Chapter 391: Torture and Kill the Holy War Regiment
"I wipe ......"
Han Yun couldn't help but burst into foul language.
Just now, I fantasized about going out to pretend to be forced with dozens of little emperors, and I was instantly poured cold water by the system!
"It's only nine......"
Han Yun muttered to himself, and then laughed.
Nine is already good!
"Boss, look at ......"
At this moment, Yuan Yue's voice suddenly came.
Han Yun opened his eyes.
Look into the distance.
I saw an incomparably terrifying momentum, coming from Taiyuan City, the sky was cloudy, and an incomparably terrifying aura was coming towards the Taiyuan Mountain Range.
"Look, that's the Hu family's holy war regiment!"
"I heard that the Holy War Regiment is all strong in the War Sect, I don't know if it's true!"
"What a terrifying might!"
......
Countless martial artists, looking at the cloud of evil qi that swept in, couldn't help but show a look of awe in their eyes.
It's all the warbands of the War Sect.
What kind of warband is this?
"Boss, this group of small miscellaneous pieces must be an anomaly in the Taiyuan Mountain Range!"
Yuan Yue said in a deep voice towards Han Yun.
"Uh-huh!"
Han Yun nodded, and then said indifferently: "It just so happens that the disciple of my Death God War Group has just become upgraded, so I will use this Holy War Group to open meat!"
"What does the boss mean?"
Hearing Han Yun's words, Yuan Yue's eyes lit up slightly.
"This is a disguise talisman, which can allow you to change into another form, wait a minute, you will all become disciples of the Divine Kingdom Mansion, let this holy war group take a good look!"
Han Yun looked at Yuan Yue and said in a cloudy way.
"Become a disciple of the Divine Kingdom!"
Yuan Yue was slightly stunned, and then looked at Han Yun with admiration on his face and said, "Boss, you have a great move!"
"Hahaha...... Didn't the Seventeenth Prince not want me to enter the Golden Dragon Forbidden Land, this time I, Han Yun, wanted to enter, and I wanted to enter arrogantly!"
Han Yun looked at the void with a glint in his eyes.
"Kill!"
A group of disciples of the Death God War Regiment, with a murderous aura on their bodies.
Mujahideen.
A middle-aged man with a spring breeze on his face!
This person is the third elder of the Hu family, and the third strongest person of the Hu family, Hu Feng!
"Lord Fengdi, for such a small matter, the family master also sent our Holy War Regiment into the Taiyuan Mountain Range, this is simply overkill!"
"That's right, with my Holy War Regiment, who dares to provoke me Taiyuan City!"
......
There was a lot of talk in the Jihadist Regiment.
Every disciple of the Holy War Regiment was shrouded in black robes, and the entire black robe wrapped them tightly, leaving only a pair of ghostly eyes.
"Don't be impatient!"
Emperor Feng waved his hand slightly, his eyes looked in the direction of Taiyuan City, and his eyes suddenly sank.
"Lord Fengdi, did you show something?"
A disciple of the Holy War Regiment asked in a deep voice.
"Disciple of the Divine Kingdom Mansion!"
Emperor Feng said coldly.
"What?"
The disciples of the Holy War Regiment exclaimed in surprise, and their expressions changed drastically.
Disciples of the Kingdom of God?
How did it end up here!
"Let's go, let's see!"
Emperor Feng snorted coldly, and with a group of disciples of the Holy War Regiment, he hurried towards the Taiyuan Mountain Range.
The sky above the Taiyuan Mountains!
Han Yun quietly waited for the arrival of the Holy War Regiment.
Han Yun was now wearing the costume of the Divine Kingdom Mansion, and the five people next to him, Yuan Yue and Little Fox, were also dressed like the Divine Kingdom Mansion.
As for the Death Warrior Group behind Han Yun.
One by one, they became dressed as the lord's mansion of Tahoe City.
This dress.
It is the symbol of the power of the Seventeen Princes!
"Stop!"
Emperor Feng stopped a kilometer away from Han Yun's group.
"It's only a War Emperor!"
There was some disappointment in Han Yun's eyes.
The power of the divine soul swept away, and the information of the emperor appeared in Han Yun's mind.
