Han Customs.

The chief and deputy directors of the Imperial Court Survey Division, Guo Shaoyuan and Zhou Kaicheng, the four commanders of the Heavenly Investigation Division, Fu Qingshan, Tian Hefeng and other four people, plus Xu Hong, Xu Xing, Xu Liang of the imperial royal family, and the most powerful martial saints of the Han family, the martial saints of the Han family, closely watched the two figures that were about to collide again in the distance.

Han Donglai's lips were tightly closed, and there was an angry anger caused by anger between his eyebrows.

The sword light broke through the air, making a terrible sound of whimpering, with a fierce and decisive intent, three points faster than the previous sword!

Xu Hong and the others looked nervous, and their bodies tensed, as if they were facing the sword.

They had decided that if Han Donglai's sword still fell to the upper hand, they would rush up to besiege and kill the ghost king!

Everyone present is a martial saint powerhouse, and they all have the dignity of a strong man, relying on people to besiege many things, and they are unwilling to do it until they have to.

But if your life is at stake, it doesn't matter if you want the dough or not.

Guo Shaoyuan and a few other people 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!

The Ghost King had a sneer of disdain on his face, and in the face of Han Donglai's fierce sword, he still dodged sideways when the sword came in front of him.

A surging anger appeared in Han Donglai's eyes, and he stabbed out fiercely with a sudden change of sword and slash!

Shout!

The long sword tore through the air, the tip of the sword drew a dangerous arc in the air, sharpening the iron like clay and slashing at the pale neck of the ghost king!

Seeing the blade of the sword getting closer and closer to the skin of his neck, the wind brought by the long sword made the hair on the back of his head fly, but his face was still as calm as water.

Bite!

The screaming sound that tore through the air suddenly stopped!

A sword that seemed to be about to cut the heavens and the earth together, only a few inches away from the Ghost King's neck, was forced to stop suddenly.

A pale and ordinary hand pinched a sword that was enough to cut everything in the world, and the power carried on the sword was enough to destroy the city and shake the mountain, like an angry dragon being subdued in an instant!

The Ghost King stretched out his hand and pinched the sword body, still with that sneer of disdain on his face, and looked at Han Donglai with contempt, as if he was looking at a weak and naïve ant who was not self-sufficient.

"Kill!"

Since he was born, he has looked at others like this, and the eyes of others looking at him are nothing but jealousy and fear, how can he ever have contempt and disdain!

Han Donglai felt a deep humiliation, his expression was furious, he burst out with a low cry and burst out of his whole body strength, twisting his waist with both feet on the ground, wanting to turn the sword body to smash the hand of the Ghost King and make him pay a terrible price!

Bang!

The earth cracked and collapsed!

Creak!

Han Donglai's burst of power was so terrifying that even the peerless divine weapon forged by the precious materials couldn't bear it, making a tooth-sour sound, and the sword body was twisted and deformed!

But the Ghost King pinched the sword, and the hand still didn't move.

Han Donglai's expression was hideous, feeling as if the sword body in that place was being pressed by the Ten Thousand Mountains of Heaven, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it!

The people watching the battle from afar, seeing this scene, their faces changed drastically, and their eyes were frightened and frightened, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

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

The speed of the fight just now was too fast, they didn't see it clearly, they could only see two figures staggered, and Han Donglai bumped into the house on the side.

But although he was ragged and looked embarrassed, he did not suffer any injuries on his body.

They only thought that Han Donglai wanted to avoid the ghost king's killing moves, so he suffered a small loss in a hurry.

But now the competition between the two around the long sword has completely exposed the difference in strength between the two in front of everyone.

Or that it can't be called a competition at all, it's completely crushing!

The Ghost King just stood there, holding the sword body with one hand with an indifferent expression, but as a result, Han Donglai burst out with all his strength, and he couldn't shake it in the slightest, causing the sword blade to deflect by half a bit!

The difference in strength is too big!

By this time, the last vestiges of illusion in everyone's hearts had been shattered, and a little despair was born in their hearts.

Even Han Donglai's Martial Saint Peak, who has the bloodline of a sevenfold Martial Saint, is far from being the opponent of the Ghost King!

can only join forces and finally fight to the death!

"Everyone, in order to save the people of the world from catastrophe, let's go up together and join forces to kill the devil!"

Xu Hong looked solemn and said in a low voice.

"Kill!"

Everyone looked cold and solemn, shouted in unison, the murderous aura on their bodies overflowed, and they pulled out their weapons to kill the ghost king, and a tragic momentum spread!

