Chapter 647 The Emperor ordered you to die and you had to die.
Capture the Sword-making Villa?
Kill the Emperor Wu with a sword?
The old eunuch felt that his head was buzzing.
What nonsense is Yao Lao talking about?
He admitted that Han Yang was stronger than he expected.
It was actually possible to kill an Abyss Lord with overwhelming force.
But that's all.
No matter how strong Han Yang is, he is only at the level of King of Martial Arts.
Capture the Sword-making Villa?
The Resurrection Society knows very well that Zhujian Villa has the most powerful Sect-Suppressing Sword Formation among the six dynasties and the ten holy sects.
Even a powerful high priest who possesses a fifth-level god list fragment can only die under the sword array.
Not to mention killing the Martial Emperor.
The only surviving Martial Emperor in Zhujian Villa is Emperor Luo, Luo Beihan!
Even though Luobei Han doesn't have much longevity, he is still a Martial Emperor.
No matter how powerful the king is, he cannot attack the Emperor Wu against him.
At this moment, the old eunuch's view of martial arts was about to be overturned by Yao Lao's few words.
So much so that he didn't even notice that the latter said he wanted to kill Han Yang.
"Dean of Medicine, what nonsense are you talking about? You..."
The old eunuch roared hysterically, but was interrupted by Han Yang's indifferent voice.
Han Yang stood in the void and said calmly: "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"
"..."
The old eunuch's scalp felt numb.
Han Yang's overbearing demeanor is a bit like a local bumpkin, and he is clearly an invincible strong man.
Only by being invincible along the way and crushing all opponents can one develop such a terrifying aura and pressure.
Zheng!
At this moment, a bright sword light shone out from Yaolao's Najie.
The entire darkness of the endless abyss seemed to be dispersed by the light of this sword.
Originally it was only a little bit of Emperor Huang's power, but now it is like the nine-day Hao Sun, shining in all directions.
"Imperial Soldier, Nine Blades?!"
The old eunuch's eyes suddenly widened.
He pointed at Yao Lao in disbelief and shouted: "Dean Yao! You...you dare to use the emperor's soldiers privately! You...you want to rebel..."
Suddenly, an excited old eunuch remembered what Yao Lao had said before.
He wants to kill Han Yang? !
Want to kill this future son-in-law appointed by the Lord?
In exchange for a stick of incense, the old eunuch might acquiesce to this matter.
Compared to the country bumpkin Han Yang, most senior members of the Resurrection Society agreed that Yang Xuanzhi, the real dragon of the Yang family, was more suitable to be the son-in-law of the lord.
But now, his thoughts have completely changed.
Han Yang once killed the emperor.
This is a terrifying genius who can kill the emperor in the realm of King Wu.
If he helps the Lord, the Lord's great plan will surely come true.
"Yao Ming! You dare to rebel?! Yang Xuanzhi is so tired of living that he actually wants to disobey the lord's will and kill the son-in-law chosen by the lord?!"
The old eunuch was furious and wanted to stop Yao Lao from taking action against Han Yang.
Zheng!
A blade of light lit up.
Plop.
He knelt down on the ground in response, the bones of his legs cracking and almost breaking.
Even the halo caused by the fragments of the fourth-level divine list began to tremble and buzz, and was about to shatter.
This is the imperial power.
This is the Nine Blades of the Imperial Weapon.
Without using any sword moves, he just exuded a trace of the coercion of the imperial soldiers, which made him, the ninth-level martial king, prostrate himself on the ground, unable to get up.
Buzz…
The imperial power ripples brought about by the nine blades of the imperial weapon swept in all directions, and the second one swept towards Song Changsheng.
Zheng.
The Emperor-Killing Flying Knife leaped out and wrapped around Song Changsheng, actively defending him against the imperial might that was coming from the Nine Blades of the Imperial Army.
Then there is Zuo Li.
boom!
A purple flame emerged from Zuo Li's eyebrows, forming an illusory crown on her head.
Zuo Li, who was wearing a crown, looked like the Queen of Hell descending, and he actually withstood the brilliant pressure of the nine-blade imperial weapon.
Han Yang!
When most of the power of the nine blades of the imperial weapon descended on Han Yang's body...
Buzz!
A light came on.
Heavenly Soul God of War.
