Chapter 549 Meeting Han Yang is like meeting a god
"flash!"
"Can't stop it!"
This time, Li Wanqing, Black Dragon King and others finally despaired.
The third knife shattered their attack of more than fifty people.
The fourth sword will definitely break through their defense!
No one expected that Han Yang could be so terrifying when he condensed his heavenly soul and advanced to the Martial King realm.
To others, the weakness in the process of condensing the Heavenly Soul seemed to not exist for Han Yang.
No!
It should be said that Han Yang became stronger in the process of condensing the Heavenly Soul.
There were more than fifty sixth-level Martial Kings, half of them fled in all directions, and half of them were unable to dodge. They could only use the halo of the fragments of the divine list to resist Han Yang's fourth sword.
boom!
With the fourth sword, the God-killing Emperor finally landed on the halo of the fragments of the God List.
boom!
The halo of the fragments of the God List was like a beautiful bubble, which was instantly shattered.
Puff puff puff puff!
The sounds of corpses breaking could be heard one after another.
A sixth-level Martial King died in despair under Han Yang's blade.
Without the protection of the fragments of the God List, they are like lambs to be slaughtered.
Zheng!
After killing more than twenty Martial Kings, the power of the blade remained undiminished as it continued to kill the rest.
"No……"
The martial kings who were unable to control the air could not escape as fast as Han Yang's sword.
They all let out desperate roars.
Boom boom boom!
The sword light passed over the crowd.
Countless people's halos were shattered, and their bodies were chopped off by the blade.
The three souls of heaven, earth and man were instantly wiped out.
Even those Martial Kings who barely blocked the sword light were blasted into the mountains by the powerful impact, and were in a state of embarrassment.
You can't die anymore!
When the sword light finally disappeared from the sky, the remaining seventeen Martial Kings crawled out of the rocks with dull faces, even forgetting to escape.
A knife that shocked the world!
They were all frightened by Han Yang's devastating sword!
The fragments of the divine list that he relied on to protect him were like useless blisters in front of Han Yang's blade.
Weak!
Horrified!
Despair spread in the hearts of all Martial Kings.
Li Wanqing, Lu Yaowang and others were lucky enough to survive. At this time, their faces were pale and they looked at Han Yang with horror in their eyes.
"Is that all there is? It's a pity that it's not enough..."
Han Yang was slightly disappointed.
not enough!
The remaining luck after these Martial Kings were beheaded was not enough for him to gather for the fifth life!
By condensing the martial spirit of the sixth-generation God of War, the luck required for each life increases exponentially!
To condense the souls of the last two war gods, at least two thousand sixth-level Martial Kings are needed!
This number made Han Yang's scalp tingle.
"Kneel down!"
Han Yang shouted at Taohuawu Pier Li Wanqing and Wanyao Pavilion Lu Yaowang.
These people are all King Wu of the Holy Sect of the Imperial Dynasty. They have never bowed down to the casual cultivators.
Facing Han Yang's order, they subconsciously showed shame and annoyance.
Zheng!
The sound of swords sounded.
Star Destroyer God!
The black line flashed past.
boom!
Li Wanqing and the three Martial Kings had their halos shattered and were killed with a single blow.
They were not even given a chance to beg for mercy.
Plop!
King Lu Yao knelt down!
Compared with other sects of the imperial dynasty, King Wu of Wanyao Pavilion has a weaker temperament.
Not to mention, Han Yang was really like a devil at this time.
Kill someone if they don't agree with you.
If they hesitate even a little bit, they might be the next to be killed.
Plop!
Plop!
With King Lu Yao taking the lead, the remaining thirteen Martial Kings fell to their knees in humiliation one after another.
Just when everyone thought they were going to suffer further humiliation, Han Yang ignored them and brandished his sword towards the sky.
Ouch!
The sound of dragon roar sounded.
A sleeve of blue dragon!
The sword light roared and slashed towards the sky.
