"No?"

Emperor Feng roared madly.

The disciple of the Holy War Regiment, that is the hard work of his Hu family, every time he dies, his heart is dripping blood!

"Seventeenth prince, do you really want to be an enemy of my Taiyuan City?"

Emperor Feng roared loudly.

Looking at Han Yun standing in the void, a sense of sadness rose in Emperor Feng's heart.

The disciples of the Holy War Regiment were still complacent just now, but now, they fell directly to the ground one by one, facing the Death God War Regiment, which was all Zhan Zun powerhouses, and the Holy War Regiment was in a one-sided trend!

"Hahaha...... The Hu family also wants the Golden Dragon Talisman at this level, it's really ridiculous!"

Han Yun stood in the void and laughed.

Wanton laughter rolled out.

"Who is this person?"

"I heard him say that it seems to be the person of the Seventeenth Prince, I heard that the Seventeenth Prince and the forces of the Six Cities are snatching the Golden Dragon Fu, could it be that the Seventeenth Prince is here!"

"The Seventeenth Prince is the royal family of the Kingdom of God, let's hurry up and escape......"

......

Countless voices of discussion were heard.

"Who the hell are you?"

Watching the disciples of the Holy War Regiment being killed one by one, Emperor Feng's murderous face Chao Han Yun asked.

"Who am I?"

Han Yun paused slightly, and then said with a smile: "In Xia Ye Liangcheng, Liangcheng is here, don't hurry up and surrender!"

"Ye Liangcheng, I'm going to kill you!"

Emperor Feng punched Han Yun.

The rolling battle spirit is extremely terrifying.

But in the face of Emperor Feng's punch, the corners of Han Yun's mouth evoked a touch of disdain.

Rank 8 Little Emperor?

Is it strong!

If it was Han Yun in the past, I am afraid it would take a lot of hands and feet to face the eighth-level little emperor.

After all, in the Ancient Seven Cities, except for the ninth-level consummation little emperor powerhouse, only the eighth-level little emperor powerhouse was left.

As for the Emperor the Strong.

That was just a guess by Han Yun.

Whether there is a Great Emperor powerhouse in the Ancient Seven Cities, Han Yun doesn't know!

"You dare to kill me Ye Liangcheng?"

Han Yun sneered, and the Martial Immortal Battle Punch was thrown, and a punch directly greeted him.

"Bump!"

There was a violent collision, and Emperor Feng's body flew out upside down.

Although Han Yun cultivated to a seventh-level little emperor.

But Han Yun's physique has also reached level ten.

Coupled with the immortal-level combat technique of the Martial Immortal Battle Fist, the attack power of Han Yun's punch was already comparable to the level of the Little Emperor's consummation.

"How can you be so strong?"

Emperor Feng exclaimed in disbelief.

Seeing that the disciples of the Holy War Regiment were tortured and killed, he originally wanted to kill Han Yun and save it.

Who knows Han Yun's strength, since it is so strong!

"In this world, no one can defeat me, Ye Liangcheng!"

Han Yun looked at Emperor Feng with arrogance in his eyes.

"Ye Liangcheng, if you dare to touch my Taiyuan City, aren't you afraid of our ancestors?"

Emperor Feng looked at Han Yun and shouted in a deep voice.

"Ancestor?"

Han Yun raised his eyebrows, and then said coldly, "Are you talking about the city lord of Taiyuan City?"

"It's just a powerhouse of a little emperor, if he dares to come, I, Ye Liangcheng, will kill him today!"

Han Yun said arrogantly.

"You ......"

Emperor Feng trembled with anger, and then said with a cold face: "Do you think that I only have the Holy War Regiment in Taiyuan City?"

"What do you mean?"

Han Yun's eyes flashed.

"Hahaha...... Ye Liangcheng, this emperor tells you, I Taiyuan City dare to compete for the Golden Dragon Talisman, then naturally I am not afraid of the Seventeen Princes, the battle here is so fierce, my ancestor of Taiyuan City, I'm afraid he has already appeared here!"

"As long as the ancestor comes, you will all die!"

In the eyes of Emperor Feng, he was extremely crazy.

"All have to die!"

