Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 290 Demon Power Rages (Two in One)

Han customs.

The chief and deputy directors of the Imperial Sky Survey Department, Guo Shaoyuan and Zhou Kaicheng, the four chief commanders of the Tian Tian Department, Fu Qingshan, Tian Hefeng, and four others, plus Xu Hong, Xu Xing, Xu Liang and other martial sages and martial arts masters from the Xu family of the imperial family. The martial saints of the Han family, the most powerful of the Holy Family, paid close attention to the two figures who were about to collide again in the distance.

Han Donglai's lips were tightly closed, and there was a hostility caused by anger between his brows.

The sword light pierced through the air, making a shrill whimpering sound, with a vicious and decisive meaning, and the speed of the sword was three points faster than the previous one!
Xu Hong and the others looked tense and tensed up, as if they were the ones facing the sword.

They had decided that if Han Donglai's sword still fell into a disadvantage, they would swarm up and besiege and kill the ghost king!

All the people present are martial saints and strong men, and they have the dignity of a strong man to some extent, relying on others to carry out siege, they are unwilling to do it unless they have to.

But if life is at stake, it doesn't matter whether you want to have skin or not.

Guo Shaoyuan and a few others, not only have their own lives in their hearts, but also the lives of all the people in the world, and they are determined to kill the ghost king here no matter what!Even if you lose your face or your life!

There was a sneer of disdain on the ghost king's face. Facing Han Donglai's sharper sword than the previous one, he still only dodged with his shoulder when the sword came to him.

There was a surge of anger in Han Donglai's eyes, and the fierce sword that he thrust out suddenly turned into a horizontal slash!
call out!
The long sword tore through the air, and the tip of the sword drew a dangerous arc in the air. The sharp edge of the sword cut the iron like mud, and slashed towards the pale neck of the ghost king!
Seeing that the blade of the sword was getting closer and closer to the skin of his neck, the wind blown by the long sword caused the hair on the back of his head to fly, but his face was still as calm as water.

Ding!
The screeching sound of tearing the air came to an abrupt end!

The sword that seemed to cut the sky and the earth apart was forced to stop suddenly, only a few inches away from the Ghost King's neck.

A pale and ordinary hand pinched a sword that could cut through everything in the world, and the power carried by the sword was enough to destroy cities and mountains, and was subdued instantly like an angry dragon!
The ghost king stretched out his hand to pinch the blade, with that sneer of disdain still on his face, and looked at Han Donglai contemptuously, as if looking at a weak and naive ant that was overconfident.

"kill!"

Ever since he was born, he has been looking at others like this. Others look at him with jealousy or fear. He has never had contempt and disdain!
Han Donglai felt a deep sense of humiliation, his expression was furious, he let out a low shout and broke out with all his strength, he stepped on the ground and twisted his waist, trying to turn the sword to smash the Ghost King's hand and make him pay a heavy price!
boom!
The earth collapsed and collapsed!

Squeak!

The power that Han Donglai erupted was so terrifying that even the peerless magic weapon made of precious materials couldn't bear it, making a teeth-piercing sound, and the sword body twisted and deformed!

But the hand of the ghost king holding the sword remained motionless.

Han Donglai's expression was ferocious, it felt as if the blade of the sword was being held down by the ten thousand Renren mountain, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it!

The people watching the battle from a distance saw this scene, their faces changed drastically, their eyes were horrified and frightened, as if they saw something unbelievable.

Unexpectedly, the strength gap between Ghost King and Han Donglai was even bigger than they imagined!

The fight just now was too fast, they didn't see it clearly, they could only see two figures crossing each other, and Han Donglai bumped into the house next to him.

But although his clothes were tattered and he looked embarrassed, he didn't suffer any injuries.

They only thought that Han Donglai wanted to avoid the ghost king's ultimate move, so he suffered a small loss in haste.

But now, the strength gap between the two of them is completely exposed to everyone's eyes as they compete around the long sword.

In other words, it can't be called a contest at all, it's just crushing!

The ghost king just stood there, holding the sword indifferently with one hand, but Han Donglai burst out with all his strength, and he couldn't shake it even a bit, causing the sword to deflect a little bit!

The difference in strength is too great!
By this time, the last trace of fantasy in everyone's hearts had been shattered, and a little despair was born in their hearts.

Even Han Donglai, the peak martial sage with the bloodline of a seventh-level martial sage, is far from being an opponent of the ghost king!
We can only join forces to fight to the death!
"Everyone! In order to save the common people in the world from catastrophe, let's go together and kill the devil together!"

Xu Hong looked solemn, and said in a low voice.

"kill!"

Everyone looked cold and serious, and they all shouted loudly, with murderous aura overflowing from their bodies, they drew out their weapons to kill the ghost king, and a tragic aura spread!
"Go! Assist the young patriarch and kill the ghost king!"