Emperor Feng, eighth-level little emperor!
"Taiyuan City is worthy of being the two most powerful cities in the Seven Cities, the Hu family's Holy War Regiment, since it is led by an eighth-level little emperor powerhouse!"
Han Yun's eyes were slightly solemn.
The eighth-level little emperor appeared so quickly!
The strength in Taiyuan City must be stronger than the emperor in front of him!
"Who is Your Excellency, and why did you appear in my Taiyuan City?"
Emperor Feng took a step forward, looked at Han Yun and asked in a deep voice.
"Taiyuan City?"
Han Yun sneered, and then said with an arrogant face: "The world is so big, it is not the king's land, our seventeenth prince is doing things, do we still have to report to you Taiyuan City?"
"Seventeen Princes......"
Emperor Feng exclaimed.
If Han Yun had mentioned the Seventeenth Prince a day ago, then Emperor Feng would naturally be very happy to welcome Han Yun to the process.
But just yesterday.
News came from the disciples of the Hu family.
The seventeenth prince played all the people in the six cities, and the seventeenth prince was even more arrogant and wanted to occupy all the golden dragon talismans alone.
What is the Golden Dragon Talisman?
The other six cities, how could they tolerate this kind of thing!
"It turned out to be the Seventeenth Prince's person, what do you want to do?"
Emperor Feng asked with a cold face.
"What do you want to do?"
Han Yun smiled coldly, looked at Emperor Feng and said with a strange face: "The prince has orders, if you dare to go against the prince, then you will be killed!"
"No mercy!"
The disciples of the Five Hundred Death God War Group are as imposing as a rainbow.
"It's all Zhanzun ......"
Emperor Feng's face changed again.
The momentum of the five hundred battle venerables behind Han Yun made even him, an eighth-level little emperor, tremble.
As for the disciples of the Holy War Regiment behind Emperor Feng.
One by one, they took several steps back!
"What a seventeenth prince, are you going to make a move on my Taiyuan City?"
Emperor Feng shouted loudly.
"All the disciples listen to the order, kill me!"
The cold glint in Han Yun's eyes skyrocketed.
Pretending to be the seventeenth prince, how could Han Yun compare blindly with Emperor Feng, talk too much, and inevitably leak his mouth!
"Kill!"
The disciple of the Death Clan, the murderous aura on his body is extremely terrifying.
In the face of this group of enemies, the disciples of the Reaper Warband seemed to see the scene of the Holy War Regiment's killing of the brothers beside them, their eyes were scarlet, and their combat power was raised to the limit.
"The Holy War Regiment prepares for a combo!"
Emperor Feng roared and retreated swiftly with the disciples of the Holy War Regiment.
"Combo: Sweep a Thousand Armies!"
Yuan Yue shouted angrily, and one by one, the disciples of the Death God War Regiment, the momentum of their whole bodies skyrocketed again.
With an incomparably terrifying momentum, every disciple of the Death God War Group seemed to have turned into an ancient fierce wolf, frantically rushing towards the Holy War Group.
"Give me death!"
Emperor Feng's eyes were shocked, and the disciples of the Five Hundred Battle Venerables' Death God War Regiment once they rushed into the Holy War Regiment Sect.
The consequences are unimaginable!
"Emperor Feng, this emperor is here to take your life!"
Han Yun's eyes were cold, and a teleportation appeared in front of Emperor Feng, and the Martial Immortal Battle Fist was punched, rolling battle qi, and directly sent Emperor Feng out of the air.
"Brothers, kill me hard!"
Yuan Yue roared wildly.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The furious battle qi turned into sword qi.
Under the incomparably terrifying momentum, the battle array of the Holy War Regiment was directly dispersed, and one by one they retreated in panic!
"Stop......"
Emperor Feng roared wildly, and was shocked by Han Yun's punch, and Emperor Feng was shocked in his heart.
"Click......"
The first sound of bones shattering was heard.
I saw that the black robe on the Holy War Regiment was directly cut off by the Holy Sword in the hands of the disciples of the Death War Regiment, and the corpse was divided into two pieces, and blood was sprinkled down.
(End of chapter)