Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

boom!

Han Yang smashed it down from the air, creating a deep pit with a diameter of two feet on the ground.

The still intact corpses of Geng Yin and the others were completely turned into mud.

With a casual throw, a jade bottle fell into the hands of Kong Kaitian, whose eyes were dull.

"The good things I got from Heibang should be able to save the lives of your four disciples..."

After leaving a few words, Han Yang jumped into the air, pulled on a rope, and returned to the Royal Sky Boat with a few clicks.

"Who are you?! Why do you dare to attack the black list and save us?"

Kong Kaitian, who finally came to his senses, looked at Yu Kongzhou and shouted loudly.

It wasn't until Yu Kongzhou's shadow almost disappeared that a voice came back.

"Yuanmen, Han Yang!"

Yuanmen, Han Yang?

Kong Kaitian stared blankly ahead, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

When he received the hero message, he had anticipated Han Yang's identity.

I think it might be a certain Yuan Dan ancestor from Yuanmen or Yuanzong.

When I saw it today, it turned out to be only the fifth level of Qi gathering!

However, just such a person at the fifth level of Qi Gathering actually killed a Yuan Dan ancestor and two people at the ninth level of Qi Gathering in the Black List with one strike!

"Master, was that person just now Han Yang who posted hero posts?"

The only second disciple who could still speak spoke in surprise.

Kong Kaitian nodded.

The second disciple was silent for a while and said with a wry smile: "No wonder you dare to post a hero post and claim to destroy the black list. What a monster..."

Gathering Qi at the fifth level to kill the Yuan Dan.

Or kill it instantly with one knife, what is it if it’s not a monster?

…

Xuanfu, Nanchuan River.

Going upstream along the Nanchuan River, you can go directly to the Monster Forest, which is Nanyang County.

But almost no one dares to walk on this big river.

Because the Nanchuan River originates from Tianyun Mountain, the Monster Forest, there are countless aquatic monsters in the river, and they can't be killed all.

If ordinary people dare to boat on the Nanchuan River, they will only die.

Even among warriors, only the top sects or aristocratic families dare to travel in groups.

But today, there was a bamboo raft going upstream.

On the bamboo raft, a bold middle-aged man held a bamboo pen and sang to the wine.

"Don't worry, sister. There are fishing boats even in big waves. Sit firmly with the tiller in hand. Brother, even if the waves hit the bow..."

The middle-aged man sung the lowly tunes with a somewhat heroic flavor.

The sound echoed among the mountains beside the river, startling the birds.

However, the monsters in the river seemed to have disappeared, and none of them dared to show their heads.

It was obviously going upstream, but the bamboo raft was as fast as an arrow, causing ripples on the river surface.

"The wind moves the clouds and the sky does not move, and the water pushes the boat to the shore but does not move..."

Halfway through the folk song, it suddenly stopped. The middle-aged man spat in front of him and cursed: "You bastards who are disturbing people's interest can come out now!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Three reeds shot out from the far shore and landed on the river. Immediately afterwards, three figures leaped over and landed steadily on the reeds.

The three white masks looked extremely evil in the night.

The middle-aged man put the wine gourd back on his waist and said disdainfully: "There are only three of you? Could it be that you offended someone and were sent here to die on purpose? Let me see...Twenty-four, twenty-five, two Sixteen... Hey, twenty-five, are you a newcomer? I remember that there was a twenty-five who was killed by me not long ago!"

Ding Hai, who had twenty-four characters on his white mask, said indifferently: "Mu Yu, there's no need to bluff. You were injured by our eighth giant a year ago, and you haven't fully recovered from your injuries yet? We three of us are enough to kill you." Got it!"

"Oh, I'm quite confident! Then try it!"

Muyu chuckled and put his hand on his waist, and there was an extra fishing rod.

"kill!"

The three black list killers jumped up from the reeds without saying a word.

Whoosh!

Above the fishing rod, a fishhook suddenly shot out. On the fishhook, the runes flickered and radiated with light.

