Chapter 1888 Breaking out of the siege (fifth update)
"Let him go!!" Han Bing was secretly angry. He glanced at the other tribesmen with cold eyes. Do you just want to watch? Are you stupid? You won't catch a few semi-saints in the chaos? Do you have to do it yourself?!
"Based on your experience, do you think I might have let him go?" Tang Yan attacked the bursts of sky fire, reinforcing the fire net of the city lord's palace.
"As long as the interests are equal, everything is possible." Of course he knew that Tang Yan would not let Prince Chen go easily, and might even be cheating, but he could never watch Tang Yan kill Prince Chen in front of him.
Prince Chen is the destiny of the corpse royal family.
Once Prince Chen is killed, it will be equivalent to breaking the fate of the Corpse Royal Family. At that time, any efforts will be of no avail. Even if Tang Yan is torn alive, it will not bring back the fate of the Corpse Royal Family and Prince Chen!
What to do now? What to do?
"Oh?? So you have this kind of logic. Very good, I like doing deals with people like you!"
"Make an offer!"
"Let me think about it, don't worry."
"Immediately!" Han Bing shouted, watching Prince Chen being held above his head by Tang Yan, strangling his neck and humiliating him. It was a shame to him and the biggest provocation to him.
"The initiative is in my hands, what right do you have to get excited?" Tang Yan's right hand burst out with green fire, burning Han Chen's neck, destroying his head, and stimulating Han Bing to the maximum extent.
Han Bing stared angrily, his aura surged, and his murderous intent was overwhelming. He really couldn't figure out how Prince Chen walked over on his own? He was sure that he didn't notice the fluctuation of spiritual power, so it couldn't be some control-type martial arts that was causing trouble in the air.
, what is the situation?
"I'll think about it carefully." Tang Yan deliberately delayed his time and stared at Han Chen coldly.
When Kupo controlled Hanchen's physical body, Hanchen Soul Pill 100 meters underground froze completely, standing there in shock and sluggishness.
He completely lost his sense of the physical body, it was broken, completely broken.
"Impossible! Impossible!!" Hanchen couldn't accept it at all.
His physical body was right in front, less than a hundred meters away, and he actually watched helplessly as his physical body no longer belonged to him. This was humiliation, this was suffering, and this was the greatest destruction to his arrogant dignity.
Who can control his own body? Who can take away his own body under the protection of dry soldiers?
Is this a farce?
Is God insulting me?
Hanchen was angry and lost control. He wanted to risk everything and break through the fire net. Even if he died, he had to die clearly. Even if there was little hope, he had to give it a try and regain his body.
However……
Just when he suppressed everything and prepared to sprint, there was a sudden clicking sound behind him. It was very subtle, but it was very harsh in the silent underground.
"Huh?" Hanchen suddenly became vigilant, steadily controlled the black spots, and slowly spread the power of his thoughts to the surroundings. An emerald green rattan gradually became clear ten meters behind him.
The rattan is no more than the thickness of a thumb, but it has a strange luster and has a lot of life force.
What? Some kind of spiritual herb?
Hanchen controlled the black spot, turned around, and examined the cane. He felt the urge to take it down and use it to break out of the ground.
"The power of a very strong soul, are you Hanchen?!"
The rattan suddenly made a human sound, gradually swelled, and spread into thin branches.
"Who?" Hanchen was startled and retreated in an instant. However, the canes suddenly rioted, like thousands of thunder and lightning, piercing through the rock formations and firmly surrounding Hanchen from all sides, cutting off all retreat routes for Hanchen.
The original rattan gradually swelled into a thin humanoid outline, and a green light danced in the eye socket: "It's really you!"
Lingzhi originally wanted to help Tang Yan build a defense network underground so that he could launch a surprise attack at the critical moment. But he didn't expect that he captured a mysterious soul power right after taking action, so he followed it and sneaked over. Unexpectedly...it turned out to be Hanchen.
?! Could it be the origin of life in Tang Yan’s reminder?!
"You bastard! Die!" Hanchen roared angrily and fled frantically.
However, in his current weak state, he could not withstand the pounce of Lingzhi, a half-human, half-spirit creature. The rattan was as tough as steel, spread out layer by layer, and densely intertwined, forming a tight encirclement.
Lingzhi's body attacked, shooting out life vines, sweeping across the rock formations, and bombarding the black spots.
Boom! The violent impact triggered an explosion, causing the entire stratum to tremble violently. The City Lord's Mansion also shook several times, and a large number of new cracks appeared.
"What's going on?" Everyone was shocked and subconsciously tensed their nerves.
The Han soldiers instantly became angry and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack, but Tang Yan stepped forward. The green fire surged, completely submerging Han Chen's body, and said coldly: "Try it?!"
"Let me check the situation!" Du Yang was about to explore the ground when the ground not far away collapsed and a thick vine broke out of the ground, blooming with endless green brilliance.
Lingzhi said coldly: "Your Excellency Han Bing, you have to obey today, and you have to obey even if you don't."
"What is this? A spiritual object?" Everyone in the Corpse Royal Family looked at the vines that were speaking human words and the heavy life energy in a strange way.
Lingzhi extended a branch and reached towards Tang Yan: "The mysterious origin you want."
Tang Yan held the branch and took out a struggling black spot. In an instant, the black spot went berserk, stirring up countless black stripes and a sharp and ear-piercing roar.
"Let go of Prince Chen!" Han Bing's expression changed again.
Xu Yan was appointed to be buried in the sky and judge, and they all showed their power to frighten the dry soldiers.