All the martial sages of the Han family also joined hands to kill the ghost king.

The ghost king turned his head to look, and saw dozens of martial saints joining hands to kill him, his expression did not change.

Han Donglai, who was the pinnacle of a martial sage with the bloodline of a seventh-level martial sage, was not in his eyes, let alone these people.

No matter how many ants there are, they are still just ants!
There was a look of contempt in the ghost king's eyes.

Snapped!
Seeing that the blade didn't move at all, Han Donglai felt even more humiliated. He put his other hand on the hilt of the sword, and tried to turn the long sword with all his strength, regardless of his manners!
A icy look appeared on the ghost king's face.

Although there was a huge gap in strength between him and Han Donglai, he didn't hold the sword with one hand so that Han Donglai couldn't shake it with two hands!
It just so happened that since everyone was killing him, he had had enough!
The ghost king let go of his hand, and the long sword was instantly like an angry dragon that had lost control. The violent force caused circles of air waves to explode in the void, creating ripples in the air!

Han Donglai looked happy, and was about to swing his sword to kill the ghost king again!
clang!
The ghost king waved his palm, and the long sword vibrated and buzzed, as if hit by a meteor!
The terrifying power from the sword brought Han Donglai's body forward, almost falling to the ground!
A look of cruelty flashed in the ghost king's eyes, and he grabbed Han Donglai's wrist like lightning!
click!
There was a clear sound of bone shattering, Han Donglai's face twisted and screamed, his wrist was crushed to pieces, the long sword fell to the ground involuntarily, and the palm of his hand drooped weakly!

boom!
The ghost king punched Han Donglai's chest with a backhand punch. His ribs in his chest were broken and sunken in an instant.

Han Donglai screamed, with a look of ruthlessness on his face, his other hand clenched into a fist, blasted the air, and hit the ghost king's neck fiercely!
If this blow is successful, Ren Guiwang is powerful, but his neck bones will be shattered, and he will be enraged on the spot!

The ghost king took a step, clamped Han Donglai's arm with his arms, and said goodbye!
click!
Han Donglai's arm broke instantly like a fragile dead branch, and the white broken bone pierced the invulnerable skin, exposing the bright red flesh and blood in the air, the scene was bloody and terrifying!
The pain was piercing to the bone, and he couldn't restrain his screams!
Han Donglai has never suffered such a serious injury, such a miserable experience!

Veins popped up on his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared, and fear appeared in his eyes!
The ghost king stepped back and let go of Han Donglai's broken arm, grabbed his head fiercely, and threw it to the ground!
boom!
The earth shook, and a deep pit collapsed!
Han Donglai's arms were useless, his face was covered with blood and he was lying in the deep pit, his eyes were loose and empty!
The ghost king kept his hand and did not kill him.

He felt that this so-called strongest man in the world seemed to have gone smoothly all his life, never suffered any setbacks, and never felt the threat of death. He believed that after this experience, he would be more likely to surrender to him than anyone else here!
"Young patriarch!"

The martial saints of the Han family were startled and furious.

The fear in Xu Hong's and others' eyes deepened, but they still gritted their teeth and charged at the ghost king.

This time the Ghost King didn't stand still and wait.

He stepped on his feet, disappeared in place, and appeared in the crowd the next moment, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, with great power!

The earth couldn't bear the terrifying force that erupted between its fists and feet, it collapsed and collapsed, and deep pits appeared one after another!
The houses shook and collapsed one by one!

Whether it is the peak of the martial sage with the blood of the fourth-level martial sage, or the peak of the martial sage with the blood of the sixth-level martial sage, there seems to be no difference under the hands of the ghost king.

No one could survive a single move under his hands, and all of them were seriously injured by him, their hands and feet were broken, and they lost their fighting power.

The shrill screams were endless, and one after another the martial saints fell down.

In just a moment, everyone's chest was sunken, their hands and feet were crippled, and they were lying on the ground with serious injuries

kill!

Seeing that Xu Hong and others were seriously injured, a group of soldiers rushed towards the ghost king with guns from all around like a tide, trying to save Xu Hong and others.

The ghost king stood on a messy land, and all the warriors were seriously injured lying at his feet.

He looked at the soldiers who came to kill him with indifferent eyes, and waved his sleeves to generate a billowing black flame, sweeping away!

The black flame is like a raging sea, unprecedentedly violent and huge!
The soldiers faced the black flame cover that covered the sky and the sun, but it was too late to dodge. At the same time, there was nowhere to hide, so they could only be buried in the black flame of Yin Qi. Mummies in iron armor fell to the ground!

