Chapter 631: Kill someone at the slightest disagreement

Outside the secret realm.

Even the warriors who were watching could feel the anxious atmosphere.

As time passed, an inexplicable pressure began to spread in all directions from the flying boat.

Even though the Demon King Han Yang did not show up from beginning to end, people still felt the huge oppressive power of the Demon King alone.

"Why did Wanyao Pavilion offend the Demon King?"

"He did not go to the Great Xia Dynasty, but instead came to Wanyao Pavilion. He must have a lot of grudges, right?"

The warriors were talking a lot, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

Soon, the time of a stick of incense passed.

The door to the secret realm of Wanyao Pavilion was still tightly closed, and there was no movement.

Obviously, they did not take Han Yang's threat seriously.

"Your Highness."

When the time for burning incense was about to end, Song Changsheng bowed respectfully and saluted.

Han Yang, dressed in white, flew down from the flying boat.

Everyone outside the secret realm subconsciously held their breath.

Buzz!

Just when Han Yang appeared, the secret door turned into a huge face of light and shadow.

"Hahaha! You, junior, are you the Demon King Han Yang?! You keep saying that you want to destroy my Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion, come on! Let me see how you are going to break the secret portal of this pavilion!"

Someone recognized the old man's identity.

King of Sedum Medicine!

One of the three great medicine kings in Wanyao Pavilion.

Even in the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion where powerful people gather, he is one of the most influential powerful people.

Han Yang said with an indifferent expression: "You, Baihong Medicine King of Wanyao Pavilion, are helping the evildoers! Help Zhujian Villa in an attempt to refine my friend into a human elixir! Today, Wanyao Pavilion won't give me an explanation! I will destroy your Wanyao Pavilion!" Years of inheritance!”

As soon as these words came out, not to mention the expressions of all the onlookers present changed, even the Sedum Medicine King also changed his expression.

Refining human elixir is considered a taboo in Tianwu Continent.

The old Sedum Medicine King subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he saw Duan Suixin next to him, with a stiff expression and awkward embarrassment.

"Bai Hong really did that?"

"It's true that Brother Bai Hongyao was invited to the Sword Making Villa, but it's not about refining the human elixir, so I don't know..."

Duan Suixin felt inexplicably guilty.

If Demon King Han Yang said this in public, it would most likely not be nonsense.

Sedum Medicine King looked gloomy.

The light and shadow face on the door of the secret realm suddenly disappeared, and he had no shame in showing off his power in front of Han Yang anymore.

"That's it! Since we are in the wrong, let's just let Han Yang make trouble. He can't break the secret realm anyway!"

The old medicine king turned and left.

Among the many Martial Kings, many looked embarrassed and turned around.

At this moment, Han Yang's cold voice came from outside the secret realm.

"Courtesy first, then attack! Since Wanyao Pavilion is so shameless, don't blame me for not predicting what I said! Longevity!"

Following Han Yang's soft drink, Song Changsheng stepped forward.

"go away!"

Song Changsheng kicked out the priest Fanhua, whose consciousness was trapped like a bitch, and kicked aside.

A boiling blood boiled out of Song Changsheng's body.

In the secret realm, the footsteps of Sedum Old Medicine King and others came to an abrupt halt.

"Ha... this junior, do you still want to use Song Changsheng to break through the secret realm of my Wanyao Pavilion? Not even the Demon King, and Song Changsheng, a playboy like me, is even more impossible!"

All the disciples of Wanyao Pavilion had sarcastic expressions on their faces.

Almost everyone knows about Song Changsheng.

Because this person is a big customer of Wanyao Pavilion.

The Supreme Emperor of the Dali Dynasty pampered this person unprincipledly.

The elixirs purchased from Wanyao Pavilion were enough to cultivate ten and eight ninth-level Martial Kings, but they could only barely build him up to the ninth-level Martial King.

This man is a worthless waste with no talent!

The mighty Demon King Han Yang actually chose this person as his lackey. He was really short-sighted.

Just when everyone looked like they were watching a good show, as their blood energy rose, a vast power began to spread through the secret realm to all directions.

