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Chapter 419 The Achilles heel of the wild kings

Han Yang's confident words shocked King Leihuang and shouted hurriedly: "Be careful..."

But King Huohuang, who had already killed the red-eyed man, could still listen.

boom!

A ray of flame rushed towards Han Yang. In the flame, there seemed to be a woman whispering, and there seemed to be the sound of men and women expressing their sincerity.

Full of charming power.

Using flames to initiate charm, this Fire King is definitely an alternative existence among the Martial Kings.

If it had been anyone else, they might have been affected and even suffered from mental and physical stagnation.

A fight between masters, even for just a moment, can determine life or death.

The ability to charm cannot be said to be weak.

But unfortunately, she met Han Yang.

Reborn in the ninth life, what hasn't Han Yang seen?

As the God of War in his previous life, his willpower was extremely firm.

There was no wave in his eyes, and Han Yang, with a cold smile, disappeared again.

boom!

When he reappeared, he was already in front of King Huohuang.

"roll!"

King Leihuang was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly used all his strength to unleash the power of thunder, trying to save King Huohuang.

But, it's too late!

Click!

King Huohuang's third-level king-level force field was shattered instantly, and the demon sword Baizhan fell on her neck.

puff!

The head flew high.

Heavenly soul, kill!

Buzz!

With a flash of light, the figure of King Huohuang appeared a hundred feet away. The crazy murderous intent on his face had disappeared, leaving only fear.

"How is it possible...you..."

Han Yang disappeared again.

puff!

King Huohuang, who only had the strength of the second-level Martial King, was unable to block the sword and was beheaded again.

"Leihuang, save me!"

Appearing a hundred feet away for the second time, King Huohuang had only despair in his eyes.

Han Yang's strength and determination to kill were beyond her imagination.

It was as if... Han Yang slashed her soul and her soul was shattered, unable to resist at all.

"Han Yang, stop it, spare her life, we choose to quit!"

King Leihuang looked panicked for the first time.

Not only because King Huohuang was beheaded twice in a row, but also because of Han Yang's previous blow.

That knife made him despair. If it fell on him, he would be unable to resist at all.

"Opting out now? Is it possible?!"

Unmoved, Han Yang swung his sword again.

puff!

The head of King Huohuang was chopped off for the third time.

The three souls of heaven, earth and man will be destroyed!

I am the only one left with one life.

"Han Yang, we were wrong! Give us a chance to atone for our sins..."

King Huohuang was so frightened that he knelt in the void and gave up resistance completely.

"this……"

The Lord of Purple Gold City in the city looked at this scene in astonishment, his eyes full of disbelief.

Who are the kings of the wild land?

Those were all those who had no choice but to escape into the wilderness after being chased by the six dynasties or the ten holy sects.

This kind of person, who is not a big devil who bears blood debts and kills people like hemp?

Now, King Huo Huang kowtows to Han Yang and begs for mercy?

Zi Jinsou, who squinted his eyes, laughed and said, "Interesting, so interesting. This boy named Han Yang is a bit interesting..."

The Lord of Purple Gold City was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Purple Gold Old Man, did you see something?"

This old man Zijin has matured with age, and he belongs to the same generation as King Yum.

Don't look at him who is trembling and looking like he is about to die.

But in fact, he has been the master of the Leihuang Realm Hall for countless times.

Extremely mysterious.

Zi Jinsou opened his toothless mouth, nodded and said: "Han Yang, he... found the fatal weakness of the wild kings!"

Hearing these words, the Lord of Purple Gold City trembled and looked at the old man in shock.

Do the wild kings have fatal weaknesses?

The powerful barbaric kings can defeat even the kings of the same level from the ten major holy sects and the six dynasties. How can they still have weaknesses?

"Hoo ho ho... This fatal weakness is actually very simple... because they are all madmen!"

The kings of the wild land, especially the third-level Martial Kings, are all madmen!

