Chapter 901 Bewitching Han Yang to kill Han Yang

On the steps, Han Yang toasted and drank without paying any attention to the steps.

Although Lu Yun looked quite embarrassed, he had no intention of getting angry.

In that battle during the day, Han Yang had already shown his invincibility, and he had to bow his head.

Not to mention, the War God Sect is very likely to be a hidden sect.

The hidden sect cannot afford to offend at all.

Seeing that Han Yang ignored him, Lu Yun could only clasp his hands and say: "The purpose of coming here is to tell Brother Wuming a piece of news. Not long ago, the Shenxu in Tianwu Paradise was closed, and Han Yang designed a trap to kill him. Our four sects have five seventh-level martial saints, and the situation has been established. If the War God Sect intends to get involved in the Heavenly Martial Paradise, I am afraid there will be a lot of trouble."

His words were paving the way for the next plan to drive away tigers and devour wolves.

Little did he know that this sentence alone would frighten the two deputy leaders of the Tianhai Alliance not far away.

Naturally, they have heard of the name Han Yang.

The Lord of Tianwu Blessed Land, the new Holy Son of Xingxiu Mountain.

But the meaning behind Lu Yun's words was like thunder, making the two of them dizzy.

More than a year ago, the new Saint Son of Xingxiu Mountain, who was only in the realm of Martial Master, was actually able to plot to kill... a seventh-level Martial Saint?

As many as five more?

After they thought about it, after the five powerful sects of Zhongtu Shenzhou arrived, let alone Han Yang, even Xingxiu Mountain was nothing more than a local chicken and a dog.

It cannot decide the fate of Tianwu Paradise at all.

Those who truly control the right to speak are the five major sects of the Middle-earth Divine Continent and the Shangzong Xingxiuhai!

But now, such shocking news broke out from Lu Yun's mouth, how could they remain calm?

Han Yang was still eating the food slowly and ignored it.

Xiao Jiuer lowered his head, looked down at Lu Yun from a high position, and said abruptly: "My brother is impatient to listen to your nonsense, just tell me your purpose!"

Such a contemptuous attitude made Lang Tingfeng frown beside Lu Yun.

But he made no sound.

At most, he only protects Lu Yun. If he can avoid conflict with the hidden sect, he should not cause more troubles.

After all, it is a hidden sect. It is understandable that the genius under the sect is a bit arrogant.

Lu Yun had no choice but to say solemnly: "According to the information we obtained, it seems that the genius of Guizong did not make it out alive. Perhaps, he has fallen into the hands of Han Yang..."

This is pure sowing discord.

In his opinion, even if it is a hidden sect, the genius who can kill the Martial Saint with the Martial Ancestor Realm must be in the first rank, and there is absolutely no room for error.

A holy son died at the hands of Han Yang, which can be said to be a life-and-death feud.

This is why Lu Yun is so confident that he dares to come here to negotiate.

The genius of the God of War Sect died in the hands of Han Yang.

So should the masters of the God of War Sect come forward to avenge him?

Everyone has the same enemy.

Xiao Jiuer blinked and scratched his little head in confusion.

There is nothing wrong with what he said... But isn't that genius of the God of War Sect brother Han Yang pretending to be?

With her intelligence, she was a little confused and could only look at Han Yang innocently.

Snap.

Han Yang finally put down his chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then said to Lu Yun, "You came to me just to talk about this?"

Seeing Han Yang speak, Lu Yun, whose heart skipped a beat, hurriedly raised his hands and said, "As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Our four major sects also have sworn enemies with Han Yang. If you and I could join forces..."

Han Yang suppressed a smile and waved his hand, and said: "I don't need outsiders to worry about my battle with the Shen Sect... On the contrary, you seem to have forgotten what I said before."

What did you say before?

Lu Yun was startled for a moment, and then he remembered that Han Yang once said that Manzhou is the territory of the God of War Sect, and those who trespass will die!

He hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "Brother Wuming has misunderstood. I am here only for the alliance. I will never..."

Zheng!

Before he finished his sentence, the seven evil soldiers had already flown out of Han Yang's ring and were suspended in front of the table, emitting a cold light.