"cut!"

Black List Twenty-five, the runes on the knife in Wuzi's hand flowed and he slashed towards the flying fishhook.

Split the sky!

The knife in Wuzi's hand seemed to be able to tear apart everything, and the air was cut with a flame.

Ding!

The fishhook struck the blade.

Wuzi was thrown directly, smashing the surface of the river and dyeing the river red with blood.

But Mu Yu also took seven or eight steps back, his face flushed, and blood oozing faintly from his waist.

"Mu Yu! With your current injury, you're lucky not to die. How dare you take the hero post? I want to see how many moves you can take!"

Ding Hai's sword followed closely.

boom!

The sword collided with the fishing rod, runes were scattered, and the river was blown up into huge waves.

Dinghai vomited blood and was knocked away.

Mu Yu also retreated again, the old wound on his waist burst open instantly, and countless blood gushes out, staining the skirt of his clothes red.

Mu Yu stumbled and almost fell from the bamboo raft.

"die!"

Ji Chou's gun suddenly pierced Mu Yu's back.

puff!

The tip of the spear penetrated from the back and emerged from the chest.

Mu Yu's body swayed suddenly, and the fishhook that had just flown back from the fishing rod in his hand flowed backwards.

Stab!

Ji Chou's neck was torn apart by the fishhook, almost decapitating him.

But he roared angrily, pulled out his hand, and pulled out the tip of the gun, bringing out a pool of blood.

Mu Yu finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt down on the bamboo raft.

"Die!"

Wuzi, who had been knocked away first, jumped up from the water, pointing the blade directly at Muyu's neck.

"Even if I die, I will fight for it!"

Mu Yu's expression was ferocious, he completely gave up his defense and jerked the fishing rod forward in his hand.

At this moment, a voice sounded from the air.

"If you are living well, why seek death..."

Following the sound, a blade of air appeared out of thin air and shot at Wuzi!

The Four Symbols Curse Seal Knife, the Azure Dragon is broken!

Wuzi looked horrified, and the knife in his hand suddenly moved forward to resist.

when!

Knives collide with knives.

The knife in Wuzi's hand was bent instantly, and finally broke with a click.

The Hongyan knife penetrated Wuzi's head from top to bottom!

Blacklist twenty-five, die!

"It's you!"

Ding Hai just jumped out of the water, and when he saw the person who killed Wu Zi, his eyes widened in horror.

This is the last person likely to be here.

"Impossible! How do you know the interception route of my black list..."

A bad premonition arose in Ding Hai's heart.

"How do I know? Of course it was the secret message I got from that old guy Guiyou!"

Han Yang's eyes were full of murderous intent and he swung his knife forward.

This time, he was really satisfied with killing.

On the Hongyan knife, the curse mark belonging to the ancestor of Yuandan has never disappeared.

Previously, to kill Guiyou, he needed to self-explode his acupoints, but now, with just the curse seal, he could kill Yuan Dan like a dog.

"Impossible! How could the tenth giant die in your hands..."

Before Ding Hai finished speaking, he was overwhelmed by the sword energy in the sky.

The Four Symbols Curse Seal Knife, White Tiger Kill, Yuan Dan Curse Seal!

Puff puff!

Countless sword energy passed through the body, dividing the Nanchuan River into countless ravines.

Ji Chou turned around and ran away without hesitation.

If you rush towards this kind of enemy, you will die.

puff!

After only two steps, his back was penetrated by a fishing rod.

Mu Yu finally got his revenge.

"Boy, who are you!"

After the murder, Mu Yu shouted loudly.

The curse seal he had obtained was gone. Han Yang glared at Mu Yu fiercely, retracted the rope in his hand, and flew towards the Yukong Zhou.

"Old man, don't die, I'm waiting for you at Yuanmen!"

Throwing down a jade bottle, Han Yang returned to Yukongzhou.

Mu Yu almost threw away the healing medicine he had obtained.

"Han Yang?! What's going on? Are all young people today so fierce?"