Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"It seems that countless years of pampering have made you forget how to fight..."

Han Yang looked indifferent, and there was even a hint of contempt in his eyes.

The demon souls are known for their ability to conquer and fight.

When I was in the Zhongqian World, no matter the God List Organization or the Shen Sect, there was only one word when referring to the Demon Souls:

Afraid.

They call the demon souls madmen.

Don't even dare to call him by his first name.

When encountering the demon souls, the first thought of the strong men from the two major sects was to avoid them.

In the Middle Thousand World, demon souls are almost a symbol of invincibility.

With only less than a hundred people, he was able to divide the world into three parts of the world with the two major sects in all the worlds.

How domineering this is.

This also made Han Yang a little more curious about the so-called four leaders of the demon souls.

Being able to train talented people like Demon Souls, even if they use calculating methods, is considered a hero.

But after fighting against Suzaku Xuanji, Han Yang was greatly disappointed.

Suzaku Genji was too delicate to be a warrior.

I couldn't bear to let myself get hurt at all.

It's as if she is inherently superior to others.

Absolutely ridiculous.

"You... are so bold!"

Seeing Han Yang's sarcasm, Suzaku Xuanji became even more annoyed.

Even a mere junior dares to...

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded.

Sparrowitis.

The blazing flame, as if it could burn the soul, turned into colorful flames and spread its wings.

Demon Soul and others kept retreating to avoid Suzaku Xuanji's terrifying flame attack.

The fusion of the divine soul path and the law of fire.

Suzaku Genji's attack can cause double damage to the law and soul.

It is impossible to guard against and difficult to stop.

It was precisely by relying on these methods that Suzaku Xuanji was able to defeat the eighth-level master of the third realm.

"Since your name is Suzaku, then I will give you Suzaku!"

The Buddha-killing knife in Han Yang's hand swung forward.

The four-image mantra seals the sword, and the red bird dances.

Among the four sword techniques of the Four Symbols Cursed Seal Sword, it is the most brilliant attack.

The magnificent sword light shines brightly like the bright wings of a red bird.

The attacks of the two were like two gorgeous red birds competing for beauty.

Gorgeous.

Thrilling.

Everyone present was attracted by the gorgeous attacks they unleashed.

boom!

boom!

Bang bang...

Suzaku Genji's attacks were crushed one by one.

No flames could get close to Han Yang's body, and were all blocked by Suzaku Wu.

The blade collided with the flame, making a crisp sound.

A blue ripple formed on the Buddha-Slaying Sword.

ten times!

A hundred times!

Suzaku Xuanji took action again and again, a strange look gradually appeared in his eyes.

Why is there no damage?

The Suzaku Fire is the hottest flame in the world.

Ordinary holy weapons will be burned into scrap metal after a dozen attacks.

Even the most top-notch holy weapon cannot withstand so much burning.

But instead of being burned, the knife in Han Yang's hand became... more and more beautiful?

There is an extra hint of evil flavor.

Zheng!

Just when Suzaku Xuanji was about to change his attack method, a sudden change occurred.

A strange knife sound sounded.

"Namo..."

At the moment when the sound of the sword exploded, Suzaku Xuaner felt his soul shaken, and he was stagnant for a moment.

Zen singing of Buddha's music.

In an instant, Suzaku Xuanji's sea of ​​consciousness had a trace of Buddha's heart.

And when she swung her sword to kill the evil thoughts and cut off this trace of her heart toward the Buddha, the blade of the Buddha-killing knife had already reached her.

A sleeve of green dragon.

It's still Qinglong Po.

This time, Suzaku Xuanji failed to escape again.

The two figures passed each other.

puff!

A knife mark appeared on Zhuque Xuan'er's neck, and blood sprang up, dyeing her purple robe a bright red color.

But Han Yang was rapidly recovering from the traces left by the flames.

Fall into disadvantage.

After hundreds of moves, Suzaku Genji was clearly at a disadvantage.

Her eyes gradually became cold.