Because the Wilderness Land did not have the quota to enter the Emperor's Secret Realm, they could only be trapped in the third level of the Martial King.

This sleepiness will last until their lifespan is exhausted.

Unable to be promoted, unable to leave, and having a long life span, how can they not go crazy if this continues?

He watched helplessly as his former peers, and even his defeated generals, entered the Emperor's Secret Realm and raised their level to the King's Realm.

However, they are trapped in the third level and unable to improve.

This inner torture and suffering is simply unimaginable for ordinary warriors.

But Zi Jinsou didn't say a word.

There are many people who know the fatal weaknesses of the kings of the wilderness, but Han Yang is the first to be able to exploit them in actual combat.



On the other side, King Leihuang looked in shock at King Huohuang, who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

Something's wrong!

Something is very wrong!

Back then, King Huohuang killed her entire husband's family in a rage because she was humiliated by her husband's family during the wedding, which angered the Qin Dynasty, so he pursued her into the wild land.

How could such a proud woman kneel down and beg for mercy?

However, King Huohuang did not notice anything unusual and continued to kneel on the ground.

puff!

Han Yang raised his sword and killed the Huohuang King without mercy.

"If I lose, will you... spare my life?"

After murmuring this sentence, he looked at King Lei Huang indifferently.

At this time, King Leihuang no longer had the will to fight in his heart.

Even if the two kings join forces, they are no match for Han Yang, let alone him alone.

"Tell me, what did you do to King Huohuang...?"

Even if he died, King Leihuang wanted to know the answer.

Making King Huohuang kneel down and beg for mercy would definitely make him more frightened than killing King Huohuang with one sword.

Han Yang said indifferently: "It's very simple, just crush her soul and arouse her inner demons."

King Leihuang was stunned.

He couldn't understand what Han Yang meant by this sentence.

"you……"

He wanted to ask further, but was coldly interrupted by Han Yang.

"Now, it's your turn, fight to the death like a warrior!"

As soon as the voice fell, Han Yang had already drawn his sword.

The Four Elephants Curse Seal Knife, White Tiger Kills!

King Leihuang launched an angry roar of unwillingness, thunder flashed all over his body, and the entire King Realm force field seemed to turn into a thunder purgatory.

But...it's no use!

The white tiger killed the dazzling sword light and shattered his King Realm force field like a devastation.

When the sword was cut, that weird feeling came over again.

King Leihuang clearly felt that many strange thoughts were rising in his heart.

You are just a mere mortal, how dare you be an enemy of Han Yang?

Han Yang is the Demon Sword Master, with a third-level Yuan Dan. He can kill the third-level Martial King of Peach Blossom Island with his sword. Who are you?

He is just a homeless and bereaved dog. How can he be worthy of being an enemy of Han Yang?

Am I not worthy?

I'd better kneel down and surrender, and then be killed by him...

"Han Yang! What did you do to me!?"

Click.

A bolt of lightning exploded, and the self-pitying King Leihuang suddenly woke up from his inferiority state, just in time to see Han Yang's blade fall.

puff!

The head flew up.

At this time, the fear and confusion in King Leihuang's heart were far greater than the fear of death.

Until now, he still doesn't understand how he and King Huohuang lost.

Puff puff puff!

With three consecutive sword blows, King Leihuang killed three souls and completely disappeared.

Outside Zijin City, it soon became quiet.

The fourteen martial kings in the Desolate Temple of the Thunder Desolate Region and the Desolate Temple of the Fire Desolate Region, including two of the third-level kings, were all killed by Han Yang in one battle.

Gulu!

The auspicious sky on the imperial boat in the distance swallowed hard, and his expression became inexplicably miserable.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

She suddenly realized that even if she was promoted to King of Martial Arts within a month, she still would not be able to keep up with Han Yang.

Just like the previous Nalan Yunhao, Han Yang stayed in Yuanzong and was not qualified to continue to follow him into the wilderness.

Han Yang was so strong that she couldn't understand him.
Chapter completed!
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