Chapter 556 Divine Grace Orders the Colosseum

Han Yang looked at the panicked Zhang Wuyou teasingly.

How could he not hold back when dealing with such a cunning little fox.

As early as when he captured Zhang Wuyou, he had already left a mark on Zhang Wuyou.

Even if Zhang Wuyou fled to the ends of the earth, he still couldn't escape his pursuit.

Zhang Wuyou saw the look in Han Yang's eyes and immediately accepted his fate.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to kill you, but to bring you luck."

Zhang Wuyou explained, then remained silent and looked like he was just letting himself be dealt with.

Han Yang sat down on the main seat and said, "Tell me about the divine order you just mentioned. I'm very interested."

General You on the side had his eyes twitching.

Who is this guy wearing the Blood Lotus Mask? He actually makes their Holy Son of Mingjiao so "humble".

If he hadn't met the leader of the Ming Cult and his two envoys, he would have suspected that the leader was here in person.

Seeing that Han Yang didn't kill him, Zhang Wuyou couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said to the general, "Explain the divine grace order."

General You didn't dare to look any further and lowered his head as he introduced the matter of the Divine Grace Order.

"Ha...isn't it the Colosseum?"

Han Yang sneered.

This one really dares to say it.

Jiangyou's heart was beating wildly, and he felt more and more that the identity of the person in front of him was not simple.

"Go and prepare three more divine grace orders."

Han Yang did not regard himself as an outsider at all, and gave instructions casually.

Jiang You subconsciously looked at Zhang Wuyou.

Zhang Wuyou waved his hands feebly and said, "Just do as he asked."

The general did not dare to say anything and could only respectfully accept the order and leave.

After he left the box, Han Yang said with a smile: "You Ming Cult are doing well, and you have many people in the Emperor's Secret Realm."

Zhang Wuyou laughed sarcastically and did not answer the question.

He was afraid that Han Yang had not forgotten his revenge on the Ming Cult and would kill all those undercover.

If Han Yang proposed it, he wouldn't have the courage to refuse.

"Have you been promoted to King of Martial Arts?"

Zhang Wuyou accompanied Xin Xin and asked.

Han Yang can appear here, most likely because he has been promoted successfully.

But he couldn't help but want to ask.

When he was at the ninth level of Yuan Dan, Han Yang killed the king and killed the gods. If he became the King of Martial Arts, he couldn't even imagine how powerful Han Yang could be.

"I'm lucky to be promoted, and I want to thank you for the luck you sent me." Han Yang said lightly.

"hehe……"

Zhang Wuyou laughed sarcastically and did not answer the question.

He secretly looked at Han Yang from the corner of his eye, as if he wanted to see his changes after being promoted to King of Martial Arts.

After Han Yang was promoted to King of Martial, it seemed that Shen Hua was restrained, but not as domineering and imposing as in the Yuan Dan realm.

Talking about other changes...it is that Han Yang's white hair has a few more touches of black.

Shouyuan seemed to have partially recovered.

"Are you confident that you can conquer the Emperor's Secret Realm?"

After a long silence in the box, Zhang Wuyou asked with a hint of meaning.

Han Yang sneered and said nothing.

Zhang Wuyou didn't dare to ask any more questions and could only wait restlessly for General You to return.

After waiting for two full hours, there was still no sign of Jiang You.

Seeing that Han Yang seemed a little impatient, Zhang Wuyou hurriedly said: "Let me ask..."

Take out the telegraphing note and transmit the message to the general.

Originally, there should not be any communication between Anzi and An Zi.

But facing the domineering Han Yang, he no longer cared about this.

…

Imperial Valley, Daxia Dynasty, Summer Palace.

"Jiangyou, is this your attitude when talking to me?"

A eunuch wearing a flying fish suit looked at Jiang You with an indifferent expression and a playful look in his eyes.

The general hurriedly saluted respectfully and said humbly: "Mr. Hu, you have misunderstood. I have no other meaning in being humble. I just want to ask for three divine grace tokens..."

Manager Hu looked at General You with a half-smile, and sneered: "You are really good at applying for four divine grace orders at once! Hand over two of them and put them under our Dongchang name."

It turns out that the warriors in the Emperor's Secret Realm don't want to apply for the Divine Grace Order until they are desperate.

Since then, the Temple of Divine Grace has often been abandoned, with no one participating in bloody battles.

Therefore, the Divine List organization issued an order that for each dynasty and holy sect, ten people must hold the Divine Grace Order and participate in the bloody battle every ten years.

Within the dynasty, they naturally followed suit and allocated this quota to various forces within the dynasty.

General Manager Hu, who belongs to the Great Xia Dynasty's Enshrined Courtyard and Dongchang First Department, obviously wants to seize his resources.

Jiang Youtan said: "Manager Hu, I can't make the decision in this matter, you..."

How dare he agree?

No matter whether it is Zhang Wuyou or the three people behind him, their identities cannot be revealed to the public.

If someone from Dongchang discovers it, the secrets of Mingjiao will most likely be exposed.

However, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Manager Hu.

"I think you're going to drink wine as a penalty if you don't eat the toast!"

boom!

The sixth-level king-level force field descended and pinned Jiangyou to the ground.

The sound of bones breaking sounded.

The torture that penetrated the bone marrow made Jiangyou wail uncontrollably.

The surrounding King Wu was not surprised, as if they had not seen this scene.

Trapped in the secret realm of the emperor, unable to enjoy worldly power.

He even has to do some chores that ordinary people do.

The temperaments of many Martial Kings have long since become distorted.

The wailing sound of generals may sound as beautiful as fairy music to the ears of some Martial Kings.

"Hand over those four people! Otherwise I will let you try all Dongchang's methods!"

Manager Hu's voice was as cold as a demon from hell.

You dare not say anything, but you can only endure endless pain.

At this moment, the transmission talisman on his body suddenly shook.

Before he could smash the transmission talisman, Manager Hu waved.

Whoosh!

The transmission talisman fell into the hands of Manager Hu.

"Oh? Are you urging you to ask for the divine grace order? This is really strange. This talisman is so useless, but someone actually rushes to ask for it? We want to see what kind of magic this is!"

With the transmission talisman, Manager Hu can easily find people.

Shoyou's face instantly turned pale.

It’s over!

The Holy Son knows too many internal secrets of the Ming Cult. If he is captured by Manager Hu, most of the hidden threads of the Ming Cult in the Emperor's Secret Realm may be uncovered.

Unfortunately, now that he is suppressed by the King Realm force field, there is no way to rescue Zhang Wuyou.

…

In the restaurant.

Zhang Wuyou frowned slightly.

"Didn't reply to me?"

He realized that something might have happened to Jiangyou.

Otherwise, you would never dare to ignore your message.

"Brother Han, you can't stay here for long, please follow me to get away for now!"

Zhang Wuyou suddenly stood up and prepared to leave with Han Yang.

"It's too late."

Han Yang said calmly.

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.