Although Han Sheng was worried about Wu Ming's sudden killing, it was more because the saint named Zhang was stubborn and could not see the situation clearly.
It is this type of people that makes the human race obviously have the power to flourish, but due to various reasons, they are stuck in an extremely embarrassing situation.
The compromise with the demonic and barbaric tribes and the aggressive forbearance of the dragon tribe made the human race feel extremely aggrieved even though they clearly occupied the position of Lord of the Divine State.
To the powerful people at the top, these are nothing. They are just a little angry, holding their noses and admitting it.
But few people have thought about what kind of life the people at the bottom, the hundreds of millions of people, live.
For the sake of the title of the Lord of China, although all races knew that they could not defeat the human race, they were still frantically testing the edges, challenging the bottom line of the human race again and again.
But it is because of these worries and repeated forbearances that he never showed the majesty and courage that the Lord of China should have, which made Xiaoxiao's disciples take advantage of them again and again.
If he truly serves the human race and serves the public wholeheartedly, Han Sheng will admit it, but there is too much selfishness mixed in.
Family interests, disputes over the holy way, orthodox believers, etc., etc., even if the evil calamity is ahead, these people still can't let go of their selfishness. For various selfish interests, they only openly exclude their opponents, and secretly they keep making small moves.
If all this energy is used to deal with the various ethnic groups in China, not to mention reversing the situation of the human race, it can at least improve the living environment of hundreds of millions of people, so that they will not have no way to seek help and cause countless tragic disasters.
"You scolded me?"
Zhang Sheng came back to his senses, his complexion suddenly turned livid, and the energy around his body was surging, roaring in the void, like thunder.
It's no wonder that a powerful person in the Holy Realm, not only being insulted in person, but also being mercilessly berated and scolded in front of so many juniors, even a saint cannot remain indifferent, let alone him!
"Scolding you? I will not only scold you, but also beat you!"
Han Sheng was really angry. As he spoke, before everyone could react, he swayed and appeared in front of Zhang Sheng. He swung an iron ruler that he had taken out from his pocket and smashed it down on his head and face.
"Are you afraid?"
Zhang Sheng was furious, his blood was rising, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were raised, he flicked his Confucian robe and sleeves, arousing the boundless aura, causing the thunder to roll, and he was about to rush towards Han Sheng.
Wow!
But before the dark clouds containing the awe-inspiring thunder took shape, they were just a rudiment of it, but when they heard a crunching sound, everyone felt their eyes blurred, and their whole bodies felt chilled. Then they saw Zhang Sheng being caught by an invisible net.
Tied up.
The most precious treasure of Legalism - dragnet!
The saints felt a sense of horror, because a few years ago, it was rumored that when Saint Han died, this treasure had been returned to the temples for safekeeping, and a suitable saint has not yet been selected to take charge of it.
But now, why did it appear in the hands of Han Sheng?
Bang bang bang!
But then there was a dull banging sound, which shocked all the saints and brought them back to their senses. At the same time, a toothache arose, making the spirits shiver.
But they saw that Han Sheng was merciless. He used an iron ruler and just a few times to beat Zhang Sheng until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. His hair was disheveled. Even with every blow, the holy power collapsed and his blood collapsed.
This was a real beating, and it was a cruel blow. Even though his life was not injured, there was no mercy, especially in front of so many people. It was like pushing Zhang Sheng into the mud and beating him violently.
But what really made all the saints tremble and feel chills all over was the strength shown by Han Sheng.
Among them, it is true that Zhang Sheng was too careless and lacked precautions, so that Han Sheng took advantage of it. In addition, the power of the Legalist treasure, the Heaven and Earth Net, was too powerful.
But similarly, if Han Sheng hadn't been extremely powerful, how could he have easily deceived Zhang Sheng, who was also a powerful person in the Holy Realm, and achieved success with one strike?
If he really had the intention to kill, although the possibility of success is very low, and he would even be noticed by Zhang Sheng, it would definitely be possible to take him by surprise and inflict heavy damage.
In other words, Han Sheng's strength is definitely higher than that of the same level. Even among the powerful ones in the holy realm, he is still a first-rate existence.
Even if it doesn't reach the ultimate level, I'm afraid it's not far behind!
Has this person been hiding his strength?
If you add an old monster named Xuan Sheng who has lived for who knows how many years and must be super powerful, and Wu Ming's terrifying strength, it may not be an exaggeration to say that both sides will suffer losses!
"You dare?"
Zhang Sheng's eyes were red and he glared at Han Sheng.
Although Han Sheng didn't kill anyone, it really hurt, the kind of pain that pierces the heart, consumes the bone marrow, and stabs the holy soul.
He knew very well that Han Sheng was not only beating him, but also using several legalistic methods of punishment and prohibition.
Even though he is a powerful person in the holy realm, he is a little unable to bear it, because the other party really has no hold on him.
Bang!
In response, he hit the brow bone with a sharp kick, and a huge bloody gash immediately appeared.
"Crazy Han, this saint..."
Bang!
Every time Zhang Sheng said something, he was greeted with a fierce kick, and it was harder every time.
At the end, Zhang Sheng still wanted to show his toughness, but when he saw Han Sheng's increasingly cold eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.
