Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Han... Han... Han Yang!?

Although the fire priest was arrogant, he did not take Han Yang into his eyes at all.

But that was after he took control of the country's magical weapon.

Before he could get the things, Demon King Han Yang came inexplicably, and he was so frightened that his voice started to get knotted.

He couldn't figure out what Han Yang was doing here instead of going to Zhujian Villa to save Li Xuanyu?

Moreover, Beihan Palace is the secret place of the Shenbang Organization. Even the people from the Dali Dynasty don't know that this is the secret place left by the Shenbang Organization.

How could Han Yang, an outsider, come to the door?

The dark figure in the room suddenly disappeared without hesitation and ran away without making a move.

boom!

Can……

A cloud of blood mist exploded in the void.

This sixth-level Martial King died in an instant, without even having time to utter a mournful cry.

The fire priest's face turned pale.

The shadow of the famous tree of man!

Even the three high priests who had fragments of the fourth-level divine list died in Han Yang's hands. How could he be the opponent of the Demon King?

threaten?

Intimidation?

These are of no use to Han Yang.

For a moment, the fire priest, who had been so high-spirited before, felt as if he was dead.

etc……

The fire priest's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted hurriedly: Han Yang! If you dare to kill me, the God List will never let Yuan Zong go! They have captured them all now, you...

boom!

Before he finished speaking, Han Yang flicked his fingers.

Head exploded.

The fire priest's life was lost.

The soul of heaven is shattered.

The art of substitution occurs.

When he reappeared, his face became increasingly pale.

No, no, no... I'm not lying. The people of Yuan Zong and Yuan Sect were really captured by us. If you hurt me, they...

Han Yang glanced at the fire priest with disdain and said lightly: What will happen to them?

The fire priest said subconsciously: They will die miserably!

Ha ha ha ha……

Han Yang's eyes became more and more contemptuous, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: How can you be willing to give up the bait when a fish like me hasn't bitten the hook yet?

The fire priest couldn't help but hesitate.

Han Yang stared at the Fire Priest with burning eyes, and sneered: How about we take a gamble, I'll kill you, and you, the God List, don't dare to kill my Yuan Zong people, how about it?

The fire priest was stunned.

He didn't expect that he would receive such an answer when he threatened.

It was only then that I realized a problem belatedly.

That is, the Shenbang organization captured Yuan Zong and everyone in the Yuan sect, completely betting that Han Yang valued love and justice and cared about the life and death of his friends and fellow sect members.

Precisely because of this, they did not dare to kill at will.

Once the killing starts and Han Yang sees his true feelings and feels that Yuan Zong and Yuanmen are not worthy of his life and death, everything will be over.

After all, Yuan Zong and Yuanmen disciples are just the same sect.

Therefore, the only way for the Shenbang Organization is to hold their cards close to their chest and bet that Han Yang will be fooled.

Before Han Yang bit the hook, he instead used a rat weapon and did not dare to kill indiscriminately.

You...are not at all a reckless man like the rumors say!

Only then did the Fire Priest discover that Demon King Han Yang, who was rumored to be a lunatic, reckless man, and reckless in his actions, was smarter than anyone else.

The trump card of the Shenbang organization has been clearly revealed to him.

Not to mention killing one of his priests, even if he killed a group of high priests, the God List Organization would not dare to vote against him.

This is a gamble on human nature.

Han Yang can afford to lose, but the God List Organization cannot afford to lose.

Wanting to understand this, the fire priest was completely desperate.

boom!

Han Yang flicked his finger again.

The soul of the fire priest perished!

Shi Ke cannot be killed! Demon King Han, please kill me!

After taking his place again, the fire priest lost all interest in life and gave up resistance completely.

He couldn't resist at all.

With Han Yang's current state, he could be killed with just a few fingers.

Tell me, what's going on with the Dali Dynasty's national weapon! If it satisfies me, I can spare your life!

Han Yang asked calmly.

The fire priest roared in humiliation: Han Yang! Are you humiliating me? I am a ninth-level Martial King, how could you let me go...

In his opinion, Han Yang would never let the tiger go back to the mountain, leaving him such a powerful opponent.

Ha ha……

Han Yang laughed again, with unspeakable contempt in his eyes: You think too highly of yourself! You are an ant like you, whether you kill or not, it makes no difference to me!

You look like an ant!

Ants!

The fire priest was stunned, his expression even uglier than the two souls that had been killed.

The majestic ninth-level Martial King turned out to be a dispensable ant in Han Yang's mouth.

What a shame!

But he sadly discovered that he was really an ant in front of Han Yang.

Without the protection of the fragments of the divine list, Han Yang killed his soul with just one flick of his finger.

Han Yang killed him with no more effort than crushing an ant.

For a moment, the fire priest felt as if he was dead.

The Dali Dynasty's country-suppressing magic weapon is in the hands of the Immortal King Song Changsheng. This magic weapon is a flying knife. In the hands of the Qingshuang Martial Emperor Song Kaidian, the ancestor of the Dali Dynasty, he once shot and killed a Martial Emperor! It was the regicide of the emperor. Fierce soldiers!

Song Changsheng is absurd and fond of women. I have been planning for many years to have the priest Fanhua lure him with women and prepare to poison Song Changsheng in the wine-making house and seize this magic weapon.

The fire priest, who was completely broken, explained all his plans in detail.

...

There were so many flaws that Han Yang didn’t even know how to complain.

The magic weapon that holds the country is just in the hands of a ridiculous King Wu. It is still in the Dali Dynasty and is calculated to this extent by the Shenbang organization?

These emperor-level forces in the Tianwu Continent are indeed in a state of decay and are on the verge of destruction.

It's very detailed, and the pretense is quite similar...it's a pity, I don't believe it!

Han Yang smiled suddenly, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the forehead of the fire priest.

Search for souls!

He killed the fire priest twice in a row, deliberately weakening the opponent's realm to facilitate his soul search.

The fire priest's eyes were splitting and he wanted to resist, but he was unable to resist Han Yang's powerful soul power.

boom!

His head was dizzy and he suddenly lost consciousness.

After a moment, a strange color flashed in Han Yang's eyes.

Haha... As expected of the scheming old Yinbi, before he died, he still wanted to lure me into the game?!

Han Yang exerted a slight force on his hand.

There was a loud bang, and the last life of the fire priest was wiped out instantly.

According to the time, Priest Fanhua may have succeeded at this time.

If he rushes over after listening to the fire priest's words, he might be killed by the flower priest who controls the country's magic weapon.

What a good plan.

…

An hour later.

Outside the capital city of the Dali Dynasty, there was a small building for cooking wine.

Immortality, immortality, the Supreme Emperor of your Dali Dynasty still really loves you, wishing that you could live for ten thousand years... Unfortunately, he put the most important weapon of the country in your hands, but harmed you instead. It is destined to let you live forever. You won’t live long!”

Dressed in red, the charming and passionate flower priest looked at the table slumped with a sarcastic face.

Song Changsheng's seven orifices were bleeding, his face was full of sorrow, and blood was spitting out of his mouth, but he murmured sadly: Lianhua... How could you treat me like this? I have been sincere to you for these hundreds of years...

Until his death, he remained affectionate towards the woman in front of him.