Those who were still in shock were unable to dodge the flying boats and directly collided with the roaring sword light.
"No!"
"Royal in the sky!"
The warriors on the flying boat wanted to fly into the air to avoid Han Yang's execution.
But they don't have the fragments of the God List, where they will be Han Yang's opponents today.
A divine soul pressure that seemed like divine power was born from the depths of their souls.
These miserable Martial Kings fell from the sky one by one as if they had lost their ability to control the air.
Five of the eight airships were destroyed.
Only three ships were lucky enough not to be swept away by the sword light and escaped with their lives.
Those martial kings who fell into the canyon were killed by Han Yang with a single blow before they even had time to get up.
Killing a sixth-level Martial King is like slaughtering a dog!
Without the fragments of the God List, these Martial Kings were as weak as children in front of Han Yang.
die!
The stumps and broken arms fell to the ground, and hundreds of martial kings died unexpectedly.
The entire valley was dyed red with the blood of the martial kings.
"We...are not dead?"
Among the Martial Kings who fell to the ground, a dozen of them were lucky enough to survive, and they all looked at each other in confusion.
They didn't think Han Yang could kill them with his strength.
sand!
The sand and gravel in the valley made the sound of being trampled.
Like thunder, it sounded in the hearts of all the remaining Martial Kings.
They were all like frightened rabbits, looking at Han Yang in horror.
"You are all masters of weapon refining, or are proficient in weapon refining. Now, I will give you a chance to survive! Whether you can grasp it depends on your luck!"
Han Yang's voice rang in the ears of all King Wu.
Before a stick of incense, no one would have paid attention to Han Yang's "arrogant" words.
King Wu of the Holy Sect of the Imperial Dynasty is such a proud existence.
They would rather die in battle than serve Han Yang.
But now, when nearly a hundred sixth-level Martial Kings and hundreds of fifth-level Martial Kings died under Han Yang's sword, and their bones were scattered in the valley, they were afraid.
They could even smell the stench of the blood of their companions in their nostrils.
Their consciousness is constantly invaded by the resentment of the Martial Kings who died in battle.
They never imagined that death was so close to them.
"You...what exactly do you want us to do?"
Lu Yaowang's voice was trembling, and his expression was distorted.
Frustrated!
humiliation!
despair!
anger!
Lots of emotions, all piled up together.
Even he himself didn't know what expression he was going to put on now.
Han Yang didn't care about the attitudes of these people, as long as they could work for him.
"It's very simple. I want to use your weapon refining ability to break the fragments of the God List..."
Han Yang's words really sounded like thunder.
All the remaining Martial Kings looked at Han Yang with extremely absurd expressions.
Fragments of the Broken God List?
Not even the ninth level Martial King can do this.
This demon king, Han Yang, thinks that by defeating them, he can do whatever he wants?
Many people even had sarcastic sneers on their faces.
In their view, Han Yang's desire to break the fragments of the God List was as ridiculous as a mortal wielding a sword at King Wu.
Han Yang ignored these sarcastic and mocking looks and walked up to King Lu Yao.
This King of Martial Arts of Wanyao Pavilion is a master of alchemy and weapon refining, with almost full talents in heresy.
boom!
Han Yang pointed his finger on King Lu Yao's eyebrows.
King Lu Yao trembled subconsciously and wanted to resist, but he couldn't stop Han Yang's fingers at all.
Even the fragments of the God List were pierced by Han Yang with one finger!
After condensing the soul of the fourth-generation war god, Han Yang's strength skyrocketed, and he regarded the fragments of the sixth-level Martial King's list as if they were nothing!
Buzz!
A torrent of memories poured into Lu Yaowang's mind.
Lu Yaowang's expression gradually changed from humiliated and twisted to one of horror and shock.
"You...who are you?"
When Lu Yaowang opened his eyes again, there was only a mad look of worship in his eyes.
Meeting Han Yang is like meeting God!