Killing intent!
Han Sheng had murderous intentions!
This Legalist saint, who has always put the overall situation first and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the human race, has murderous intentions!
Zhang Sheng was scared, he was really scared!
Legalism has always been known for its toughness, which is different from the toughness of military strategists towards the outside world, but rather the characteristics of its own orthodoxy, which cannot be tolerated by legal principles and responds to the equality of the law of heaven.
Under such circumstances, once Han Sheng has murderous intentions and takes action, even if all the saints join forces, although they can stop him, they will not be able to get rid of his murderous intentions.
In other words, Zhang Sheng is now halfway through the gate of hell.
Unlike Zhang Sheng, who was now mentally unstable, the saints who were more clear-minded than the bystanders also felt Han Sheng's murderous intention at the first time.
I finally understood why Han Sheng showed his extraordinary strength that was more than a little bit stronger than what he had known before.
This person is obviously a breakthrough in the Holy Way!
It's not that Han Sheng can easily judge the life and death of others when he is powerful, but that his Legalist path has gone a step further.
In other words, the other party will definitely not change this trip, even if... he kills a human saint with his own hands!
"Okay, if you have anything to say, we can talk openly and honestly!"
An old man in a linen robe stood up, giving him a step up.
Not only for Zhang Sheng, but also for Han Sheng.
Because even if Han Sheng had murderous intentions, he didn't necessarily want to kill him, at least he wouldn't do it in front of so many human saints when the other party was ready to give in.
"Did you fake your death to escape just to be this guy's thug?"
Zhang Sheng roared hoarsely.
Although he was holding his neck and trying his best to show a mighty and unyielding posture, anyone could see that this person lacked confidence.
There is no way, under the threat of death, everyone has to give in, even the powerful ones in the Holy Realm!
Bang!
Han Sheng didn't give him any face, he raised his foot, kicked Zhang Sheng over, kicked him back to the opposite side, and took back the dragnet at the same time.
The saints' eyes twitched, and they hurriedly stopped Zhang Sheng, who was furious and about to rush forward with red eyes.
Although some complained that Han Sheng was so disrespectful of his long-standing comrades and made Zhang Sheng so embarrassed, at the same time, the fear and defensiveness in his heart suddenly doubled.
With the mentality of these old monsters who have lived for countless years, how can they not see that Han Sheng's kick was certainly meant to vent his anger, but more importantly, it was not for personal use?
Not only to show them, to show that one is strong in the holy way and there is absolutely no possibility of changing it, but also to show Wu Ming as a means of appeasement.
It seemed that Han Sheng was very happy and beat Zhang Sheng unscrupulously, but both Han Sheng and Xuansheng were secretly on guard, fearing that Wu Ming would take action.
To be able to make two powerful men in the holy realm so defensive is a testament to Wu Ming's strength.
If this is the case, Wu Ming really made a sneak attack just now and killed the killer. Can the unsuspecting Zhang Sheng be able to stop it?
If it can be blocked, what will be the result?
If you can't stop it, what will happen?
Being in a different place, those present should ask themselves, what would happen if faced with this situation?
In an instant, the saints had countless thoughts, but whether it was the powerful person hiding in the forbidden area of the temple or the saints who appeared, they all used their own power to the extreme and secretly took precautions.
No one wants to die, let alone an unknown death. There is nothing shameful about being afraid of death. There is no one in the world who is not afraid of death!
Wu Ming seemed unaware of this, standing there expressionless, still carrying the Jingzhe Sword, his eyelids slightly drooped, as if he didn't care and the matter was none of his business.
It can be seen that no one can underestimate the powerful Taiyi Huatian Formation, the Zhoutian Xinghai Formation that still covers the world and has not dispersed, and the terrifying method of killing the Lord of Lingjue Hall with a sudden attack.
Every cent.
But if you think that there is no way to deal with Wu Ming, you are totally wrong!
As the highest power center of the human race, the Holy Temples have gone through countless hardships from the Middle Ages to the present. Even more dangerous disasters than this one have been passed safely. How could they be afraid of just one person?
However, Wu Ming is not alone now, but is accompanied by Han Sheng and Xuansheng.
Without understanding the purpose of the three parties and having many fears, after seeing Wu Ming's ruthless methods, I temporarily tolerated it and suppressed the idea of directly suppressing him!
"Everyone, the life and death of the human race now depends on our thoughts. If we continue to act like this and do our own thing, our race will collapse right in front of us. I believe that you have already noticed it!"
Han Sheng took out a breath and said solemnly.
"Hmph, alarmist..."
Zhang Sheng snorted with some annoyance, stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, and swallowed back the rest of his words.
Because, he felt more than one bone-chilling killing intent, which locked onto him instantly.
One comes from Han Sheng, and the other... comes from Wu Ming!
"Han Sheng, are you exaggerating a bit?"
The old man in linen robe inadvertently blocked Zhang Sheng behind him, frowning slightly.
"How long has it been since Mr. Xun received a transmission from Xunzi's holy thoughts? In other words, how long has it been since he has not sensed the fluctuations of the saints' holy thoughts?"
Han Sheng gave a bitter smile and said with an unspeakable heaviness in his tone. (To be continued)