Chapter 639 The Nine Blades of the Imperial Weapon of the Resurrection Society

"Han...Mr. Han...he, hehe...hello, hello, I am Xuanyu's aunt..."

Yu Xuanrong still wanted to act like an elder in front of Han Yang, but unfortunately, even a fool like Zhou Tong could see his embarrassed look.

This woman was panicking to death when facing Han Yang.

"The sect leader has told me about your matter. Although the purpose of going to Yuanmen was not pure, at least he indirectly helped Yuanmen and Yuanzong. With Xuanyu's relationship, I can... …Let bygones be bygones.”

Han Yang said with a faint smile.

traitor!

Yu Xuanrong cursed in anger.

Fortunately, she was so kind to those idiots from Yuanmen, but Li Yuanyi betrayed her in the blink of an eye.

But looking at Han Yang's indifferent eyes, she didn't have the slightest courage to refute.

A year ago, she was still aggressive and wanted to capture Han Yang and Li Xuanyu.

Now, he didn't even dare to face Han Yang directly.

"But I have something I need you to do! If you do it well, I don't have to pursue the past of Peach Blossom Island's attacks on me several times. If you don't do it well, then I don't mind paying a visit to Peach Blossom Island."

Before Yu Xuanrong could breathe a sigh of relief, Han Yang's cold voice made her heart skip a beat again.

"You have accepted all the people on this list to go to Sword Making Villa. If there is one missing..."

Han Yang didn't say anything about the consequences, but Yu Xuanrong knew it very well.

"Nan Lingxue, Nanjiang..."

Looking at the nearly a hundred names on the list, Yu Xuanrong's scalp felt numb, but she did not dare to refuse and could only choose to run errands for Han Yang.

After everyone was settled and all hidden dangers were resolved, Han Yang said goodbye to everyone in Yuanmen and Yuanzong.

"Your Highness! Can you take me with you?"

Song Changsheng, who had white hair and looked like an octogenarian, approached with a shy face.

Although he looks like an old man, he still can't change the playboy style of the playboy prince.

Han Yang frowned and said, "You go to Zhujian Villa and wait for me. I will find you a pill to increase your longevity... Just don't follow me around."

Song Changsheng's condition at this time was very bad. If he accidentally died in the endless abyss, the joke would be big.

Song Changsheng chuckled: "I have lived half my life in vain, and it is only after I am by your side that I truly understand what it means to be alive!"

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry about my safety. Even if I die on the road, I will be willing to do so! I am just afraid that I will die on my bed and never be able to see the top scenery of Tianwu Continent with you, Your Highness."

This dandy prince talked to such an extent that Han Yang was quite helpless and could only say lightly to him: "You can continue to follow me, but... you will never use it without my consent." Emperor-killing flying knife."

One more stab and Song Changsheng will die.

Even Han Yang couldn't save him.

Song Changsheng patted his chest and laughed dryly: "Your Highness, don't worry. The six high priests of the God List Organization are dead, who else in the world is worthy of my taking action?"

hehe!

Han Yang gave this guy a kick and turned around to get on the flying boat.

Song Changsheng hurriedly followed.

The high priest of the Divine List Organization was a powerful man on the same level as the emperor of the dynasty and the leader of the Holy Sect, but he and Han Yang teamed up to kill a group of them.

Now, he is willing to die immediately.

In the history of Tianwu Continent, his name Song Changsheng must be there.

…

During the Great Xia Dynasty, among the dense forests of the Shiwan Mountains.

A very inconspicuous cave, hidden on a cliff, is impossible to explore unless you reach the realm of King Wu.

No one will know that this is a hidden stronghold of the Resurrection Society.

"Master, this is the latest information related to Han Yang..."

A charming woman respectfully placed the jade slip in her hand in front of a handsome young man.

The boy's appearance is only about 18 or 19, with red lips and white teeth, and a delicate appearance. If placed in the secular world, he would definitely be a good young man and a gentle scholar.

