Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Double horns?

surprise? !

Mu Zixu cursed in his heart.

How come these bastards are holding back their hands and not trying their best?

However, if you think about it, you will understand that if the demon genius from the vast world is really so weak, it would be abnormal.

Even if age is not considered, geniuses in the world should be stronger in the same realm.

Mu Zixu looked at Han Yang subconsciously.

Double horns, can we still win?

Han Yang looked at Hongjiao, slightly melancholy.

If he had a choice, he actually didn't want to fight with the demons in hell.

Because it's not cost-effective.

After fighting hard for a long time, these guys became poorer than the last.

It's a complete waste of effort and time.

After pondering for a moment, Han Yang looked at Hongjiao and asked with a sincere expression: Do you have any magic potion on you? Half a magic potion can also be used...

According to Mo Zha, most of the bloodline geniuses of the demon clan will have magic medicine around them.

If there was a magic potion, then maybe... it would still be worth fighting.

...

Mu Zixu was completely speechless.

How harshly did those bastards in the Void Palace treat this genius to make Han Yang so greedy for money?

Actually, even the demon clan is not spared and blackmailed?

Hongjiao was also slightly startled.

He always felt that the human being in front of him was different from other human warriors.

Ask yourself if you have any magic potion on you?

What's the meaning?

Hongjiao laughed and said: Beat me, and I will tell you...you...fuck you!

After speaking, he cursed out loud, because the human genius in front of him actually... ran away!

That's right, at the same time that Hongjiao spoke, Han Yang was already stepping on the Heavenly Magic Cloud Step and heading directly in the opposite direction.

wrong!

Isn't he going to run?

Hongjiao discovered that the other party was not planning to escape, but flew towards the two red dots that were coming towards this direction.

Hongjiao was suddenly dumbfounded.

Are you being disliked?

Han Yang would rather go and kill two people than fight with himself.

Mu Zixu on the side was almost amused.

Seeing Hongjiao's confused look, he couldn't help but remind him: He dislikes you for being poor, and there is no gain in fighting you... If you have the magic potion, he will definitely stay and fight you to the fullest.

Mu Zixu finally saw through Han Yang's character.

This kid doesn't have the reserve of other so-called geniuses. He has his own purpose.

To achieve the goal, you can do whatever it takes.

As for face, he doesn't seem to care at all.

interesting.

Really an interesting person.

Suddenly, Mu Zixu felt that he admired this boy a little.

No wonder he is wanted by the future heir of the Lieshan clan. This Han Yang is indeed quite interesting.

You think...I'm...poor?

Hongjiao was stunned.

In the hell world, the only goal of fighting is to defeat the opponent and win.

Potion?

What the hell is that!

Hongjiao discovered with great sadness that Han Yang was really very fast, and even if he tried his best, he might not be able to catch up.

It was like hell.

After being depressed for a long time, he shouted angrily at Han Yang: You're so stupid, get back here, I have... half a magic potion!

Yes, he did have a half-potion hidden away.

That was...a gift from his mother when he was thirty-six years old.

He is the legitimate son of a dignified lord and a genius of blood. He doesn't even bother to use magic potions to nourish his body. How can he see a half-magic potion?

Therefore, it has been thrown into the ring and ignored for decades.

Unexpectedly, today, I have to use it as a bargaining chip to challenge someone?

It's simply speechless.

Damn boy, if he dares to come back, he must make Han Yang's life worse than death.

Buzz!

Before Hongjiao could figure out how to torture Han Yang afterwards, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

...

He actually came back because of a half-magic potion.

Hongjiao felt that her eyes had really been opened.

It turns out that human thoughts are so complex?

You didn't tell me earlier. Then... let's fight!

Han Yang shouted loudly.

Since there is a semi-magic potion?

Then it's worth fighting on your own.

...

Hongjiao felt that he had suffered a great humiliation.

He is the legitimate son of a dignified lord, a genius of blood, and an invincible strong man, yet he is not even as attractive as a half-magic potion?