The green fire in Tang Yan's palm swelled, and he firmly controlled Han Chen's struggling soul pill, with an evil sneer on his face: "It's all done! Sir Han Bing, what do you want to fight with me?"
With the soul pill in his left hand and the flesh body in his right hand, Tang Yan's hands were steaming with heavenly fire, trapping Hanchen and destroying Hanchen, and even frightening Hanbing and the clan members of the Corpse Royal Clan.
"Open the conditions! Immediately!!" Drought soldiers can't keep calm anymore, soul pill? Witness it with your own eyes!
Hanchen's soul pill and body were all held in Tang Yan's hands, and there was no room for maneuver this time.
Everyone in the Corpse Royal Family was breathing rapidly. Watching Prince Hanchen being killed was simply scarier than killing them. If something happened to Prince Chen, even if they didn't die today, they would be worse off than dead when they returned to the Cangwu Abyss.
The sinners of the entire race.
"I have two requests." The concentration of green fire in Tang Yan's hand was very strong, and he showed no mercy. He caught them all, his soul and body, Hanchen, Hanchen, you also have today!
"First make a promise, and then Prince Chen must be let go!"
"I said, the initiative is in my hands. Do as I say first."
"You must promise to let Prince Chen go, otherwise I would rather die with you today!"
"I admit that you are strong, but don't overestimate yourself. Even if you try your best, you can't kill all of us. I have two conditions. If you can do it, I will release Hanchen, including the soul pill and the physical body.
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"Give me a reason to believe you!"
"Let the people in the city testify, if you can do it, I can do it. When the war alliance was first established, I, Tang Yan, as the deputy leader, at least have a reputation guarantee. I can't break the contract and massacre half a million people in the city afterwards.
people."
"Say the conditions first!" Han Bing was slightly moved.
"The first condition is that all the twelve half-saints behind you commit suicide, and their corpses belong to me."
"What?!" The twelve half-saints suddenly changed their expressions, their eyes were about to split, they were so cruel and vicious!
"Will you take it?" Tang Yan stared at Han Bing coldly.
"Commander, Tang Yan is trying to be weird, you must not agree!" The Half-Saint and the four casual cultivators from the Corpse Royal Family shouted anxiously, resenting Tang Yan and even scaring Han Bing.
Han Bing's green eyes flickered again and again, staring at Tang Yan for a moment. He did not answer directly, but said: "Let's talk about the second condition first."
"You take action yourself and kill the kappa!"
"Hmph!" Han Bing snorted heavily, his eyes sweeping across Tang Yan's face like sharp knives: "Do you think I'm a fool? Killing my general is equivalent to cutting off my support, and asking me to kill Kappa is equivalent to cutting off my support.
Let me be seriously injured. Even if you give Prince Chen to me when the time comes, I won’t be able to take him back to Cangwu Abyss. Is this your intention? Save it! When I was doing this, you weren’t even born yet!”
"I use the people of the city to do justice. If you can fulfill my two requirements, I will return all the soul and body of Prince Chen to you, and guarantee that you will not be harmed in any way while you are in the southeast. As for the future, I will not
This territory belongs to me, and I will not guarantee it."
"Huh?" Hanbing thought carefully about Tang Yan's guarantee, looking for suspicious loopholes in it.
"I only have these two conditions. If you can do it, I can do it too. But any condition must be completed completely, and no one can be abandoned halfway."
"Commander! Don't believe Tang Yan, he must be pulling a trick! Prince Chen is in his hands, and we can only take it back if we grab it. Even if you really do it, Tang Yan will shirk the responsibility in every possible way and will not fulfill his obligations.
Promise." The half-saint of the Corpse Royal Family reminded eagerly.
"Are you afraid of death?" Han Bing glanced at them with cold eyes.
"Don't you dare to sacrifice your life for the Corpse Royal Family?"
"We...we..."
"I just ask you, do you dare or not?"
"If we can really rescue Prince Chen, we will die without mercy." The eight half-saints of the Corpse Royal Family expressed their stance sonorously, but they emphasized the premise of 'rescuing Prince Chen'.
The remaining four casual cultivators were hesitant and did not dare to express their stance. They joined the Corpse Royal Clan for better resources and were not ready to show up for him yet.
"Dare you, or don't you dare?!" Han Bing's words were sharp, piercing the eardrums of the four Semi-Saint cultivators.
The four people exchanged glances with each other and suddenly retreated: "I'm sorry, but I obey!"
"Tired of living?! You have betrayed your trust today, and you will be hunted endlessly by the Corpse Royal Family in the future." The Half-Saint of the Corpse Royal Family angrily scolded you.
"Then it depends on whether you, the Corpse Royal Family, can persist." The four Half-Saints retreated at full speed, wary of Tang Yan, and even more wary of the Corpse Royal Family. They risked their lives, and today's situation was extremely unfavorable for the Corpse Royal Family, and the Drought Soldiers were not able to push them.
It's a dead end. If they don't want to die, they must make a decision.
"Let them go!" Drought Soldiers stopped the general's anger, slowly raised his hand and pointed at Tang Yan: "Since the eight of you dare to show up for the Corpse Royal Family, you will target Tang Yan."
"We... what do we need to do?" It's not that the half-saints of the Corpse Royal Clan are unwilling to sacrifice their lives for the Corpse Royal Clan, they just don't want to die in vain for no reason.
"Self-destruction!!" The dry soldier raised his arms, and the endless strong wind suddenly burst out, rolling up the eight semi-saints, and blasted them all towards Tang Yan not far away: "Dedicate yourself to the corpse royal family!! Self-destruction!!"