Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Mu Baishuang is right.

Although Lie Shanjiu is only at the third level of Martial Saint, her status in Huai Jing Hall far exceeds that of anyone else.

Huaijingtang, as a collateral hall of the Lieshan clan, actually has a low status in the Lieshan clan.

Therefore, they placed their hopes on Lieshen Dove, hoping that they could follow Lieshen Kui and soar into the sky.

But no one expected that it was just a welfare mission, but they didn't expect that Lie Shanjiu would step on an iron plate and die in the Liao Kingdom.

For Huai Jingtang, this was simply a bolt from the blue.

An opportunity for rise collapsed because of Lieshanjiu's death.

Now, they had to mobilize their entire army to avenge Lieshanjiu.

After all, Lieshanjiu was also Lieshankui's maid. Now she was killed while performing the mission of Huai Jingtang.

Once Lie Wasabi is investigated, there will be absolutely no good fruit to be gained.

Therefore, the moment the Lieshanjiu Fate Talisman shattered, Huai Jing Tang came out in full force, and all the available martial saints descended.

The leader is none other than the master of Huaijing Hall, the ninth-level martial artist Lie Shanjing!

At this time, Lieshanjing's aura was gloomy, and his eyes were full of icy murderous intent.

Coming out of the teleportation array, he looked in the direction of the capital of Liao Kingdom and waved his hand suddenly.

"Today, this hall master does not want to see a living person in the capital of Liao Kingdom!"

That's right!

Not only that Young Master Han was going to die, but everyone in the Liao capital was also going to be buried with Lie Shanjiu.

Only in this way can the hatred in his heart be reduced slightly.

"As you command!"

Many of the martial saints in Huai Jing Hall were also filled with murderous intent, and they attacked fiercely.

This is outrageous!

Someone actually dared to kill Lieshan Kui's maid on the Lieshan clan's territory!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Hundreds of martial saints shattered the void and flew towards the capital of Liao Kingdom.

However, when they were about to arrive at the capital, they saw the light of the trap shrouding the front from a distance, and they couldn't help but froze.

Trapped?

How could such a large-scale trap appear in this ghost place?

You must know that maintaining a trap of this size is no less expensive than their teleportation.

A large-scale transmission is almost equivalent to several years of Huai Jing Tang's resources.

They will never activate teleportation unless absolutely necessary.

But now, in a place like the Liao Kingdom, a place where nothing was happening during the Fourth War, a trap of this scale had actually risen.

Only the hall leader, Lie Shanjing, subconsciously shrank his pupils.

None of the other warriors knew what this trapped formation meant, but he knew something about it.

this……

It was a top-level formation built to trap the people of Shenzong.

Even if Senluo Sect and Qingyan Island join forces to attack, the Lieshan clan will not easily activate this formation.

In fact, even their Huai Jing Hall is not qualified to open this formation.

The right to open this trapped formation lies in the hands of the Law Enforcement Hall, a direct lineage of Lieshan clan.

"What's going on? Could it be that the person trapped in the formation is actually a Shenzong warrior?"

Shenzong!

The name itself represents supreme majesty.

This is a terrifying existence that can divide the world into three parts with the Divine List Organization and rule all the worlds.

If Mr. Han is really a disciple of the Shen Sect, wouldn't they be sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth if they went out in large numbers to take revenge?

For a moment, Lie Shanjing suddenly thought of quitting.

Too dangerous.

The three young masters, Mr. Han, were obviously not ordinary martial saints.

At present, it seems that it may be related to Shenzong.

Things are in trouble.

Lie Shanjing frowned, hesitating in his heart.

Before he could issue a new order, the martial saints from Huai Jing Hall had already started frantically attacking the trapped formation.

boom!

boom!

Boom boom...

Hundreds of completely different law attacks bloom like fireworks.

But the result surprised everyone.

Among the team coming from Huai Jingtang this time, there are sixth-level martial saints, seventh-level martial saints, and even eighth-level martial saints.

But the attacks launched by everyone were like a breeze blowing in the face, unable to break the trapped formation at all.

Such a scene made them take a breath of air.

This trapping formation can actually withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the eighth-level Martial Saint?

How many spiritual stones will be consumed?

The martial saints of Huai Jing Tang seriously doubted that even if they sold Huai Jing Tang, they would not be able to build such a large formation.

