Chapter 98 Don’t worry, I won’t kill you
Bang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
The young man actually blocked Han Yang's knife.
Another person shouted angrily: "What are you doing! How dare you harm your fellow disciples!"
Han Yang sneered and said: "Your drama is too much and has too many flaws. It's better not to act. It will only make you look embarrassed!"
After saying that, he slashed out again.
This knife was used as a "sword that regrets the sky".
After blocking the first blow, the young man was retreating in panic. Before he could stand still, Han Yang's second blow had already arrived.
The terrifying sword intention displayed by Xantian's sword shocked him, and his movements instantly slowed down by half a beat.
Seeing that Han Yang could be killed with just one strike, the bronze corpse suddenly appeared in front of the young man and punched Han Yang.
puff!
The Snow-Deceiving Sword cut off half of the bronze corpse's body like a piece of wood.
The power of the blade was slightly reduced, and it took away one of the young man's arms.
The remaining seven bronze corpses roared and rushed towards Han Yang at this moment.
The young man screamed with a pale face: "Impossible! How could you find the flaw..."
Han Yang chuckled and said: "Everyone has a low-grade spiritual weapon. When did Yuanmen become so wealthy?"
The two people on the opposite side couldn't help but hesitate.
The young man gritted his teeth and said: "On this basis, you dare to assassinate a fellow disciple? Couldn't this spiritual weapon be the opportunity we found in the ruins?"
The bronze corpse was just at the level of jade bones, and it was easily knocked back by Han Yang with a few swords.
Seeing that the young man still refused to give up, Han Yang said: "You two are covered with scars, but there is no trace of blood. Your breath is rancid, and your face is as pale as paper. Although you have many coverings, you can't hide the deathly air between your breaths... He is already dead!"
"No! I'm not dead! I'm still the genius of the Yuan Sect... Qu Yiming!"
The young man with a broken arm roared like crazy and rushed towards Han Yang regardless of the situation.
"Being corroded by corpse energy without knowing it, and ending up like a half-man, half-corpse, you actually want to plot against your fellow disciples. For people like you, it's better to just die!"
Han Yang activated the power of the stars in his acupoint and slashed out with one strike.
The sword-like blade caused a constant buzzing sound in the underground square.
The blade cuts out like a meteor.
The unconscious Qu Yiming couldn't even defend himself, so he was cut into two pieces with a single sword.
"Ouch!"
The seven bronze corpses around them roared like their companions were being killed, and rushed towards Han Yang crazily.
"Zhazhuzhao!"
The sword that deceives the snow buzzes and trembles, and the sword kills people.
With the blessing of the Nine Turns Star Art, the steel body of the bronze corpse was cut off one after another.
After three stabs, all seven bronze corpses had their heads chopped off.
Han Yang's white robe flew up, his arm lightly shook the blade, and he chuckled: "You didn't run away."
The swordsman in green who was standing next to Qu Yiming before was now looking at Han Yang with cold eyes.
"Your talent is very strong, not even weaker than Chu Lan, Xu Ziran and others. Why haven't I heard of your name?"
The swordsman in green didn't seem to be afraid of Han Yang's ability to kill eight bronze corpses, and his tone was condescending.
"You're a ghost and you feel superior..."
Han Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and slashed out with his sword.
There was a touch of fiery madness in the cold eyes of the swordsman in green, "Shut up! Don't compare me with the low-level ghostly zombies. I am a zombie that jumped out of the three realms, is not in the five elements, is invulnerable to water and fire, and is immortal!"
Bang!
The sword in Qixue's hand collided hard with the sword in the swordsman's hand.
The swordsman in green was shaken and was thrown away.
"Huh... the zombie that was chopped off by me with a knife? Ridiculous!"
Before the swordsman in green could land, Han Yang stood up and stepped forward, drawing his sword again.
"Ouch!"
The swordsman in green let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice.
Bang bang bang bang!
The next moment, the lids of nearly a hundred coffins on the stone walls around the square exploded.
One after another, the bronze corpses screamed and jumped out of the coffin and rushed towards Han Yang.
"Nice trick, but unfortunately, it can't save your life!"
Han Yang did not flinch, and the blade continued to move downward.
The swordsman in green seemed to have had his mind corroded by the corpse energy. He never expected that Han Yang would not escape, but would forcefully kill him under the siege of the bronze corpse. He actually froze there.
warehouse!
There was a soft sound of the sword, and the head of the swordsman in green flew high into the sky.
The so-called "zombie" who previously claimed to be immortal was killed by Han Yang with a single blow.
"Ouch!"
Seeing the young swordsman being killed, the roars of the bronze corpses became more and more shrill and angry.
…
Deep in the ruins.
A little girl wearing a bright red wedding robe, who looked to be only seven or eight years old, held a scabbard almost as high as her body in her arms, and was whispering something softly.
"Baby, go to bed quickly. You will dream of me a few times. Dreaming with me is the most beautiful, and I am comforting when you wake up. The flowers follow the flowing water, the sun returns with the spring, and the smile on your pink face is not revealed..."
The childlike voice seemed extremely strange among the gloomy ruins.
Suddenly, the little girl's movement of stroking the scabbard stopped, and her singing stopped abruptly.
There was no trace of emotion in her golden eyes, "Are the two little toys dead? What a pity. The toys are dead and there is no one to play with Xiao Jiuer..."
The next moment, the little girl's figure suddenly disappeared, as if the previous scene was just an illusion.
…
Kill kill kill!
Cut, cut, cut!
Han Yang raised his arms and brandished his sword, killing continuously among the bronze corpses.
The clumsy body of the bronze corpse could not catch up with his Huanyun Step.
This was a one-sided massacre.
But Han Yang killed very happily.
Reborn in the ninth life, this was his first time to kill so heartily.
Each bronze corpse was broken into thousands of pieces.
The snow-defying sword blessed by the power of the stars is indestructible!
Han Yang kept swinging his knife.
It seemed like he was venting his inner demons that he had suppressed for a long time.
The god of war in the divine world, reborn in the ninth life, he has too many things that he cannot forget.
For example, the feeling of endless killing on this battlefield.
He really enjoyed it.
Finally, the last bronze corpse fell under his blade.
Han Yang opened his arms and embraced this wonderful world with a smile on his face.
Gulu!
The sound of swallowing saliva seemed particularly harsh in the deathly silence of the bronze corpses.
Han Yang's eyes instantly turned to the direction where the sound came from.
A figure wearing the clothing of Fentian Clan was running away in embarrassment.
"Crazy! The bastards of Yuanmen are all crazy!"
This Burning Heaven Clan disciple had been frightened to death by the previous scene where Han Yang killed nearly a hundred bronze corpses.
Killing the bronze corpse is not scary.
Even if he kills nearly a hundred bronze corpses, he can only say with emotion that this person is so strong.
However, after Han Yang killed, he opened his arms with an expression of enjoyment, which made him shudder.
He would rather go to another square to kill the bronze corpse than face such a crazy Yuanmen disciple.
"where are you going?"
Han Yang's ghostly voice sounded in his ears.
"I am the grandson of the Burning Heaven Clan's Supreme Being. If you dare to kill me, you will definitely..."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you..."
The threat of the Burning Heaven Clan disciple's stern expression suddenly stopped, and he looked at Han Yang in astonishment.
warehouse!
The sword light lit up.
One of the Burning Heaven Clan disciple's arms fell to the ground, splashing up corrupted dust.
"If I say I won't kill you, I won't kill you... I just need your blood, that's all."