In an instant, everyone present changed their expressions.

"not good!"

"The magical weapon that governs the country!"

"The emperor-killing flying knife of the Great Li Dynasty!"

"Stop him!"

All the kings of Wu were shocked.

They never expected that the Dali Dynasty's national-ruling magic weapon would be in the hands of this dude.

Unfortunately, it was already too late to stop Song Changsheng from taking action.

Boom!

A stream of light shot out from Song Changsheng's body.

With a rumble, the portal to the secret realm was penetrated in one go.

The Secret Realm of Wanyao Pavilion can defend against the attack of the ninth-level Martial King, but it cannot defend against the Martial King's attack.

The terrifying power of the magical weapon directly tore the secret realm apart.

After a sudden earthquake, a gap several hundred feet in size appeared in front of everyone.

After releasing the Emperor-killing flying knife, Song Changsheng's face turned pale, and two strands of white hair appeared on his temples.

But his expression was extremely excited.

After controlling the Emperor-Killing Flying Knife for thousands of years, he finally got a chance to unleash it wantonly.

This feeling is really good!

"Your Highness, please!"

Song Changsheng did not get carried away, he retracted the flying knife and respectfully led the priest Fanhua to the side.

Han Yang nodded with satisfaction and stepped forward.

Everyone inside and outside the secret place was stunned.

The secret is broken!

The secret realm that was said to be able to withstand countless ninth-level martial kings was actually cut through by a flying knife.

Magic weapon!

Only magic weapons can have this power.

For a moment, they looked at Han Yang with awe.

Song Changsheng, who was in charge of the magic weapon, was as respectful as a servant. How could this Demon King Han Yang be so intimidating?

Cold sweat flowed down his temples.

All the Martial Kings in Wanyao Pavilion stood stunned on the spot, their eyes full of unbelievable horror.

The secret realm is broken!

From now on, the defensive moat of his sect will no longer exist.

"Han Yang! Wait a minute, it's all a misunderstanding..."

Duan Suixin hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to explain.

"I gave you a chance..."

Han Yang looked indifferent, and the remnant sword Mu Shang's blade was unsheathed with a clang.

puff!

A flash of light passed by.

Duan Suixin, the deputy master of Wanyao Pavilion, was killed with a single blow before he could even activate the fragments of the Divine List.

The three souls of heaven, earth and man perished at the same time together with the original deity.

"Han Yang! You... damn it, do you really think that there is no one in my Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion!"

The old Sedum medicine king roared angrily.

Kill someone just because you disagree?

Duan Suixin is the deputy master of Wanyao Pavilion.

The status is respected and not below the emperor of the dynasty.

Now he was killed with a knife in public.

"Start the formation!"

Zhujian Villa and Wanyao Pavilion are the two wealthiest sects among the ten sects.

Their sect-protecting formation can definitely crush the ninth-level Martial King level.

Amidst the rumbling sound, floating lights flashed and runes shot up.

Facing the scene in front of him, Han Yang showed a sarcastic expression.

Seeing this contemptuous look, King Wu of Wanyao Pavilion was so angry that he wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death.

But soon, they woke up again.

Not long ago, Han Yang defeated Zhujian Villa's Ten Thousand Years Sword Formation head-on and looted Zhujian Villa.

The Zhenzong Sword Formation of the Zhujian Villa is famous for its killing power, and is more powerful than the Wanyao Pavilion's array, but it cannot kill this demon king, and their Wanyao Pavilion's spell array may not be able to accomplish anything.

In an instant, all the disciples of Wanyao Pavilion felt a chill in their hearts.

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded again.

puff!

Another ninth-level Martial King's head flew high into the air.

"enough!"

At this moment, an old voice with a rotten smell came from inside Wanyao Pavilion.

The entire secret realm of Wanyao Pavilion was stirred up by the sound, and thunderclouds were rolling in.

Emperor Wu!

The Martial Emperor who belongs to Wanyao Pavilion!

"I knew that Tianwu and other imperial sects must not only hide the immortal old turtle in Sword Making Villa!"

"Are you finally willing to show up?"

The sneer on Han Yang's face became more intense.