"Assist the young patriarch and kill the ghost king!"

The martial saints of the Han family also joined forces to kill the ghost king.

The Ghost King turned his head to look and saw dozens of Martial Saints joining forces to kill him, but his face did not change.

Han Donglai, who was at the peak of the Sevenfold Martial Saint Bloodline Martial Saint, was not taken seriously by him, let alone these people.

No matter how many ants there are, they are only ants after all!

There was contempt in the Ghost King's eyes.

Syllable!

Seeing that the sword blade did not move in the slightest, Han Donglai's sense of humiliation deepened in his heart, and he didn't care about any manners, his other hand also put on the hilt of the sword, and his two hands used force to turn the long sword!

A touch of coldness appeared on the Ghost King's face.

Although there is a huge gap in strength between him and Han Donglai, it is not to the point where he pinched the sword body with one hand, so that Han Donglai could not shake it with both hands!

It just so happens that since everyone is killing him, he has had enough fun!

The Ghost King let go of his hand, and the long sword instantly resembled an angry dragon that had lost its containment, and the violent power stirred up the void to explode in circles of qi waves, creating ripples in the air!

Han Donglai looked overjoyed, and was about to swing his sword to kill the ghost king again!

Clang!

The ghost king slapped his palm, and the long sword vibrated and buzzed, as if it had been hit by a falling star!

The terrifying power from the sword carried Han Donglai's body and couldn't help but pounce forward, almost falling to the ground!

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in the ghost king's eyes, and he grabbed Han Donglai's wrist like lightning!

Click!

Clear bone shattering sounded, Han Donglai's face distorted and let out a miserable scream, his wrist was pinched to pieces, the long sword couldn't help but fall to the ground, and his palm fell weakly!

Bang!

The ghost king punched Han Donglai with a backhand and bombarded Han Donglai's chest, the ribs in his chest were broken, and he instantly sank down, and his internal organs were seriously injured, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood!

Han Donglai screamed, a touch of ruthlessness appeared on his face, and his other hand clenched into a fist, blasting the air and hitting the ghost king's neck!

If this blow is hit, the Ghost King will be strong, and his neck bone will be shattered, and he will hate the spot!

The ghost king took a step, grabbed Han Donglai's arm with his arm, and said goodbye fiercely!

Click!

Han Donglai's arm was broken like a fragile dead branch in an instant, and Sen Bai's broken bones pierced through the invulnerable skin, and the bright red flesh and blood were exposed to the air, the scene was bloody and terrifying!

The pain was so severe that he couldn't help but let out a terrible scream!

Han Donglai has never been so seriously injured, so miserable!

The veins on his forehead flared up, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes!

The Ghost King stepped back and let go of Han Donglai's broken arm, grabbed his head with a fierce expression, and slammed it to the ground!

Bang!

The earth shook and collapsed into a deep pit!

Han Donglai's arms were all gone, lying in the pit with blood on his face, his eyes were empty 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 a smooth life, never suffered any setbacks, never felt the threat of death, and believed that after this experience, it would be easier for him to surrender to him than anyone else here!

"Young Patriarch!"

The martial saints of the Han family looked shocked and furious.

The fear in the eyes of Xu Hong and the others was deeper, but they still gritted their teeth and killed the ghost king.

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

As soon as he stepped on his feet, his figure disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared in the crowd, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, fierce and powerful!

The earth could not withstand the terrifying power that erupted between its fists and feet, and it cracked and collapsed, and one deep pit after another appeared!

Houses shook and collapsed!

Whether it is the peak of the Martial Saint with the fourfold Martial Saint bloodline, or the Martial Saint peak with the sixfold Martial Saint bloodline, there seems to be no difference under the Ghost King.

No one could survive a single move under his men, and all of them were seriously injured by him, breaking their hands and feet, and losing their combat strength.

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

In just a few moments, everyone was lying on the ground with their chests sunken, their hands and feet ruined, and their injuries badly wounded

Kill!

Seeing that Xu Hong and the others were seriously injured, a group of soldiers came from all around with guns to kill the ghost king, wanting to save Xu Hong and the others.

The Ghost King stood on a messy ground, and a group of martial saints were lying at his feet with serious injuries.

He looked at the soldiers who had been killed, his eyes were indifferent, and he waved his sleeves to give birth to a surging black flame, which swept away!

The black flame is like the raging waves of the sea, and it is unprecedentedly furious!

