The sand king didn't seem to expect that Han Yang and the others would be this kind of result, he wanted to fool Han Yang and the four of them into infighting, but he never imagined that Han Yang and Zheng Yu were just sitting there, and the two of them would end the competition.

The result of this competition made the sand king even more depressed, first of all, Han Yang and Zheng Yu didn't seem to be doing anything at all. Secondly, not only did they not lose both, but several of their own people died. Third, these four people took this opportunity to really rest, which really lost their wives and soldiers.

Han Yang looked at the Sand King coldly, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. How could he not know the strategy used by this sand king, he was a master of playing conspiracy, this sand king was like a schoolboy in front of him, and the conspiracy he played was easily broken by Han Yang.

"Now you're the only one left," Han Yang smiled slightly.

The Sand King snorted coldly and said, "Even if I am the only one left, I can still leave all of you behind." You are wounded, you are tired, do you still have the strength to fight?"

Han Yang laughed and said: "Whether you have the strength to fight depends on what you have to make us fight."

The sand king was not lightly angered by Han Yang, and anyone who quarreled with Han Yang would be angry with him. He doesn't swear dirty words, and he can't stop talking for three hours.

"Sooner or later, the hard-beaked duck will be cooked," the Sand King said coldly.

Han Yang shrugged his shoulders, and his face was extremely mocking. He said coldly: "I think you are not even as good as a duck, at most you are a turtle male."

"Huh?" The sand king didn't know what the turtle prince was, and he was a little puzzled.

Han Yang was extremely contemptuous of that sand king. He sighed lightly and said: "Just look at your eyes, you know that you have no culture, and you have lived for so long without any culture, how can you let me not despise you."

His appearance really made this guy angry, after all, as a dignified sand king, he might have a supreme position on their planet, but now he was despised by Han Yang.

"Who said I don't understand, is the so-called turtle a male turtle, it should be a male turtle, how can it be a turtle?" said the sand king shaking his head.

His current image is that little boy, and the explanation of shaking his head at this time is quite funny. Han Yang, they despised this guy even more. Even Xia Ran couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The sand king naturally didn't know why Xia Ran was laughing at him, and he himself thought that the explanation was the Tao. In fact, this can't be blamed on him, although he has lived for hundreds of years, but he can't leave this village in these hundreds of years, so the things he learned are basically learned from the village, and there are many things that he naturally hasn't learned.

"Don't pretend to be Sven there, I'm not a Sven in the first place. Now it's just you, what do you say, do you kill yourself, or let us help you commit suicide" Han Yang said lightly.

The Sand King snorted coldly, and the gaze of his eyes gradually became indifferent. He looked at Han Yang and the others coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person, and said lightly: "Let's go up together."

Han Yang and the four of them glanced at each other, and the current situation of the four of them was indeed not optimistic. All four of them had different injuries on their bodies, especially Zheng Yu's. Since several people entered the Devil's Valley, it was also the opponent that Zheng Yu had encountered the most powerful.

"Let's come together," said the Sand King arrogantly. He suffered a loss just now, and now it seems that he wants to get face back. This kind of retributive character is very similar to his current appearance. It's like a child who wants to get revenge when he is wronged.

"Alas," Han Yang said with a soft sigh; "Do you need us together to deal with a guy like you, I'll be enough for myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the king of the sand. The battle with the Sand King was inevitable, and Han Yang's injuries were the lightest, so of course he had to take the lead. Although I didn't dare to expect myself to win against that guy, it was worth it to provide time for my companions to rest and recover.

Han Yang's speed was very fast, like a bolt of lightning, he was originally a bolt of lightning, and he came to the front of the Sand King in an instant, and then punched out.

The sand king was directly beaten by Han Yang, but Han Yang was slightly puzzled in his heart, and he didn't feel the strength. At this time, he suddenly felt that his arm was numb, and when he looked closely, he found that the place where he came into contact with the sand king began to dry slowly.

"Holy"

Han Yang almost burst out of foul language and hurriedly withdrew. The sand king said coldly: "You ants, anything that touches my body will be dried and turned into a pile of sand."

After hearing this guy's words, Han Yang couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart. Fortunately, I withdrew my hand relatively quickly, otherwise it would really become air-dried, and it would have become a modern Aunt Mu.

Han Yang looked at the Sand King coldly, now the Sand King is still the size of a child, but there is a strong smell of danger. This guy didn't even use all his strength when he fought against Han Yang before, otherwise he would have killed or seriously injured Han Yang a long time ago.

Now the strength shown by this guy is much stronger than before, Han Yang looked at this guy cautiously, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

"Thunder"

Han Yang shouted violently, and the thunder flashed in his right hand, and then suddenly swelled, and finally turned into a long dragon and bombarded the Sand King.

"Crystal Shield"

As the Sand King whispered, a thin shield appeared around him, blocking Han Yang's attacks.

"This crystal shield is very hard, harder than diamond, it is formed by a long period of heating in the sand, if you want to break it, then see if you have the ability" Sand King said lightly.

Han Yang's pupils shrank suddenly, this guy is a naked provocation. However, people have this kind of capital, and Han Yang really has no good way.

And at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind Han Yang. His whole body was black and white, like ribbons wrapping him up, and a breath of life and death also came, it was Ying Tian.

Ying Tian roared, and the black and white power of his body surged towards the Sand King. Although the crystal wall could protect against lightning, it couldn't prevent his corrosive power, and it suddenly became a little blurry, like a glass that had been spent.

Black and white, two-color like a dragon, swooping down towards the sand king, with bursts of momentum.