbed Xiao Jiuer's head.
"Ah! Master, hair, your hair..."
Only then did Ji Xiangtian realize that Han Yang originally only had a streak of white on the side of his ears, but at this time, all his black hair had turned white.
The fluttering silver threads gave Han Yang, who had just defeated the ninth-level Martial King and become a god in a battle, a sense of sadness.
Han Yang was still smiling.
He has something to do and is fine!
He used reincarnation forcefully four times and paid a heavy price.
The foundation is almost destroyed, and there is not much life left.
In ten years, or even five years, he will run out of life and die.
But Han Yang is confident that in the next few years, he will be able to gather the three souls and be promoted to King of Martial, thereby making up for his longevity.
As for the damaged foundation, we can only find ways to slowly restore it.
"Go, dig out the fragments of the God List from that old ghost. I want to see what that thing is."
Han Yang flicked his finger between Xiao Jiuer's eyebrows.
Awakening the little girl from her sorrow.
Xiao Jiuer pursed her lips, wiped away her tears, then turned around and rushed toward Yang Kai's body.
At this time, the crazy smile on Saintess Luanyuan's face had long since disappeared.
She widened her eyes and looked at Han Yang, who was wearing white clothes and white hair, as if she were seeing a ghost...
