"Boy, do you still want to break through my Tianzong formation?"

Seeing Han Yang swaggering towards the defensive formation, the red-bearded old man couldn't hold back any longer, with a sarcastic look on his face.

boom!

Han Yang stayed in front of the halo of the defensive formation and flicked his finger.

The halo rippled with the snap of a finger and quickly spread in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the sarcasm on the red-bearded old man's face became even more intense.

Not to mention the little Tianjun, even the seventh level peak real person would not be able to break through this defensive formation.

If the formation is so easy to break, naturally Tianzong will not be able to survive now.

Han Yang ignored the red-bearded old man's sarcasm, raised his right hand, and slowly pulled out the Buddha-killing knife.

Buzz!

Fifty-four acupoints in the body simultaneously trembled and roared.

In the acupoint, the shadow of the God of War emitted a faint light, which gradually merged with Han Yang's aura.

A strange aura spread out from Han Yang's body.

The Holy Body of Heaven!

Li Xinyi's expression changed slightly.

She was successfully promoted to the seventh level peak with the help of this special wave emitted by Han Yang.

Could it be that this wave... has the ability to break the formation?

"Today, watch me break the formation!"

Han Yang slashed out with his sword.

The sword technique doesn't have much power, it seems like it's just a casual blow.

But the strange fluctuations emanating from the blade were heart-stopping.

Deep in the heart of the red-bearded old man, a feeling of horror arose inexplicably.

"Quick, stop him."

He roared at the top of his lungs.

In fact, there was no need for him to shout, there were already Zhenshan Tianzong warriors who could not stand Han Yang's humiliation to them and drew their swords.

In the eyes of these people, Han Yang's move was purely to humiliate Zhenshan Tianzong.

Even the seventh-level peak powerhouse cannot break through the defensive formation. How can a little heavenly king be so virtuous?

Faced with such humiliation, some bloody people have long put their own lives and deaths aside.

At least dozens of Tianjun warriors shouted, rushed out of the defensive formation, and rushed towards Han Yang.

However, the moment they escaped from the defensive formation, Li Xinyi also exuded a powerful aura.

Boom boom boom!

The bodies of all the warriors who left the protection of the defensive formation exploded.

Facing Li Xinyi, who was at the peak of the seventh level of real life, they had no power to fight back.

At this time, the sword light that Han Yang slashed finally landed on the defensive formation.

boom!

A strange voice sounded.

All the warriors of Zhenshan Tianzong were shocked.

This strange ancient sound is like... the sound of heaven.

All the mysteries were integrated into this sword by Han Yang.

The swordsmen of Zhenshan Tianzong even felt like they had an epiphany. Under Han Yang's sword, they saw the infinite future of swordsmanship.

"It turns out that the knife can be used like this..."

The red-bearded old man forgot Han Yang's purpose and murmured as if he suddenly realized it.

But the next moment, he screamed in shock.

"not good!"

This knife... is unusual.

And the purpose is not to teach them sword skills, but to use this sword technique to break their defensive formation.

By the time the red-bearded old man realized something was wrong and wanted to risk his life to stop it, it was already too late.

Click!

A shattering sound sounded.

The defensive formation that even the seventh-level real person couldn't destroy actually fell apart under Han Yang's light sword.

The sound of the defense cover shattering was no different than a thunder, ringing in the ears of everyone in the Zhenshan Tianzong.

Everyone looked at Han Yang as if they were looking at a devil.

The first level of Tianjun.

Cut through the sect-protecting formation with one strike.

No one has ever accomplished a similar feat in the history of the Badlands.

From now on, all the defensive formations of the sects in the deserted land will be useless in front of this person?

He alone will change the sect's defense pattern in the desolate land.

"No……"

The red-bearded old man roared in despair.

The defensive formation was broken, and a massacre was inevitable.

When a seventh-level peak powerhouse breaks into Tianzong and kills people wantonly, it will definitely be a catastrophe.

However, Li Xinyi did not take action immediately.

Because...she was frightened by Han Yang's knife.

On the way here, she had imagined countless possibilities.

She thought about what magic method Han Yang would have to use her hands to break through the defensive formation.