Han Yun's eyes were slightly cold, and then he commanded in a cold voice: "Kill me, Holy War Regiment disciples, don't leave any of them!"

"Kill ......"

The disciple of the Death God Warband, the holy sword in his hand fell without hesitation.

"Ah......h

One after another screams came, and more than a thousand disciples of the Holy War Regiment, a few breaths were cut off in half!

"Ye Liangcheng ......"

Seeing the disciples of the Holy War Regiment falling in a pool of blood one by one, the emperor's expression changed greatly!

"System, is there a great emperor powerhouse in this Taiyuan City?"

Han Yunchao asked the system.

"Yes!"

The system replied.

"There really is!"

Han Yun's expression froze slightly, and then he hurriedly ordered Yuan Yue and the others: "Hurry up!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Yuan Yue's group of people, the combat power has increased by a few points again.

The screams of the disciples of the Holy War Regiment slowly disappeared.

And Taiyuan City at this time.

"Head of the family, something is wrong!"

A disciple of the Hu family rushed into the main hall with a panicked face.

"What's going on?"

The head of the Hu family's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked.

"Family master, something is wrong, Emperor Feng led a thousand disciples of the Holy War Regiment into the Taiyuan Mountain Range, and finally found the anomaly of the Taiyuan Mountain Range, but ......"

"But what, hurry up!"

The head of the Hu family shouted coldly.

"The people who appeared in the Taiyuan Mountain Range are the people of the Seventeenth Prince, they are all disciples of the Divine Kingdom Mansion, and now they are fighting with my Holy War Regiment, and the disciples of my Holy War Regiment have fallen by hundreds!"

"Bump!"

The head of the Hu family smashed the armrest on the seat with one palm.

"Seventeen Princes......"

The head of the Hu family roared angrily, his body flashed, and he disappeared into the main hall.

"Hurry up and inform the ancestor, the seventeenth prince is coming!"

The voice of the head of the Hu family sounded in the Hu family.

The entire Hu family was in chaos in an instant.

Countless strong people of the Hu family rushed towards the Taiyuan Mountain Range.

"Boss, a lot of strong people are coming!"

After Yuan Yue killed the last disciple of the Holy War Regiment, he hurriedly sent a message to Han Yun.

"I see!"

Han Yun nodded slightly.

The disciples of the One Thousand Holy War Regiment, without the slightest resistance, were all killed.

Five hundred battle honors.

The combat power is really terrifying!

"Ye Liangcheng, you killed a thousand disciples of my Holy War Regiment, you must die today!"

Emperor Feng looked at Han Yun and said with murderous intent on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey...... I don't know if I'm going to die or not, but I know that your holy war group is really not good!"

Han Yun looked at Emperor Feng and said with a grin.

"Really?"

A touch of weirdness rose in Emperor Feng's eyes.

"Is there a fraud?"

Han Yun's eyes flashed, and the map of the system expanded.

Except for the aura of the Battle Emperor coming from Taiyuan City, Han Yun didn't sense any different changes!

"Ye Liangcheng, do you think my Holy War Regiment's will be over so soon!"

Emperor Feng looked at Han Yun and said with a cold face.

"What do you mean?"

Han Yun frowned.

"Boss, this holy war regiment's clothes are strange!"

At this moment, Yuan Yue's voice suddenly came.

"What's going on?"

Han Yun's face changed, and he looked at the Holy War Regiment's disciple who had fallen to the ground.

I saw corpses slowly disappearing, and the black robes on their bodies, as if they were a fierce beast, were gnawing at their corpses.

"That's how the corpses of the disciples of the Holy War Regiments in the ancient city of the university disappeared in the first place?"

Han Yun's body shook.

It's so weird!

"The disciples of the Reaper Warband obeyed the order and returned to the Warband space!"

Han Yun hurriedly said.

"Yes, Boss!"

Yuan Yue's group of people, Xun's Korean clouds gathered.

"Want to leave now?"

Emperor Feng looked at Han Yun and said with murderous anger in his eyes: "It's late!"

"Roaring ......"

I saw an incomparably terrifying aura coming from Taiyuan City.

Fifth watch, brothers, good night!

(End of chapter)