Chapter 632 Emperor Wu also bowed his head
Han Yang couldn't say whether the Emperor Wu of other dynasties' holy sects still existed.
After all, the Martial Emperor lived for ten thousand years, and it had already been ten thousand years since the last Martial Emperor, Xie Lengchan, was crowned emperor.
Maybe Emperor Wu is basically dead.
But Wanyao Pavilion will definitely have Emperor Wu alive.
The Holy Sect, which is famous for refining medicine, would still be refining elixirs if Emperor Wu was not alive.
"My little friend, please be merciful! You have broken through the secret realm of this pavilion and killed two of my ninth-level Martial Kings. I think you have vented a lot of anger in your heart. How about you give me a good look and let the grudge be settled? As compensation, I will make the decision and give you a few heavenly elixirs as a gift."
The voice of Emperor Wanyao Pavilion roared like thunder.
The eyes of the disciples below were dull, as if they were in a dream.
Even they didn't know that the old Martial Emperor of Wanyao Pavilion was still alive in the world.
"Ancestor?!"
"Woooooooooo, ancestor, you are still alive..."
The filial sons and grandsons knelt on the ground, bowed respectfully towards the main pavilion, and wept bitterly.
If a Martial Emperor appears, today's catastrophe will be over.
However, the old Medicine King Sedum grew his beard angrily, pointed at Han Yang and shouted: "Ancestor! This person has broken through my secret realm and killed my King of Martial Arts. Please also ask me, Ancestor, to kill this person! To show the prestige of my Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion!"
As the old Medicine King started, other Martial Kings also spoke one after another.
"kill him!"
"The crimes committed by Demon King Han Yang are too numerous to describe, and I ask our ancestors to seek justice for us."
The faces of these guys changed instantly, making Han Yang sneer in his heart.
A group of people is like a dog that sees its owner. The dog becomes bolder and has the courage to shout with itself.
Zheng!
The sound of swords sounded.
puff!
An eighth-level Martial King standing next to the old Medicine King Jingtian was beheaded with a knife.
Immediately, the clamor that I just remembered stopped abruptly, like a duck being choked. The expressions on these people's faces were extremely ridiculous.
They never imagined that Han Yang would dare to continue killing people despite the presence of the ancestor of Emperor Wu.
Gently shaking off the blood on the blade, Han Yang said calmly: "Come on, keep calling. If anyone wants to kill me, stand up and let me see."
Silence!
None of the dozens of Martial Kings present dared to make a sound.
madman!
This Demon King Han Yang is an out-and-out lunatic.
How could he dare to be so arrogant in front of the Martial Emperor Patriarch?
Although Song Changsheng had an emperor-killing flying knife in his hand and had once killed Emperor Wu, it still had to be decided by who would use it.
If Emperor Wu was holding a magic weapon, he could naturally shoot Emperor Wu.
But Song Changsheng is just a dandy martial king. If he dares to attack his ancestor, he will definitely bring shame on himself!
"Ancestor, destroy him! Exalt the power of my Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion!"
"Yes, we must never let the Demon King be so arrogant..."
The disciples of Wanyao Pavilion kept transmitting messages.
Unfortunately, the old Emperor Wu didn't seem to hear the calls of his disciples.
After a long silence, his voice came again.
"Tell me what you...want."
Everyone present was stunned.
Compromised? !
In the grand realm, he actually compromised with the Demon King Han Yang?
This scene made them feel like they were in a dream, it seemed so unreal.
Han Yang moved the Mu Shang Blade forward in his hand: "He, she, she, him, her...and him, these people, I want to kill them!"
The surrounding temperature dropped by more than ten degrees following Han Yang's words.
Among the dozens of martial kings in Wanyao Pavilion, less than half were named by Han Yang.
The faces of the martial kings who were named instantly turned pale.
They seemed to realize something, but they were not sure.
Because they don't know each other's identities.
The old Martial Emperor of Wanyao Pavilion was silent for a long time again, and then slowly asked: "The reason!"
The answer he gave almost drove the Wanyao Pavilion Martial Kings into madness.