Lu Yun suddenly felt a chill on his back and could no longer open his mouth.

Lang Tingfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, staring at the magic knife suspended in the void.

"Seven souls of fierce soldiers, swallowing thieves!"

The Seven Soul Fierce Soldiers had a great reputation in the past.

Lang Tingfeng recognized at a glance that the sword was the famous Seven Souls Fierce Weapon.

He had read countless times in the classics about the scene in which the Ruthless Holy Emperor killed everyone with his seven-spirited ferocious soldier Que Yin.

Now, the second Seven-Soul Ferocious Weapon appeared, making him horrified.

Originally, he had some doubts about the identity of the hidden sect of the God of War Sect, but now he no longer has any doubts in his mind.

Those who can control the seven fierce weapons must have a great background.

I'm afraid this matter may be a bit difficult to handle today.

Lu Yun was also frightened to death.

Seven evil soldiers?

No wonder that during the day, Han Yang could cut off people and weapons at the same time, and he turned out to be the famous Seven Souls Fierce Soldier!

When he thought of this, he gave up the idea of being an enemy of Han Yang, and hurriedly raised his hands and said: "Brother Wuming, I am the Sun and Moon God Sect..."

"I said before, those who trespass on Barbarian Continent will die!"

Han Yang didn't give him a chance to speak. He slowly stood up from his seat and walked down the steps step by step.

Lu Yun's back felt cold, and he hurriedly hid behind Lang Tingfeng, seeking shelter.

Han Yang paused slightly, looked down at Lang Tingfeng, and asked calmly: "I want to kill him, can you stop me?"

Although the words were plain, they contained endless killing intent.

Lang Tingfeng frowned.

This Wuming, who claims to be from the God of War Sect, must have too much killing intent.

If they don't agree with each other, they will kill people.

Looking at this posture, if he dares to nod, the other party will dare to take action against him.

Lang Tingfeng had never seen anyone from the Hidden Sect, so he wondered if they were all so arrogant.

But with a strength comparable to that of a sixth-level Martial Saint, coupled with the seven fierce soldiers, it was difficult for him to think of becoming an enemy of Han Yang.

Sometimes, silence can mean everything.

Han Yang smiled sarcastically and continued walking down.

Walking down the steps step by step, it was like thunder exploding in Lu Yun's heart.

He couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to kill him when he was clearly here to form an alliance.

Multiple friends, multiple paths, don’t these bastards from the hidden sect even understand this?

"Master Bishop, save me..."

At this time, Lu Yun could only ask Lang Tingfeng for help.

But it was only then that he discovered with great sadness that Lang Tingfeng had no intention of taking action.

Even when Han Yang walked towards this side, Lang Tingfeng took the initiative to move aside.

This scene made Lu Yun's scalp numb.

"No, no, no... Bishop Lang, this is not what we said before... If you watch me being killed, our leader will never let it go..."

Lu Yun anxiously sent a message to Lang Tingfeng.

However, Lang Tingfeng sneered disdainfully and said through the message: "The two leaders of Sun and Moon are afraid of life and death. How can they be leisurely and care about the life and death of a little person like you?"

This is the tragedy of the Sun Moon God Sect today.

The two sect leaders were hunted down by Patriarch Jueyun, and the four great protectors all fell. Their disciples became completely unloved wild children.

boom!

The bluestone exploded underfoot.

Seeing that Lu Yun was hopeless for help, he turned around and ran away.

Zheng!

The moment he rose into the air, the sound of swords sounded.

A fierce sword light struck down the head in the red light.

puff!

Poor Lu Yun was cut in two from head to toe, and he couldn't die anymore.

If he defended with all his strength, he might be able to hold on for one or two moves, but if he concentrated on escaping, he would die faster.

"Unknown Taoist friend, now we can talk..."

Lang Tingfeng's expression showed no emotion. Anyway, the person who died was not someone from the Qingyu Temple, so he didn't care at all.

The moment Lang Tingfeng spoke, Han Yang grinned, and suddenly the blade turned and slashed directly towards his neck.