The martial saints looked at their hall masters blankly, somewhat at a loss.

…

East.

Withered Bones looked in the direction of Huai Jing Hall, dumbfounded and grinning from ear to ear.

Be good!

Dozens of mid- to high-level martial saints still can't defeat this trapped formation?

Mu Baishuang's original expression of watching the excitement slowly dissipated, and she couldn't help but flick her finger, sparking a ray of light and hitting the trapped formation in front of her.

Buzz!

The ripples are rippling and the light is brilliant.

But that's all.

Mu Baishuang's face became a little ugly.

"This is a trap that can trap a super-grade ninth-level martial saint!"

She and Lian Sheng were not ordinary ninth-level martial saints, but super-grade ninth-level martial saints who had refined two holy weapons.

As a result, even she couldn't shake the trap.

It's almost ridiculously strong.

…

In the capital.

Bai Xiaosheng's face was extremely condensed, and he murmured as if he was losing his mind: "How is it possible, how is it possible..."

He had tried his best to overestimate the trap, but he still underestimated it.

The six eighth-level Martial Saints in Huai Jing Hall, together with a group of mid-level Martial Saints, were unable to tear apart the trapped formation.

Is it possible that this trap can still trap a ninth-level Martial Saint?

Bai Xiaosheng couldn't understand.

What is the point of building such a trap in a remote place like the capital of the Liao Kingdom?

Not only Bai Xiaosheng was dumbfounded, but everyone like Li Kuoshan was also stunned at this time.

Such a number of powerful martial saints.

Today, they definitely met the world.

But now, so many middle- and high-level martial saints are coming with murderous intent, and they can't even open the trap formation in the capital of Liao Kingdom.

How can this be!

Could it be that there are still shocking secrets hidden in the capital that they don't know about?

…

In the palace.

"Hahaha, General Fu, I won again..."

Han Yang just happened to land the last chess piece and eat one of Fu Pocheng's big dragons, and immediately laughed from ear to ear.

Fu Pocheng, who was opposite him, was speechless.

Even when he killed the third-level Martial Saint Lie Shanjiu before, Han Yang had never been so happy.

Didn't you just win a game of chess?

But he couldn't say two words.

Just now, after witnessing Han Yang's counterattack against the third-level Martial Saint, Fu Pocheng couldn't help but ask Han Yang's age.

Han Yang was silent for a while, then said twenty-five, or twenty-six, he couldn't remember clearly.

Fu Pocheng's eyes widened in a very gloomy manner.

He originally thought that no matter how talented Han Yang was, it would take him thousands of years, or even ten thousand years, to become a martial saint.

Twenty-five-six?

What the hell is this.

If he hadn't known that the other party had no reason to lie about this kind of thing, he wouldn't have been able to help but flip the table over.

At this age, becoming a Martial Saint is really terrifying.

Even more terrifying than Han Yang's counterattack against a third-level Martial Saint with his first-level Martial Saint's cultivation.

At this time, Han Yang slowly stood up, looked outside the palace, and said with a smile: "The flowing water banquet has finally started, and the first main dish is here. Is General Fu interested in going out to meet these strong men of the Lieshan clan?"

Fu Pocheng suppressed his shock and stood up.

Naturally, he didn't want to miss such a big battle.

Xiao Jiu'er was still held by Lian'er's legs, looking as if she was beyond love.

Help.

She is also a child, and she really doesn’t know how to coax a child.

But Lian'er didn't know what was going on, so she stared at the silent and dull Xiao Jiu'er, not wanting to leave even half a step.

She even called the young lady several times, but she didn't pay much attention.

As a result, Han Yang could only take the female priest, Fu Pocheng and the young lady, and the four of them left the palace, rose into the air, and flew towards the west.

From a distance, the moment he saw Han Yang flying over, the uneasiness in Lie Shanjing's heart became more and more obvious.

He always felt that this figure looked familiar, as if... he had seen it somewhere.

However, he wasn't too worried.

After all, even the ninth-order Martial Saint couldn't break through the large formation that trapped the capital, and it should be impossible for a mere first-order Martial Saint opposite to break it.

Huh, I want to see for myself, who is this kid? He actually dares to come to the Lieshan clan’s territory to cause trouble...