But those eyes of his shattered all the gentle aura in him.

They were a pair of eyes with deep shadow and cold light.

He just glanced at the charming woman, and it was like a layer of frost had condensed on her body. Her delicate body trembled and she hurriedly lowered her head.

The young man played with the jade slip and read the information in it. The expression on his face slowly changed from indifferent to ferocious.

"He... actually joined forces with Song Changsheng to kill six high priests of the God List?"

"He also forced Tianjian Sect, Wanyao Pavilion, and Daxia Dynasty to join forces with him..."

Click!

The jade slip was crushed to pieces.

"Haha... there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are the kings! I didn't expect that in just three years, this junior would grow to such an extent!"

The expressionless boy slowly stretched out his foot.

Under Hua Li's robe, he was actually barefoot.

The charming woman understood this and knelt on the ground, gently kneading the soles of his feet with her fingers.

The moment the fingers came into contact with the soles of the feet, there was a burning sound.

The woman's white fingers were suddenly burnt with black marks. Her delicate body trembled, but she didn't dare to make a sound, she just kneaded quietly.

They were a pair of feet with rough and cracked skin, as if they were made of baked adobe.

Obviously different from normal people.

Snapped!

The young man flicked the bell placed in front of the table, and the bell rang.

After a while, an old man with white beard and hair slowly walked into the room.

Glancing at the young man's cracked feet, the old man frowned and said: "Xuanzhi! Although the natural Samadhi Fire can improve your realm, you must exercise restraint, otherwise if this continues, you will soon become inhuman. Ghost or not, become a molten hell demon..."

Xuanzhi, Yang Xuanzhi!

It turns out that this boy-looking man is the true dragon of the Yang family... Yang Xuanzhi.

The guy who coveted Chen Qiaoqian and sent people to capture Han Yang several times.

Yang Xuanzhi raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly: "Yao Lao, I know my own affairs! It's not your turn to talk!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that his tone was a bit too strong, so he pursed his lips again and explained: "In today's Tianwu Continent, the rules of heaven have changed. If I don't practice the natural Samadhi Fire, I will never be able to step into the Half-Step Martial Emperor. Not to mention a glimpse into the realm of the Martial Emperor.”

"I...have no choice."

Yao always watched Yang Xuanzhi grow up. After hearing this, not only was he not angry, but he felt pity.

In order to become a Half-Step Martial Emperor, Yang Xuanzhi endured inhuman torture every day.

He only saw that kind of pain a few times before he couldn't bear it and stopped observing it.

"I don't know, Xuanzhi, why did you call me here?"

Yao Lao couldn't bear to continue this topic and simply put it aside.

Yang Xuanzhi did not mention it again, nodded and said: "Three days ago, Han Yang killed six high priests of the Shenbang Organization. The rise is unstoppable. I hope Yao Lao can personally kill them..."

Kill Han Yang?

That is the son-in-law appointed by the Lord.

Yao Lao hesitated for a moment and said helplessly: "If he can defeat the six high priests working together, I... will not be his opponent."

Yang Xuanzhi flicked his finger.

Zheng!

A flash of sword light floated in the air, emitting a bright light.

"The Nine-Blade Imperial Weapon!? My lord actually asked you to keep such an important Imperial Weapon?"

Yao Lao's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The imperial soldiers, when it comes to whether Chen Yu can return to the realm of Emperor Wu, can be left in the hands of others.

this……

"Huh...can't you see? He simply can't trust us former ministers who have been lurking for him for tens of thousands of years, and deliberately uses these imperial soldiers to test whether we are loyal to him..."

Yang Xuanzhi's face was cold, but his eyes were full of sarcasm. He said coldly with a little "Nine Blades of the Imperial Weapon": "I am now... going to use the weapons he used to kill his appointed son-in-law. How about that? Yao Lao... do you dare to take action?"