In an instant, the black flames washed over the surrounding streets like a torrent of water, leaving behind a pile of mummified corpses!
More than ten thousand elite soldiers of the imperial court died in the black flames.

The remaining soldiers stared blankly at the terrifying scene in front of them, their hearts trembled, and they lost all courage.

I don't know who screamed first, turned around and ran away, it seemed to cause a chain reaction, all the soldiers turned around and fled outside the city as if they were fleeing from hell!

The Ghost King indifferently watched the soldiers turn and flee, and had no intention of pursuing them.

Released so many black flames at once, even he couldn't take it anymore, and couldn't help turning pale.

He opened his mouth slightly, swallowing the yin energy from the dead soldiers in Hanhai City, and he calmed down after a while.

After the martial artist reaches the Martial Saint, the bloodline will change, and the ghost will change after the strength exceeds the Martial Saint, that is, even after killing wantonly, he will not lose his sanity again, and will not be driven by the killing desire in his head. manipulation.

So he has killed more than 1 people successively, and he has no tendency to lose his sanity in the slightest.

Xu Hong and others, who were seriously injured and coughing up blood, watched the soldiers turn and run away in fear, with despair in their eyes.

Even if you know those soldiers don't escape, you can't save them.

The ghost king looked cold and stern, looked at the crowd, and said slowly.

"No one can save you now, but I can give you a chance!"

Xu Hong and others looked at the ghost king one after another.

Han Donglai in the deep pit also seemed to have regained his sanity, his eyes were no longer empty, and he looked at the ghost king.

"As long as you submit to me, I will not kill you!"

"I can even make you princes, and you can still enjoy a very high status in the world I rule!"

The ghost king never thought of going on a killing spree, killing everyone in Hanhaiguan, especially these martial saints.

If these martial saints are dead, who will help him rule the world?
The world is so big that he can't manage it by himself, and he doesn't bother to manage it. He needs someone to help him manage it.

Originally, this kind of thing should be done by Jiang Bo, Wei Shan and other ghosts.

But Jiang Bo, Wei Shan and other ghosts who were loyal to him had already been beheaded and killed by strong men who appeared out of nowhere.

Wanting this place, a gloomy and murderous intent appeared in the ghost king's eyes!
No matter where that person went, he had to find him, let him experience the feeling that life would be worse than death, and regretted daring to destroy his plan in pain all his life!

"Aren't you going to kill us?"

Xu Hong spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression was astonished, and he said with difficulty.

"Of course, as long as you surrender to me!"

The king of ghosts.

Xu Xing and the others were a little surprised.

They thought that the ghost king and them were in the same situation, that it was either you or me, so they would fight to the death.

But the ghost king didn't kill them unexpectedly, and he didn't mean to massacre them all over the world.

"I will entrust you to various places, and I will not interfere in the affairs of your fief. In your fief, you are no different from the lord of the country. You only need to pay tribute to me every year!"

A bloodlust flashed in the ghost king's eyes.

"Pay tribute?" Guo Shaoyuan vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the ghost king's tone, so he asked with difficulty.

"What do you mean by paying tribute?"

"Of course it's a living person!"

The ghost king said coldly.

"Otherwise, what do you think it is, is it gold, silver, silk and satin? What's the use of me wanting those things!"

"All I want is a living person, and only a large amount of yin energy can provide me with continuous improvement in strength and a continuous extension of life span!"

"At that time, I will set the number of living people you need to pay tribute to each year according to the size of the fiefs you entrust! Ten thousand or 10,000+!"

As long as you pay me tribute on time every year, you can survive! "

He entrusted these martial saints to various places to be the lords of the country, and he was not afraid of what they did behind their backs.

The strength gap between them is destined to make no trouble for them.

As for those Wusheng families, in order to prevent threats, he will kill a batch every hundred years.

As long as the bloodline of the seventh-level martial sage is limited, there will never be a peak martial artist with the blood of the eighth-level martial sage in the world!

He must always maintain the strength that can crush everyone in the world!
After hearing the Ghost King's words, Xu Hong and the Xu Family Martial Saints were a little hesitant, and there was a little excitement in their eyes.

The ghost king's conditions are not unreasonable!
Although they will change from the lords of the world to the lords of a country, they can keep their lives and some of their power. It is better to be wiped out than to be alive.

As for the living people who need to pay tribute to the ghost dynasty every year, the laws in the fief can be made stricter, and stealing all of the above is a death penalty.

If this is not enough, you can add all the elderly over 60 years old in the territory, so...

Fu Qingshan and other martial sages were also a little moved. They changed from subordinates to the lords of a country. They seemed to have nothing to lose, and they also had gains.

Just when the King of Ghosts looked at Xu Hong and the others with a sneer.

"impossible!"

Suddenly, there was a shout of anger among the crowd!

(End of this chapter)