Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

"Mr. Han, this is the residence that the sect has arranged for you. I hope you are satisfied!"

A deacon with white hair and beard from the inner sect of Yuanmen led Han Yang to an antique small building.

Although this deacon has the sixth level of bone forging, he is extremely respectful to Han Yang, a new disciple.

Not to mention the impressive talent of reaching the sixth level on the Heavenly Ranking, even the astonishing record of reversibly defeating the sixth level of bone forging during the second level of bone forging was enough to make the deacon dare not have the slightest arrogance.

As a sixth-level bone-forging master, the deacon is well aware of the difficulty of defeating or even killing a sixth-level bone-forging master with the second-level bone forging skill.

Not to mention that Han Yang was just an ordinary bone forging at that time. Even if the second level of bone forging in the golden bone realm could defeat the sixth level of bone forging, it would be an incredible achievement.

His humility towards such a genius with both talent and strength is not unreasonable.

“A very nice place, the key is that it is secluded enough.”

Han Yang nodded with satisfaction.

His current status within the Yuan Sect is very special. He is neither a core disciple nor a direct disciple. It is not bad to be able to arrange such a residence.

The deacon smiled and said: "This Jingya Residence was originally the core disciple's room No. 1. For you to live here, it is already a little shabby..."

Within Yuanmen, the living places of all disciples are very particular.

The higher the talent, the stronger the strength, and the more luxurious the residence will be.

If the strength is not as good as others, even the core disciples can only live in thatched houses.

Of course, this refers to the new disciples. Most of the former disciples went out to practice. Even if they stayed in the sect, they usually opened their own caves in the back mountains and rarely lived in the inner sect.

Just when Han Yang was about to step into Jingyaju, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Deacon Liu, what you are doing is against the rules, isn't it? This Jingyaju should be my young master's residence!"

Ye Nantian, dressed in black clothes, appeared in front of Jingya Residence.

Beside him, there were several inner disciples wearing gold-threaded black clothes who had been in Yuanmen for two or even three years.

"Is this the Han Yang who was raped inside the door? He looks very ordinary. He doesn't have the old demeanor of the Jiu Sword Immortal at all."

"I heard that he is the son-in-law of the Chen family. Maybe Chen Yu gave him some kind of genius."

"That should be the case. Otherwise, with his bones, how could he be promoted to the third level of bone forging in a short period of time?"

"..."

Several inner disciples around Ye Nantian spoke unscrupulously, and they clearly did not take Han Yang seriously.

Han Yang looked at several people with a half-smile.

Looking for trouble for no reason is either stupid or bad.

To become an inner disciple of the Yuan Sect, one cannot be an idiot, that is, one who has some purpose and deliberately provokes oneself.

"Mr. Ye, you misunderstood. Mr. Han at least has the status of a direct descendant, but he is just temporarily living in Jingyaju..."

Deacon Liu didn't dare to offend anyone, so he could only explain carefully.

Ye Nantian turned cold and said gloomily: "I only know that I am the number one core disciple, and this Jingyaju should be my residence!"

Poor Deacon Liu wanted to explain, but was stopped by Han Yang.

"enough?"

Han Yang looked into Ye Nantian's eyes and asked indifferently.

Ye Nantian never looked at Han Yang seriously from the moment he appeared. He only held on to Deacon Liu, obviously not prepared to confront Han Yang head-on.

But at this time, Han Yang took the initiative to stand up, forcing him to respond.

"As far as I know, Brother Han, you are not a core disciple. This Jingyaju..."

"Let me ask you, do the people behind the scenes pay you enough?"

Ye Nantian was interrupted by Han Yang just as he was halfway through his words.

"What?" Ye Nantian's face looked a little ugly.

Han Yang's eyes swept across Ye Nantian and the few disciples around him who had been in the inner sect for two or three years.

"One is at the sixth level of bone forging, two are at the fifth level of bone forging, plus a newly promoted core disciple is number one, what a great lineup..."

Ye Nantian vaguely realized that something was wrong with Han Yang's tone, and was a little panicked. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Han Yang say in a deep voice: "I hope that the price paid to you by the people behind the scenes is enough to support you for the rest of your life...because provocation My price is the path of martial arts for all of you!”

"Master Han cannot..."

Deacon Liu had already heard something was wrong, his scalp felt numb, but it was too late to stop him.

The moment Han Yang finished speaking, a sword light lit up.

Canglang!

The sound of the sword being unsheathed was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

Everyone, including Ye Nantian, didn't expect that Han Yang would take action directly after a disagreement?

The golden bones are bright and the stars are shining.

Han Yang's sword was an advanced version of the Heaven-Hanging Saber that he had mastered above the heaven level.

With one slash of the sword, Ye Nantian and the others were all stunned, with endless regrets rising in their hearts.

Two of them burst into tears and were in agony, as if they had encountered the biggest regret in their lives.

"not good!"

After all, he was one of the seven geniuses of this generation. Ye Nantian was extremely talented and was the first one to wake up from the sword intent of Xie Tian's sword.

However, it was also too late.

When he regained his consciousness, the sword light had already struck him without any fancy.

Click!

The sound of broken bones spread, and Ye Nantian wailed and flew backwards.

Several jade bones forged on the steps to ascend to heaven were smashed to pieces by Han Yang's sword.

"You... how dare you... I am the number one core, I am the seventh genius, I..."

Ye Nantian covered his shattered arm with disbelief in his eyes.

He couldn't believe that Han Yang would destroy him just because of his two words.

If the jade bone is broken, it will take at least half a year or even more than a year to recover.

By then, the 19-year-old third-level bone forging master will be inferior to ordinary core disciples, let alone geniuses.

As Han Yang said, this sword will end his path to martial arts.

The three 23-year-old inner disciples standing behind Ye Nantian were fighting with each other, and they didn't even have the courage to draw their swords.

Everyone knows that Han Yang is powerful, and he can defeat the sixth level of bone forging at the second level of bone forging.

But it was so powerful that it pulled the three of them into the sword's will and couldn't extricate themselves, which was far beyond their expectations.

If that sword was not directed at Ye Nantian, but at the three of them, they would have no power to resist and would definitely end up with the same fate as Ye Nantian.

"Draw your sword!"

Han Yang ignored Ye Nantian, who was wailing like a dead dog, and his tone was as cold as before, without any fluctuation.

But it made the three of them shudder.

"Han Yang, if you wantonly seriously injure a core disciple, you will definitely be punished by the sect's rules. You..."

Among them, the one with the sixth level of bone forging spoke with a fierce expression, but what he received was Han Yang's contempt.

"idiot……"

Following Han Yang's sarcastic voice, the sword light reappeared.

Exactly the same regretful sword.

Exactly the same result.

The only difference was that the first sword cut only one person, Ye Nantian, but this time, three people were killed in a row.

The three people's eyes were dull, like wooden stakes, and they took Han Yang's blade forcefully.

Their bones were broken and they vomited blood. The three of them also had several jade bones that had been tempered many times destroyed by Han Yang's knife.

The wailing sound quickly spread throughout the entire core disciple courtyard in the night.

"Han Yang, you're dead! You won't be able to live well even if you destroy me... me, me, me..."

Ye Nantian has a vicious look in his eyes. He still hasn't figured out how this guy dares to attack a few of his people inside the door so unscrupulously...