Chapter 674 Poor Clown
Song Changsheng staggered out of the cabin of the Royal Aircraft.
He could no longer walk.
Because of the forced use of the emperor-killing flying knife, his life span is short.
Now, he was swept away by the formation that reduced his lifespan. At this time, he was as old as an octogenarian, with a stooped, skinny body, almost dying.
Han Yang couldn't help but stare.
"Hahaha……"
Priest Jin laughed wildly: "See, this is a miracle! Our God List Organization is the spokesperson of the gods! If you are an enemy of the gods, you will only die."
The low-level priests around him were all relieved.
It turns out that Demon King Han Yang is not invincible.
Looking at Han Yang's decrepit state at this time, it only takes one more blow, or at most two, to make him run out of life and die.
What kind of black list, what kind of half-step Martial Emperor's combat power, are of no use at all before the magical formation.
"Is this... the final trump card on the God List?"
When King Zhenbei saw this scene, he felt chills all over his body.
The reason why the six great dynasties and the ten great sage sects have their old gods around, sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight, thinking that they can reap the benefits is because Emperor Wu is in charge.
Even their Martial Emperor has a short lifespan and is getting old.
But Emperor Wu is Emperor Wu.
As long as the Emperor Wu takes action, both the God List Organization and Demon King Han Yang will be defeated!
Even if Demon King Han Yang can kill one Martial Emperor, can he still kill the second and third one?
As long as the six dynasties and the ten holy sects truly join forces, they can kill gods and Buddhas.
But at this time, King Zhenbei felt his eyes darken.
This terrifying formation that ignores defense, ignores realm, and reduces longevity is simply the biggest nemesis of the Martial Emperors.
Demon King Han Yang might be able to survive two or even three rounds.
But those Martial Emperors whose life span is short may not be able to withstand even one round of attacks.
All the schemes of the six dynasties and the ten holy sects will disappear in front of this terrifying formation.
"How could there be such a formation in the world?"
Even the crazy deputy head of the Xuanming Sect felt a chill running down his spine and his eyes were dull.
Don't talk about Emperor Wu.
Even young ninth-level Martial Kings like them would probably have to admit defeat when encountering such a life-saving formation.
What a divine organization, but it’s so hidden!
"The myth of the Demon King is coming to an end today?"
"Han Yang still cannot escape death in the end."
"As expected of the God List Organization..."
"This formation is really too terrifying."
The warriors of the Imperial Holy Sect who were watching did not know the truth and were still sighing at the terrifying power of the formation.
Feeling sorry for Han Yang's death.
At this time, Han Yang's cold eyes suddenly swept across the more than two thousand Martial Kings in the Shenbang Organization, Sword Making Villa, and Yanyue Palace, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Ha... you want to kill me? I just don't know how many more times you can attack!"
How many attacks?
Everyone was slightly surprised and subconsciously followed Han Yang's gaze.
Just this glance caused their expressions to change suddenly.
It turned out that among the more than two thousand Martial Kings, many of them had gray hair and wrinkles at the corners of their eyes.
Launching such a formation not only reduced Han Yang's lifespan, but also greatly reduced the lifespan of those who formed the formation.
It's just that the victory was because there were too many people, so it didn't seem as heavy as Han Yang's loss.
Although they discovered the shortcomings of the formation, the faces of Zhenbei King and Tie Heiming were not much relieved.
Because they found that those low-level martial kings who were still young had not changed much.
This means that the lifespan reduced by those who form the formation is also regardless of realm...
There are so many low-level Martial Kings that they can kill...anyone!
Han Yang is still in trouble!
Priest Jin continued to sneer disdainfully: "Han Yang, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. If that's the case, then I..."
Before he could finish a sentence, a sudden change occurred.
Han Yang, who was still arguing with him, suddenly disappeared, leaving only an afterimage in place.
Step on the sky, step on the magical clouds!
Buzz!
When Han Yang appeared again, he was in a place that no one expected.
The person in front of him was the Supreme Elder of Zhujian Villa, the Sword King of Duanqing.
"Don't waste your efforts! You can't escape..."
The Sword King of Duanqing thought that Han Yang was trying to escape, so he couldn't help but sarcastic words.
He would not miss this opportunity to beat up the drowned dog and humiliate the devil.
However, at this moment, Han Yang drew his sword.
Zheng!
The sound of swords resounded in all directions.
"It's all in vain, you can't break this magic circle, it's..."
clang!
Before the Love-Ending Sword King finished his sentence, Han Yang had already slashed out with his sword.
Sure enough, as the Sword King of Duanqing said, the formation only caused ripples and was not chopped into pieces at all.
Buzz!
Han Yang disappeared again.
flash!
Draw the knife!
flash!
Draw the knife!
In less than a few breaths, Han Yang kept changing his position and slashed as many as ninety-nine times in succession.
The formation was still not broken, just a few more ripples.
At this time, the onlookers' martial arts kings looked at Han Yang with a hint of pity in their eyes.
The majestic demon king has fallen to such a low level.
Like a headless fly, he was slashing around in the formation.
The hero ends.
It makes them feel a little sad!
It is better to stand there and die generously, and at least still have some sense of heroism.
The scene of people running around like this, struggling for their lives, is really ugly.
Even Priest Jin had a smile on his face and deliberately did not attack immediately, watching Han Yang hit the wall everywhere.
This feeling is so comfortable and refreshing.
Seven sixth-level divine list fragments.
Forty-nine fifth-level divine list fragments.
Three hundred and forty-three fragments of the fourth-level divine list.
More than a thousand fragments of the third-level god list.
Not to mention, there are also two thousand Martial Kings blessing.
This magic formation is definitely the number one magic formation in Tianwu Continent.
Not to mention Han Yang, even if Emperor Wu came in person, it would be impossible for him to break through the formation and escape within half a stick of incense.
As long as you fall into it, there is no possibility of survival!
"Han Yang! You are really pathetic..."
With a sarcastic look on his face, the golden priest raised his arm, then swung it down suddenly.
The Demon King Han Yang was announced, and this contemporary myth came to an end.
The Martial Kings of Dashang Dynasty, Yanyue Palace, and Xuanming Sect all sighed.
At this time, Demon King Han Yang was like a clown in a cage.
Absurd and ridiculous.
boom!
Just when Priest Jin's arm fell and all the Martial Kings launched their formations, preparing to kill Han Yang, Han Yang suddenly stepped out.
Buzz!
A ripple was born from Han Yang's feet and swept in all directions to the west.
Buzz!
As the ripples swept across, rays of light sounded.
Han Yang's sword light, which seemed to be slashing randomly before, all lit up again.
It's like ninety-nine lines have been carved into the Golden Priest's formation.
Buzz!
The formation trembled violently, turning from crystal clear gold to an impregnable glass color.
What's even weirder is that the entire formation shield turned into a glass color, and the sword light was actually golden.
The formation's appearance became beautiful.
But at this time, the priests of the Shenbang organization felt ice-cold in their hearts.
what happened?
There was no mention of this change in the formations they learned.
How could Han Yang control this god-level formation?
Everyone subconsciously wanted to continue activating the formation and kill Han Yang.
But there was no change in the formation at this time, as if... it had lost control.