The soldiers were pressed by the black flames covering the sky and the sun, but it was too late to dodge, and at the same time, there was nowhere to dodge, so they could only bury themselves in the black flames of yin qi, and the qi and blood in their bodies were wiped out, turning into a dry corpse wearing iron armor and falling to the ground!

In an instant, black flames swept through the surrounding streets like a surging river, leaving a trail of dried corpses!

More than 10,000 of the most elite soldiers of the imperial court died in the black flames.

The rest of the soldiers looked at the terrifying scene in front of them in a daze, their hearts trembled, and they lost all their courage.

I don't know who screamed first and turned to flee, as if causing a chain reaction, all the soldiers seemed to flee from hell, and they all turned around and fled out of the city!

The ghost king indifferently watched as the soldiers turned around and fled, and he had no intention of pursuing.

released so much black flame for a while, even he was a little overwhelmed, and he couldn't help but turn pale.

He opened his mouth slightly, swallowing the yin qi born from the death of all the soldiers in Hanhai City, and only relieved after a while.

After the martial artist reaches the Martial Saint, the bloodline will undergo a transformation, and the Yin Ghost will also undergo some changes after the strength surpasses the Martial Saint, that is, even after a large-scale killing, he will no longer lose his sanity, and will not be manipulated by the killing desire in his brain.

So he killed more than 10,000 people one after another, and he didn't lose his mind at all.

Xu Hong and the others, who were seriously injured on the ground and coughing up blood, watched the soldiers turn around and flee in fear, and they couldn't help but have a touch of despair in their eyes.

Although even if he knew that those soldiers would not be able to save them even if they did not escape.

The ghost king's expression was cold, he looked at everyone, and slowly spoke.

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

Xu Hong and the others looked at the Ghost King one after another.

Han Donglai in the deep pit also seemed to have regained his senses, 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 killing everyone in the Hanhai Pass, especially these Martial Saints.

If these martial saints die, then who will help him rule the world?

The world is so big, he can't govern it alone, and he doesn't bother to govern, he needs someone to help him govern.

Originally, this kind of thing should have been done by ghosts such as Jiang Bo and Wei Shan.

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

Wanting here, a gloomy and murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the ghost king!

No matter where the man goes, he will find him, let him experience that life is worse than death, and regret in pain all his life that he dared to sabotage his plan!

"You're not going to kill us?"

Xu Hong spit out a mouthful of blood, looked surprised, and said with difficulty.

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

Ghost King Road.

Xu Xing and the others were a little surprised.

They originally thought that the ghost king and them were in the same relationship as fire and water, either you or me, so they would fight to the death.

But the ghost king actually didn't kill them, and he wouldn't slaughter them in the world.

"I will divide you into various places, I will not interfere in the affairs of your fiefdom, in your fiefdom you are no different from the lord of the country, you only need to pay me a tribute every year!"

A flash of bloodlust flashed in the Ghost King's eyes.

"Tribute?" Guo Shaoyuan vaguely felt that the ghost king's tone was a little wrong, and asked with difficulty.

"What do you mean by tribute?"

"Of course it's a living person!"

The Ghost King said cold-bloodedly.

"Otherwise, what do you think it is, is it gold, silver, and silk? What do I want of those things?"

"I only want living people, only a large amount of yin qi, so that my strength can continue to improve, and my life will continue to be extended!"

"At that time, I will set the number of living people you need to pay tribute every year according to the size of the fief given to you! 10,000 or 100,000!"

As long as you pay me a tribute on time every year, you will be able to live!"

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

The difference in strength between each other is destined for them to not be able to make any waves.

As for those Martial Saint Clans, in order to prevent threats, he would kill a batch every hundred years.

Just limited to the sevenfold martial saint bloodline, the world will never want to have a martial saint peak with the eightfold martial saint bloodline!

He wants to always be able to crush everyone in the world!

Listening to the words of the Ghost King, Xu Hong and the other Xu Family Martial Saints were a little hesitant, and there was a slight look of intention in their eyes.

The conditions of the ghost king are not unrich!

Although they will change from the lord of the world to the lord of a land, they can save their lives and part of their power, and it is better to be exterminated than to live.

As for the living who need to pay tribute to the ghost dynasty every year, it is completely possible to make the laws in the fief stricter, and stealing all of the above is a capital crime.

If that's not enough, you can add all the people over sixty years old in the territory......

Fu Qingshan and several other martial saints were also a little moved, from subordinate courtiers to the lords of a country, they didn't seem to have any losses, and they still had gains.

Just when the Ghost King looked at Xu Hong and the others with a sneer on their faces.

"Impossible!"

Suddenly there was an angry shout among the people!