Only now did she realize that Han Yang had too many trump cards.

There were so many that it made her feel troublesome.

Ninth-level God-given list.

Ninth level divine text.

The Four Symbols Curse Seal Knife.

Tianyuan divine power.

All kinds of magical powers...

If any one of these tricks is applied to another warrior, it is enough to make that person invincible at the same level.

And Han Yang, one person gathered everything together.

unbeatable.

Suzaku Genji realized that it was impossible for him to defeat the person in front of him with conventional means.

Let alone capture it.

As for joining forces with other demon souls...

That group of trash obviously couldn't reach Han Yang's finger.

Rushing forward will only cause trouble!

but……

Suddenly, Suzaku Xuaner laughed ferociously and shouted at the Demon Souls behind him: "Wait, come with me to capture Han Yang!"

As soon as these words came out, Canglang Xuanjiu and others had not yet reacted, but Black Fox Thirteen's heart was filled with ice.

Such a cruel heart.

Even though he knew that if these people rushed forward, it would be impossible to defeat Han Yang and they would just die in vain, Suzaku Genji still issued this cruel order.

Just like Baihu Xuansan back then, he didn't take the lives of the Demon Souls in his eyes at all.

How cold-hearted.

At this moment, Black Fox Thirteen was completely desperate for the four leaders.

Bai Hu Xuan San is like this, Suzaku Xuan Er is like this, none of the four leaders are kind people, they are just using them and others.

Black Fox Thirteen, who knew the truth, would naturally not take action against Han Yang.

But other demon soul warriors were kept in the dark.

Seeing that Suzaku Genji was at a disadvantage, they were already ready to make a move.

Now with an order, several people, led by Cang Lang Xuanjiu, roared one after another, activated their demon souls, and rushed towards Han Yang.

At this moment, a cold voice exploded like thunder.

"Stop it all!"

It's Pixiu Xuanwu.

Everyone looked over in surprise.

I saw Pixiu Xuanwu slowly getting up, with a strange look in his eyes.

He stared hard into Suzaku Xuanji's eyes and said in a sad tone: "Even after reviving my soul, I still have doubts about Xiao Shisan's statement. I don't believe that you, second sister and eldest brother, will harm us. I think you must have some reasons... …”

"But I never expected that you would be so cold-blooded, knowing that they would only die if they rushed forward, and yet you let them do it for no reason!"

"Tell me, second sister, why?"

At this time, Pixiu Xuanwu's soul had not recovered much, and it was not time to end his training.

But he still decided to stop and stood up.

He couldn't just watch his companions die.

"Fifth brother, what are you talking about?"

"How could the second sister harm us?"

"We are willing to die for our second sister!"

"This has nothing to do with the second sister!"

Before Suzaku Xuanji could speak, the other demon souls began to defend him one by one.

Such a scene made Pixiu Xuanwu feel increasingly sad.

A passion for wrong payment.

What could be sadder than this?

At this time, Suzaku Genji finally noticed something was wrong.

Black Fox Thirteen is like this.

The same is true for Pixiu Xuanwu.

There was obviously something more in the eyes of these two people.

Their wisdom was no longer immature, and Suzaku Xuanji was keenly aware of a hint of danger in their eyes.

With a flicker of her eyes, she shouted directly at Canglang Xuanjiu and the others: "Xuanwu and Shisan are all bewitched by Han Yang. You guys, come to me!"

Canglang Xuanjiu and others subconsciously approached Suzaku Xuaner.

At this moment, Han Yang's eyes sharpened and he suddenly said: "Be careful!"

Following his voice, he quickly slashed out the Buddha-killing knife in his hand.

clang!

There was a crisp sound.

The Buddha-killing Sword blocked the Vermillion Bird Sword.

Canglang Xuanjiu's eyes widened in disbelief.

His second sister's Suzaku sword was only a few inches away from his neck.

If Han Yang delayed even one breath, he would die under the Vermillion Bird Sword.

Staring at Suzaku Genji blankly, he asked solemnly: "Why?"