"No……"
"Ancestor, how could you let him kill wantonly."
"Ancestor!"
"I am loyal to this pavilion..."
Zheng!
The sound of swords sounded again.
Puff puff!
All the King Wu who made any noise were killed by Han Yang.
The rest were all as silent as cicadas.
The ten thousand years of glory of Wanyao Pavilion was broken by one person today.
King Wu's life is as worthless as a pig or a dog.
Moreover, he was slaughtered indiscriminately in front of the old Martial Emperor of Wanyao Pavilion.
Everyone thought that the old Emperor Wu would be furious because of this, but what awaited them was silence.
The old Emperor Wu seemed to have not seen what happened and remained silent.
He seemed to be waiting for Han Yang to give him an acceptable answer.
This result made the disciples of Wanyao Pavilion feel cold in their hearts.
A smile appeared at the corner of Han Yang's mouth.
very nice!
Compared to the Martial Emperor of Zhujian Villa who had exhausted his life span and did not hesitate to refine human elixirs to extend his life, this Martial Emperor of Wanyao Pavilion was obviously much more rational.
"If you want a reason, I will give you a reason. They... are all secret agents arranged by the God List Organization!"
One word, shocking the world!
As soon as this statement came out, the scene was in an uproar.
Many disciples of Wanyao Pavilion simply cannot accept this answer.
How can it be? !
These are all old friends who have been with them day and night. How could they be the hidden spies of the God List Organization?
It must be a public revenge for a private vendetta.
Yes, there are several people here who have just clamored to kill the Demon King.
However, there were a few smart people who subconsciously looked at the bitch-like Priestess next to Song Changsheng.
Could it be...that this priest on the divine list revealed the inside story?
Among the dozens of Martial Kings, less than half are secret agents of the God List Organization, which is too sensational.
In particular, among the people Han Yang was referring to was one of the three great medicine kings of Wanyao Pavilion... Old Medicine King Sedum!
How could he be the secret agent of the God List Organization? This is simply ridiculous!
Sedum Old Medicine King was also furious.
"Han Yang! Don't slander anyone! How dare you take the words of a bitch priest seriously! Could I be a secret agent of the God List Organization? It's a joke!"
The other people who were named also cursed.
For a time, the crowd was excited.
Han Yang said nothing, just looked into the void with a faint smile.
Only then did the martial kings of Wanyao Pavilion realize that their ancestors had not spoken for a long time.
Could it be that...the ancestor believed Han Yang's nonsense and didn't plan to care about it anymore?
The expressions on the faces of the disciples of Wanyao Pavilion gradually became more exciting.
At this moment, the old Martial Emperor's voice came again: "Singtian, you can refine a furnace of Awakening Pill now! It's just an earth-level elixir, you should be fine, let's get started."
At this time, not only these Wanyao Pavilion disciples, but also other people watching were feeling numb.
The words of the old King Wu meant that he believed Han Yang's words and began to question the identity of the old Medicine King Jingtian.
This is...
A thick chill began to spread inside and outside the secret area.
At this moment, one of the two remaining ninth-level Martial Kings suddenly pointed at the old Medicine King Jingtian and said: "Jingtian, if I remember correctly, you have not practiced it yourself for thirteen hundred years. Have you ever made elixirs above the earth level? Every time I ask you to make elixirs, you always use the excuse that you are studying heaven-level elixirs..."
hiss!
Countless people gasped, their spines tingling.
Among the six dynasties and the ten holy sects, only the King Wu of Wanyao Pavilion and Zhujian Villa is the most difficult to pretend to be.
Because refining alchemy and forging swords mainly rely on talent!
If there is no talent, even the ninth-level Martial King cannot refine the earth-level elixir!
In this way, this old Sedum Medicine King... is really suspicious.
boom!
At this moment, the ground beneath Old Medicine King Sedum's feet suddenly shattered.
He rose up and fled frantically towards the gap that was torn open by Song Changsheng.
Don't bring it upon yourself!
The identity of Anzi, the top executive of the God List Organization, was completely exposed...
