Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"What's going on? Why is there a trap in the capital?"

"This is impossible! When the General King was guarding the capital, he dug three feet into the ground. There is no way he could have ignored such a trapped formation."

"There's trouble."

In the capital, those martial kings who had traveled thousands of miles from other countries to watch the excitement were actually ready to leave at this moment.

The key is that the strength displayed by the female priest and Han Yang in the previous battle was a bit confusing to them.

Lie Shanjiu is a famous third-level martial saint.

As a result, he was casually crushed to death like a child.

No matter how stupid you are, you can understand that the war in Liao Kingdom is beyond everyone's imagination.

But before they could leave, they were immediately trapped.

Someone flew to the edge of the trap and launched a tentative attack, but... there was no response.

First the first level Martial King, then the second level Martial King.

Two third-level Martial Kings with hidden identities also tried it out.

Unbreakable.

In the end, even Bai Xiaosheng couldn't help but take action and tried to attack.

Still can't be broken.

Bai Xiaosheng looked gloomy, and he realized that there would be trouble soon.

This trapped formation was obviously not the work of the Liao Kingdom.

Not to mention anything else, even the three Liao kingdoms could not afford to consume the spiritual stones needed to trap the formation.

Subconsciously, Bai Xiaosheng turned his attention to Lie Shanming.

Lieshan Ming is the sect leader of Qianshan Sect and a branch of Lieshan Sect. Maybe he knows some inside information?

But he clearly saw that Lie Shanming also had a confused look on his face and had no idea what was going on.

This made Bai Xiaosheng's uneasiness become more and more obvious.

Something is seriously wrong.

The appearance of the trap not only alarmed these King Wu, but also several people in Fu Pocheng.

Fu Pocheng immediately looked at Han Yang.

However, they found that Han Yang had already sat back on the chessboard, ready to continue playing chess, without taking the magic circle trapping them seriously at all.

Even the female priest turned a blind eye to it.

this……

Fu Pocheng could only suppress his uneasiness and continue playing chess with Han Yang.

No matter how smart he was, he couldn't understand Han Yang's intentions at this moment.

At the same time, he was extremely shocked by the sudden appearance of the trap formation.

Who built such a trap in the capital of the Liao Kingdom?

When was it secretly inspired?

Who is the target they want to trap?

There are too many puzzles in Fu Pocheng's heart!

…

outside the capital.

Ku Gu and Qiu Tai Sui also had some embarrassments.

The two of them were lying on the ground, one was isolated in the trapping formation, and the other was isolated outside the trapping formation.

This is more funny.

Withered Bones looked around and found that no one was watching, so he got up sneakily.

"Hey...brother, you are not kind."

Qiu Taisui, who happened to be trapped in the formation, was a little unhappy.

We agreed to share joys and sorrows together.

Withered Bones chuckled and said, "Brother Qiu, I'll go back and ask for reinforcements later..."

Reinforce your grandma.

Qiu Taisui almost cursed his mother.

This bastard was clearly trying to escape.

But there was nothing he could do now.

He was trapped in the trap. If he dared to run, he would probably be killed directly. He could only watch as the withered bones ran away happily.

Forget about this depressing mood.

As a result, not long after the withered bones had escaped, only a few hundred miles away, his figure suddenly froze, and he raised his head to look at the sky with fear.

Above the void, there was a man and a woman, looking at him with smiles but not smiles.

When he saw the logos on the clothes of the two men clearly, Dry Bones' knees softened and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Greetings to Sect Leader Lian, Deputy Island Master Mu!"

Dry Bones really wanted to scold her now.

The main altar of Senluo Sect and Qingyan Island are more than hundreds of millions of miles away from here.

Even for a ninth-level Martial Saint, it would take several days to come over.

I thought that it would take at least a few days for the two leaders in charge of negotiations to arrive, but as a result, I just ran away from the battle and bumped into them.

At this moment, Dry Bones was extremely embarrassed.

The deputy island master of Qingyan Island, the ninth-level martial saint Mu Baishuang, looked at the old man beside him with a smile: "You Senluo Sect has great talents."

Upon hearing this, the old man's face suddenly darkened.

This withered bone obviously escaped from the battlefield, which was really disappointing.

However, when facing outsiders, he naturally cannot destroy the prestige of his own family.

The old man, Lian Sheng, the deputy head of the Senluo Sect, said with a smile: "He must have discovered some important information and wanted to report it to me, so he ran out in a hurry..."

When saying this, Lian Sheng glanced at the bones with cold eyes.

You better have some news to report, otherwise I will slap you to death even if I am shameless.

Withered Bones hurriedly reported back in a trembling voice: "There is indeed important information... A trapping formation suddenly rose up in the capital of the Liao Kingdom. Even the Martial Saint could not break it, and everyone was trapped in the formation..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mu Baishuang looking at him with pity in his eyes.

What a fool!

The trapped formation stretches for thousands of miles, covering the world like a big ball. Anyone who is not blind can see it.

Does he need to talk too much in reply?

Lian Sheng had a murderous intention in his heart.

The withered bones were as blessed as the soul, and he shouted urgently: "Also...that mysterious Mr. Han personally took action. With the cultivation of the first-level martial saint, he killed Lie Shankui's former maid, the third-level martial saint Lie Shanjiu..."

Upon hearing these words, Lian Sheng and Mu Baishuang's pupils shrank at the same time.

First-level Martial Saint?

The guy who dared to go on a killing spree on the Lieshan clan's territory and draw all the parties to fight was actually just a first-level Martial Saint?

Even if he kills a third-level martial saint, it's not a big deal.

The key is that this realm... seems a little too weak.

Mu Baishuang glanced at Lian Sheng: "Are we still going to wait?"

In fact, she and Lian Sheng had arrived long ago.

Their original mission was to prepare to raid Huai Jing Tang and trigger a war between the three sects.

Later, due to the sudden emergence of Han Yang, the plan was temporarily changed, but they did not immediately go to the city to negotiate with Han Yang. They were waiting and investigating.

Both sides wanted to see how much strength Han Yang and the other three could show under the constant oppression of the Lieshan clan and whether they were qualified to cooperate with them.

Now, two of the three have taken action.

As the master, Mr. Han seems to be weaker than imagined.

Lian Sheng's eyes were cold and he said coldly: "Keep waiting! Wait for the critical moment and then save the life of Mr. Han as a favor."

His thoughts were different from Mu Baishuang's.

Han Yang, a small first-level martial saint, actually owns a furnace that is suspected to be at the level of a seventh-level martial saint. This is obviously abnormal!

This person must have a great background.

As a result, their relationship with Han Yang will become more cautious.

At this moment, both of them looked at the western void at the same time.

Dry Bones looked over, but found nothing.

The corners of Mu Baishuang's mouth raised slightly: "Interesting... It seems that Huai Jingtang attaches great importance to Lie Shanjiu... He even did not hesitate to activate the teleportation formation for Lieshanjiu's death!"

In the west, in a big city a hundred miles away from them, the light rose to the sky, the teleportation array was opened, and hundreds of martial saints... descended together.