Chapter 562 I bet on three moves to kill the Blood Lotus
"Brother Han, something is wrong! There are guards from the God List Organization guarding our room outside..."
In the room arranged by the Temple of Divine Grace, Zhang Wuyou said with a solemn expression.
Han Yang didn't take it seriously and enjoyed the fragrant tea sent by the auspicious god.
Even though Ji Xiangtian seemed to be making unreliable noises, he was pretty good at making tea and could barely drink it.
"Do they doubt our identity?"
Seeing Han Yang's leisurely look, Zhang Wuyou had to remind him again.
Han Yang chuckled and said, "They are just afraid that we will run away."
This holy son of Mingjiao is smart enough, but he obviously has too little experience and does not understand the cruelty of an organization like the God List.
"Afraid I'll run away?"
Zhang Wuyou was startled for a moment, but then he understood what Han Yang meant.
No one wants to die!
These King Wu, who were forced to take the Taoist order, could not sit still and wait for death.
Maybe someone would brazenly escape from the Temple of God’s Grace.
After realizing the role of those guards, Zhang Wuyou was silent for a long time.
"Brother Han, promise me that you will destroy the God List Organization!"
The visit to the Emperor's Secret Realm made Zhang Wuyou feel so depressed that he could hardly breathe.
The God List Organization is simply a big mountain pressing down on Tianwu Continent, making all the Martial Kings in Tianwu Continent feel worse than death.
Han Yang just sipped the tea carefully and did not answer the question.
Bang bang!
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
A priestess in divine robes entered the room uninvited.
"Zhang Cheng, your time to bathe in divine grace is in two hours, please be ready!"
After saying that, he left the room on his own without giving Zhang Wuyou any time to ask.
"Two hours later? These bastards!"
Zhang Wuyou didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the Divine Grace Hall, he would be arranged to participate in a bloody battle.
Han Yang put down the tea cup and chuckled: "It seems that the Martial Kings of Tianwu Continent have penetrated the Divine List organization more deeply than I thought. This is interesting..."
Snapped!
Han Yang threw his divine grace order in front of Zhang Wuyou and said calmly: "In exchange, I will fight for you!"
Zhang Wuyou looked at Han Yang in shock. He didn't believe that Han Yang couldn't see that this was a trap deliberately targeting him.
He actually jumped in on his own initiative...
However, he soon came to his senses.
With Han Yang's strength, he was completely in trouble in the so-called Shen'en Palace!
The King Wu here could not possibly pose a threat to Han Yang.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Zhang Wuyou handed over his divine grace order to Han Yang.
He found that after meeting Han Yang, he could not deal with common sense.
All conspiracies and calculations are completely useless before Han Yang's absolute strength.
No matter how many tricks you make, I will just cut them off with one blow!
…
Two hours later, the previous female priest appeared again.
The strange thing is that when she saw the divine grace order changing, from Zhang Wuyou to Han Yang, she didn't even notice, as if she only recognized the token and not the person.
Obviously, she was also one of the people who was bribed.
Leading Han Yang forward, Priestess' eyes flashed with pity.
In her opinion, the guy wearing the blood lotus mask in front of her was plotted by his companions.
But she didn't know what kind of existence she had introduced into the Temple of Divine Grace!
"Bless you, lambs..."
In front of a door of light, the Priestess falsely blessed Han Yang again.
Under Han Yang's mask, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile that the Priestess couldn't see at all, and then he stepped into the light door.
A light flashed before his eyes.
When his vision recovered again, Han Yang's figure appeared on a ring.
The edge of the arena, which was hundreds of feet high, shone with golden light, blocking out the rest of the world.
It makes the arena seem to be suspended in the air, full of an unreal dream.
After half a stick of incense, there was a flash of light, and a King Wu wearing the robe of Yujian Villa appeared in front of Han Yang.
The King Wu of Yujian Villa had no intention of communicating with Han Yang. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and struck out with his sword.
boom!
The king realm gathered on the sword light, emitting a bright light.
Han Yang didn't even draw his sword and slapped him casually.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the sword light of the Martial King of Yujian Villa was easily shattered, and even his body was smashed to pieces with a slap.
When he reappeared, the King Wu of Yujian Villa turned pale and said in horror: "You are definitely not the King Wu of the Great Xia Dynasty. Who are you..."
Han Yang also didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense, and raised his hand and slapped him again.
boom!
This Martial King was deliberately arranged to kill Zhang Wuyou, but Han Yang casually killed him.
Eight fights to the death, one victory.
…
Click!
Outside the ring, in the stands invisible to the naked eye.
Yingfeng, the great Martial King of Qin who had the pearl of wisdom before, almost crushed the bones of his hand.
"How is it possible that Zuo Tongwu of Yujian Villa was killed with two slaps!"
His eyes were full of disbelief.
Zuo Tongwu, a first-level martial king in Yujian Villa who is about to run out of life, is extremely powerful.
Relying on the accumulation of time, the level of martial arts is extremely high, and he can even counterattack the second-level Martial King, but now he was slapped to death by two slaps.
Simply unbelievable.
For a moment, the Great Qin Wu King was a little confused.
Zuo Tongwu is dead, who else is the opponent of this Blood Lotus?
We can't let Yinglu play in person.
At this moment, a secret voice came to his ears: "Xuanming Sect Han Tianming is willing to fight for Yinglu, and the price is a top-notch treasure!"
"good!"
Yingfeng agreed immediately without hesitation.
Han Tianming of Xuanming Sect is the craziest first-order Martial King in the Emperor's Secret Realm!
Others avoid the Divine Grace Order and do not want to participate in the bloody battle of Divine Grace.
But he followed them like ducks and volunteered many times to participate in bloody battles.
But I managed to survive every time.
He even received two blessings from the gods in a row and became extremely powerful.
According to rumors, he even has the ability to defeat a third-level Martial King.
With such a powerful madman coming to his door and willing to work for him, Yingfeng would naturally not refuse.
…
In the west stand, more than a dozen warriors gathered together with great interest, discussing the upcoming battle.
"It's interesting. This guy named Xuelian actually aroused Han Tianming's interest."
"Everyone, are you interested in taking a gamble?"
"Ha... Is there any idiot who wins by betting on Blood Lotus? Han Tianming's current strength is absolutely crushing in the first level of King of Martial Arts!"
"Just watch the excitement, no one would be stupid enough to bet on Blood Lotus to win..."
Everyone was talking and laughing, and a cold voice sounded next to them.
"I bet on Blood Lotus to win, and I will win with a fragment of the God List. Who is willing to bet with me?"
Everyone looked over subconsciously, wanting to see who this "idiot" was.
When they saw the true face of the speaker, their expressions changed.
Ice Mask!
One of the top killers in Yinlou and one of the few seventh-level martial kings in the Shen'en Palace.
I have received divine favor five times!
It’s the nightmare of the seventh-level Martial King of Shen’en Palace!
She actually takes a fancy to the little-known Blood Lotus?
Could it be because both of them were wearing masks?
"Why, aren't they all optimistic about Han Tianming? No one dares to bet with me now?"
Mask of Ice mocked with sarcasm.
More than a dozen Martial Kings lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
If you bet with this female devil, even if you win the bet and get the pieces of the divine list, you may not be able to leave the Temple of Divine Grace.
"I'll make a bet with you! I bet Han Tianming will kill that Blood Lotus within three moves!"
In a flash of light, a Martial King wearing a black robe appeared on the stand.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically again.
The Black Blade of the Demon Sect!
One of the three giants of the seventh-level Martial King of Shen’en Palace.
A top powerhouse not weaker than Ice Mask.