This human being deserves death.

Human! You...

He was only halfway through his words when he was coldly interrupted by Han Yang.

Sorry, I have to rush to the next game. If you only have one and a half potions, don't talk so much.

The implication is that if there were more potions, he might accompany Nao to drink them for a while.

Both of Hongjiao's eyes were scarlet.

He swore that he had never thought about killing a human being like today.

die!

In an instant, he waved his horns and charged towards Han Yang.

Break the sky!

The two horns are like two pillars holding up the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

The entire void was shattered by the horns.

Even the laws were broken into countless fragments.

Zheng!

Zheng!

Two sword sounds exploded at the same time.

Han Yang didn't dodge the Buddha-killing sword in his left hand and the seven-spirited ferocious weapon in his right hand.

clang!

Although the sword in his left hand was thrown away, the sword in his right hand slashed towards Hong Jiao's neck with unparalleled power.

At this moment, Hongjiao's whole body suddenly turned scarlet.

The bloody smoke filled the sky, soaring straight into the sky.

Bloodline, activated.

The phantom of a demon god with two horns suddenly appeared behind Hongjiao.

With the blessing of the demon phantom, he almost climbed to a higher level.

The cultivation level has reached the fifth level of Demon Saint.

boom.

Han Yang's deified realm was directly shattered.

Humans, die!

At this moment, the red horn is as ferocious as a devil, and the horns in both hands are slashing like a battle axe.

Mu Zixu on the side looked horrified.

Is this the true face of the devil in hell...

The world is indeed a world!

He had to admit that the power of this red horn had exceeded his understanding.

He couldn't tell at all what the phantom of the demon god was, so he could just lift it up to a higher level out of thin air.

At this moment, if he were facing the red corner, he would never be able to take this move.

cut!

At the moment when the red horn activated his bloodline, Han Yang also inspired the curse seal on the seven evil soldiers.

The way of heaven sings and cuts.

Qinglong breaks.

The twisting power belonging to Zuo Dian, along with Han Yang's deified domain, also began to crazily twist the shadow behind the red horn.

boom!

The knife and horn collided again.

The horrific aftermath of the explosion swept across all directions.

The two figures were directly blown out of the light and shadow.

The left side of Han Yang's chest was almost pierced by the horn, and some of the internal organs could even be seen, and his heart was bleeding.

And the red corner...

The horn on his right hand had been chopped off by Han Yang with a knife, and the broken half had to be transformed into a horn again and returned to his head.

A broken horn looks quite funny.

But at this moment, Hongjiao's face was filled with a ferocious smile.

Boy, you are very strong, but you lost after all.

That's right, Han Yang lost a move.

He released the curse seal to kill Zuo Dian, but failed to kill Hongjiao. The four-image curse seal knife was cut off.

Now, Han Yang can only rely on his own strength to face the Red Corner.

Hongjiao was so happy just because he had seen through the true nature of Han Yang's Cursed Seal Knife.

Mu Zixu also sighed deeply.

This is the drawback of swallowing exercises.

Even though Han Yang's sword skills are god-level, the underlying rules of devouring techniques will still not change.

No matter how much power is swallowed up, once it is released, it will no longer be able to fight.

Han Yang should have fallen back to his normal state.

It no longer regains its previous invincible posture.

However, facing Hongjiao's triumphant smile, Han Yang still maintained a faint smile: You seem to have misunderstood something...

boom!

As he finished speaking, an unparalleled shadow of the God of War, with three heads and six arms, appeared above his head.

I have bloodline too!

Isn't the so-called bloodline the Holy Body of Heavenly Dao that has been inherited for nine generations?

Now, this God of War is the incarnation of the Holy Body of Heaven.

Moreover, Han Yang was inspired by

The blood that comes out is definitely more skillful than the red horn.

The shadow behind him is slowly blending with himself.

Only this battle.

Han Yang.

God of war...