Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Ninth-level Martial Saint?"

Li Kuoshan's voice rose an octave higher.

I don't know who heard Bai Xiaosheng's muttering, and revealed that the old man from the Lieshan clan's Huaijing Hall above the void was a ninth-level martial saint.

At this time, the entire Liao Kingdom was in chaos.

It is undeniable that before this moment, the warriors in the Liao capital were generally optimistic about Han Yang and the others.

After all, it’s not like the Raptors can’t cross the river.

Not to mention, the female priest and Han Yang had killed everyone before.

According to the estimates of the warriors, even if the sixth-level Martial Saint comes, he may not be able to defeat the three of them.

There are even rumors that the female Martial Saint is suspected to be a seventh-level Martial Saint.

As a result, the Lieshan clan dispatched some seventh-level martial saints, and Mr. Han also had the strength to fight.

But no one expected that the Lieshan clan would be so crazy and directly use the ninth-level Martial Saint.

These martial kings have also heard of the title of ninth-level martial saint.

According to legend, he was the most powerful ruler in the Tianjing Realm.

Each ninth-level Martial Saint represents four words: Invincible!

At this time, Lieshan clan Huaijingtang did not talk about martial ethics and directly used ninth-level martial saints, which brought only despair to all the warriors in the capital of Liao.

"Fortunately, we still have a trap...he shouldn't be able to get in..."

I don't know who muttered.

The scene where the seventh and eighth level martial saints of Huai Jing Hall bombarded the trapped formation and failed to break it was also seen by the warriors.

The trap that trapped them and made it impossible for the warriors to escape has now become everyone's life-saving straw.

Don't come in.

Don't come in.

At this moment, I don’t know how many people are praying secretly.

When Han Yang, dressed in white, appeared with the female priest and others, they were greeted by deathly silence.

No one spoke, no one chanted.

Everyone remained silent.

will die.

In the eyes of all the warriors, the fate of their group will be disastrous.

Although they are still protected by the trapping formation, sooner or later this formation will open up, and by then, it will be their death.

Therefore, no one at the scene dared to cheer for Han Yang and his party.

Fu Pocheng saw this scene in his eyes and couldn't hide his sadness.

At this time, the capital of the Liao Kingdom is no longer the bloody and bloody capital of the Liao Kingdom that never bowed its head in the face of powerful enemies three hundred years ago.

Today's Liao people have weak bones.

At this point, Fu Pocheng no longer cared about the Liao Kingdom.

Above the void, Lieshan Jing and Han Yang looked at each other from a distance across the trapped formation, seemingly calm and calm.

No one knew that the ninth-level Martial Saint Lie Shanjing, who was regarded as an invincible being, was thinking the same as people like Li Kuoshan.

"Fortunately, the trap blocked his steps..."

Although many people are spreading rumors that Han Yang and the female priest are only at the seventh-level martial saint level, Lie Shanjing doesn’t believe it!

If these two people are really just seventh-level martial saints, then the Lieshan clan will never risk being noticed by the Senluo Sect, Qingyan Island and other forces in the Tianjing world and rashly activate the formation.

"Are you what the world calls Mr. Han? You are so bold..."

Although he was clearly feeling uneasy, Lie Shanjing still maintained a condescending demeanor.

However, when he said the three words Mr. Han, his heart suddenly thumped.

etc……

Mr. Han?

Han! ?

Lie Shanjing suddenly remembered why he felt that the young man in white in front of him looked familiar.

Lie Shanjiu once dug out a lot of secrets about Tianwu Continent's mission from the mouths of Lie Shankui's maids.

Among them, there are many descriptions of Han Yang.

White clothes!

Saber!

Outstanding in appearance, killing without calculation.

Suspected to be a heavenly being!

Also surnamed Han, the so-called Mr. Han in front of him is very similar to the Demon King Han Yang whom Lieshan Jiu mentioned, who single-handedly defeated Lieshan Kui, the proud daughter of the Lieshan clan.

"You...you are Han Yang?!"

Lie Shanjing, who was considered wily, finally couldn't suppress the shock in his heart and shouted Han Yang's name uncontrollably.

Even he himself didn't notice that when he shouted the word Han Yang, his voice was extremely unnaturally raised by an octave, and even had some broken sounds.