In his previous life, Han Yang was the God of War in the God Realm, the proud God Emperor, and the despised God King. Who dared to ask him to kneel down and worship him.
Even the emperors of the God Realm are like this.
Not to mention, the Nine Blades of the Imperial Weapon are just weapons used by the emperor on earth.
"..."
Yao Lao looked at Han Yang in surprise, who was able to withstand the power of the Nine Blades by relying on his own strength without the blessing of any magical weapon.
No wonder... Yang Xuanzhi did not hesitate to use the nine blades of the imperial weapon to kill Han Yang.
This guy is simply a monster that has surpassed the limits of Tianwu Continent’s martial arts.
In the six great dynasties, the ten great sects, and even in the 100,000-year history of the previous Han dynasty, such a figure has never appeared in Tianwu Continent.
A twisted excitement rose from Yao Lao's heart.
This peerless genius, unprecedented and unprecedented, will die in his hands.
It’s really exciting to think about it.
"Hahahaha! Han Yang, okay, very good! I'm almost reluctant to kill you... I will take you back and refine you into the Supreme Human Pill..."
Zheng!
Following Yao Lao's ferocious laugh, the sword's light lit up violently.
"Yao Ming, you dare!"
The old eunuch was still shouting.
Poor thing, he didn't realize it at all. From the beginning to the end, neither Yao Lao nor Han Yang paid any attention to him.
Boom boom!
Two rays of light also lit up on Han Yang's body again.
Earth soul, human soul blessing!
"I hope this so-called Nine Blades of the Imperial Weapon will not disappoint me and can help me gather my second soul!"
A trace of red light rose from Han Yang's eyes.
Beauty, turn on.
In an instant, Han Yang superimposed his state to the strongest level.
"The emperor ordered you to die, you have to die!"
Yao Lao didn't use any moves at all, he just slashed out with his sword.
Zheng!
The vast imperial power crushed Han Yang with the nine-edged sword of the imperial army.
"Emperor? Not to mention the emperor, even the God King and God Emperor, I can kill him with one sword."
Han Yang's eyes were filled with cold light, as if he had returned to the time when he was the God of War in his previous life, when he went to the palace of the God Emperor with one man and one sword to face the so-called emperor.
Zheng!
The same sound of swords was heard.
The Sixth Form of the God of War.
Kill the God Emperor.
The sword light and the sword light collided like mountains.
The Sixth Form of the God of War, the strongest god of war, faced off against the strongest imperial soldier in the world.
boom!
Everyone's eyes lost all color.
There is only the white color caused by the collision of sword light and sword light.
The next moment, all sounds disappeared.
The white light suddenly expanded.
Destroy everything.
Reiki.
Demonic energy.
rock.
The corpse of the Capricorn monarch.
Even the space seemed to collapse under this knife.
clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless.
Han Yang's body staggered back.
There were cracks on the evil Buddha's glazed body, which had strong defensive power.
But there was a bright smile on his face.
"This is how it feels, it tastes good! Come again!"
He already felt that the second spirit was responding to his call.
The first soul is Tian Chong, and the second soul is Ling Hui.
The second soul, also called Fu Ya or Fu Shi, corresponds to the Ajna Chakra.
If you can condense this soul, your soul will definitely become stronger, and your three soul abilities will also grow.
boom!
Bang, bang, bang.
Compared with Han Yang's slight embarrassment, Yao Lao was not much better.
Although he didn't take a step back and seemed to have the upper hand, how could it be so easy to control the imperial soldiers?
Song Changsheng used the power of his blood to activate the magic weapon, and died tragically after almost exhausting his lifespan.
Although the Imperial Weapon is not an ordinary magical weapon, it consumes a huge amount of money for an ordinary ninth-level Martial King.
With just one blow, Yao Lao felt his heart beating violently, almost jumping out of his chest.
The soul and realm are falling at an irreversible speed.
"No! We must fight quickly. If this continues, I...will die!"
As if he had made up his mind, Yao Lao flipped his palm and swallowed a red blood pill.
A surge of blood rose from his body.
This is a blood elixir refined from the flesh and blood essence of a ninth-level Martial King.
After swallowing it, he can explode with terrifying power that surpasses the high priest.
Although the sequelae are quite serious, at this moment, he can no longer care about much.
Han Yang must die today...