Or use some strategy...

The only thing he didn't expect was that Han Yang took action himself, and with just a casual blow, he broke through the defensive formation of the fourth-grade Tianzong.

It's as if it comes at your fingertips without any effort.

Li Xinyi's scalp felt numb.

From now on, all the Tianzong in the deserted land may have to think twice if they want to be enemies with Han Yang again.

Because the sect-protecting formation that they relied on was...ineffective in front of Han Yang.

"well……"

Just when Li Xinyi was lost in thought, a sighing sound spread in the void.

Immediately afterwards, an old and hunched body slowly emerged above.

The man looked at Han Yang with a pair of turbid old eyes, with a rather complicated expression on his face.

"Ye Chen, you're not dead yet!"

Seeing the visitor, Li Xinyi's eyes flashed with surprise.

Ye Chen is the same age as Zong Luan, one of the pinnacle ancestors of the Zhenshan Tianzong, but his qualifications are slightly inferior, and he is only at the late seventh level of the real person.

Everyone thought that this old antique had exhausted his lifespan and died. Unexpectedly... he was still alive.

Li Xinyi subconsciously protected Han Yang.

This kind of old immortal has tricks up his sleeve and is hard to guard against.

Moreover, since Ye Chen is still alive, the Suppressing Heavenly Sect's Heavenly Weapon might be in his hands.

If you are not careful, both she and Han Yang may die here.

Ye Chen ignored Li Xinyi, his eyes still fell on Han Yang, and he praised in a dry voice: "The waves behind the river push the waves in front. I never thought that after Duan Changsheng, such a peerless evildoer could still appear in the Natural Tianzong. How could God be so cruel? Love the natural Tianzong."

This old man has a calm demeanor about him.

Even though the defensive formation was broken and Zhenshan Tianzong suffered heavy casualties, he still looked calm and calm.

What's even more strange is that he didn't focus on Li Xinyi like others.

From beginning to end, the person he was talking to was Han Yang.

Han Yang glanced at Ye Chen with an indifferent expression.

Aged and decrepit.

Even if he doesn't take action, he won't survive for a few more years.

Once he takes action against Li Xinyi, he will definitely die.

Seeing the indifferent look in Han Yang's eyes, Ye Chen didn't feel dissatisfied. He only smiled with emotion and continued: "Although I don't know what cards you have to dare to break into our Zhenshan Tianzong, but I am willing to make the decision and turn the conflict into friendship. As long as If you leave now, act as if nothing has happened."

"You two also gave me some face and allowed me to live a long life."

The old man's words seemed to be spoken with sincerity.

Han Yang smiled: "I came to Zhenshan Tianzong not to kill the weak. If you are willing to give Zhenshan Tianzong's secret treasure, then Sect Leader Li and I will turn around and leave."

"..."

Ye Chen was speechless for a while, and his eyes gradually turned cold as he looked at Han Yang: "So there's nothing to talk about?"

Han Yang smiled and said nothing.

From the beginning of Samsara Valley, he and Zhenshan Tianzong had been a mortal enemy.

Baihua City was attacked and killed one after another.

If he hadn't been strong enough and had enough cards, he would have died several times.

The old man's suggestion of turning hostility into friendship is a bit ridiculous.

Ye Chen said with a cold expression: "I have the sect-suppressing heavenly weapon in my hand, and I may not be able to keep Sect Master Li, but I will never fail to kill you, a mere junior Tianjun. You...really want to fight to the death?"

Li Xinyi nervously tightened his sleeves.

Ye Chen was right.

With the power of Zhenzong Heavenly Artifact, Han Yang can definitely be kept.

Even if she fought tooth and nail for Han Yang, she still couldn't save Han Yang from the Zhenzong Heavenly Artifact.

Han Yang smiled indifferently, too lazy to continue talking nonsense to him.

This look can already show his attitude.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Ye Chen laughed angrily, turned his palm over, and a simple copper coin appeared in his hand.

"That's fine! Since you insist on seeking death, I will die with you. If I can be buried with a peerless monster, I can... die well."

As the voice fell, a faint gray light slowly rose above the ancient coins...