"Oh? Have you heard of my name?"

A smile appeared on Han Yang's lips.

Damn it!

Lieshanjing collapsed directly.

Han Yang.

Is it really that Han Yang?

impossible!

A few years ago, that Han Yang was still struggling in the Martial King Realm of the lower realm. How could he ascend to the upper realm in just a few years?

Not to mention, in less than five years, he was promoted from the realm of a small Martial King to a Martial Saint?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Just when Lie Shanjing was still denying himself, he suddenly heard Han Yang saying: "Since we are acquaintances, we should have a good chat."

The next moment, under the shocked eyes of Lie Shanjing and everyone else, Han Yang stepped forward and walked towards the magic circle that shone with psychedelic luster.

At this moment, Lie Shanjing felt that his heartbeat had stopped.

You...can't get out.

This is a trap built by the Lieshan clan to trap Shenzong's ninth-level Martial Saint. No one can break through it easily.

Lie Shanjing had to move out of the Lie Shan clan to comfort himself.

However……

When Han Yang walked forward casually, the next moment his body came into contact with the light of the trapped array, there was a buzzing sound, and the mask of the trapped array automatically lit up a light gate.

It was as if they had met the master who controlled the trapped formation and took the initiative to open a passage for Han Yang.

this……

"Why... why?"

Seeing this scene, Lie Shanjing even had some doubts. The man in front of him who called himself Han Yang was not actually Han Yang, but a direct descendant of the Lieshan clan who arranged the trap, and was deliberately playing a trick on him.

Otherwise, how could a trap that can isolate the inside and outside automatically open a path?

It wasn't until Han Yang's figure flashed and walked from the inside of the trap to the outside that Lie Shanjing woke up from the shock.

This is the man who gave Heaven's proud daughter Retsu Wasabi her first taste of defeat!

It seems that only in this way can Han Yang be worthy of the title of defeating Lie Wasabi.

escape!

A crazy idea arose in Lie Shanjing's mind.

Although the opponent's cultivation level is..."very weak".

Although the other party had just ascended to the upper realm not long ago.

Although... there are hundreds of martial saints around him.

But the first thought that flashed in Lie Shanjing's heart was to run away!

The shadow of a famous tree.

Han Yang is the man who makes even Lie Shankui have inner demons.

"Go up, give it to this Hall Master... kill him!"

Lie Shanjing looked like his eyes were tearing apart and roared angrily.

The martial saints of Huai Jing Hall who did not know the truth thought that the trapping formation had failed and that their ancestors had launched a general attack order to bloodbath Liao Capital.

"kill!"

Hundreds of martial saints roared and rushed towards Han Yang.

Clothes fly.

Han Yang stood in the void, like an immortal banished to the mortal world.

Facing many martial saints coming from all directions, he remained motionless.

"Be bold!"

The female priest behind her also stepped out of the trapped formation and appeared in front of the Martial Saint of Huai Jing Hall.

When the aura of the female priest bloomed, all the martial saints in Huai Jing Hall became excited.

That's right, it's a furnace.

That's right, he's just a seventh-level Martial Saint.

How dare a little seventh-level martial saint...

Just when they were greedy and wanted to capture the female priest alive, the female priest suddenly took a step forward and waved her hand forward.

It's not a profound martial arts, it doesn't even use many laws, it's just a wave of the hand.

Boom!

It was like a natural disaster was coming, and the whole world seemed to collapse under this palm.

"Third-order spirit body?"

"How can this be!"

The martial saints of Huai Jing Hall are going crazy.

How could a furnace and cauldron cultivate to the seventh level of Martial Saint and at the same time upgrade its spiritual body to the third level?

Even the holy land in their minds, the main sect of the Lieshan clan, and the furnaces specially cultivated for the direct ancestors, cannot reach this level.

Incredible!

incredible!

At this moment, even the eighth-level Martial Saint felt panicked and subconsciously looked at his ancestor, wanting to ask for help.

However, a scene that shocked everyone happened.

The place where Lie Shanjing, the ancestor of Huai Jing Hall, originally stood, was empty.

Their ancestor, the ninth-level Martial Saint Lie Shanjing, had somehow escaped without a trace.