Master Tianyun's face was extremely difficult to see. He looked at him with a complicated expression, and for a moment, he couldn't speak.

Han Mo wanted to swallow Master Tianyun's true soul directly, but Han Yang stopped him, so Han Mo gave up.

Han Mo consumed a lot this time and was seriously injured. He went back to cultivate.

Han Yang regained control of his body, and at this moment, the golden light on his body had long disappeared.

In front of him, Monk Tianyun sat cross-legged on the ground, his face pale and his breath was extremely messy. Next to him, the little monk was holding him anxiously.

Everyone around was stunned.

A strong look of surprise appeared in their eyes. They never expected that just now, Monk Tianyun, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, suddenly vomited blood and then fell heavily to the ground.

They didn't know what was going on, but they were all stunned.

As for Han Yang, he was still standing in the air at this moment, with a hint of indifference hanging on the corner of his mouth.

In the distance, Ximen Feng, the lord of the city never sleeps, the leaders of other large and small forces, and those around him were all filled with a strong look of surprise in his eyes.

Dongfangzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, couldn't help laughing, and said, "I knew that he would be fine!"

But Shen Feiyang next to her was extremely hard to see at this moment, and he stared at Han Yang with a gloomy expression.

Everyone in the Phantom Demon Sect couldn't help but cheer loudly at this moment.

Zi Ling smiled and said, "Haha, I've called it. I've said it a long time ago that nothing will happen to this guy!"

The little monk glared at Han Yang at this moment, and his eyes flashed coldly, "Thief, how dare you hurt my master, and you are looking for death!"

As he said that, he was about to come up and take action, but he was pulled by the old monk. The old monk looked at him pale and said weakly: "Xuyu, don't... don't be impulsive, you... are not his opponent!"

The little monk was so angry that his face turned pale, but after hearing this, he just glared at Han Yang coldly and did not take action.

But at this moment, Zong Shenglong, who was standing beside him, suddenly attacked, flashed, and came behind Han Yang, and slapped Han Yang's vest with one palm.

At this moment, everyone's faces were shocked.

Obviously, Zong Shenglong had already prepared it, and he had decided that Han Yang would definitely consume a lot of money after the previous battle. It would be best to take action at this time.

However, he miscalculated.

The one who fought with the old monk Tianyun before was Han Mo, but Han Yang's cultivation level did not lose much.

He immediately snorted angrily, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a thought, the sword energy had already appeared behind him and stabbed Zong Shenglong.

Zong Shenglong's face changed drastically and he immediately dodged, but it was still too late. With a squeak, the sword energy pierced a blood hole on his shoulder, and blood sprayed directly.

Zong Shenglong's body fell to the ground with a bang, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Han Yang's sword energy was blown and hit his forehead.

His whole body, with an extremely ugly face, staring at Han Yang.

Han Yang looked at him with a smile and said, "Sect Master, it's not good to attack the sneak attack!"

Zong Shenglong said coldly: "Any means can be used to deal with you all the demons!"

Han Yang frowned slightly, snorted angrily, and said coldly: "My life, I hate people who have no bottom line the most. Since that's the case, then you can die!"

After the words came, the sword energy was about to pierce Zong Shenglong's head, but unexpectedly, at this moment, suddenly, a scream sounded, "Stop!"

Now everyone was shocked and turned around and looked over. Then, they saw that the person who spoke was not someone else, but Zong Shenglong's daughter Zong Yiwei.

Han Yang also frowned and looked at Zong Yiwei.

Zong Yiwei walked slowly over and walked to Zong Shenglong. Then, she turned her head and looked at Han Yang coldly. Suddenly, she knelt directly in front of Han Yang and said coldly: "I beg you, don't kill him. I can promise you any conditions!"

Han Yang frowned slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This guy had never been soft-willed when he was caught by him before, but now he is asking for him for Zong Shenglong.

Something interesting.

At this time, Zong Yiping also rushed over and looked at Han Yang and said coldly: "Sect Master Han, please show mercy. As long as you don't kill my father, we can satisfy you any conditions. The leader of the Divine Sword Sect can give it to you!"

But at this time, Zong Shenglong suddenly roared: "No, absolutely not. The leader of the Divine Sword Sect must not be given to others!"

There was a hint of madness on his face.

Zong Yiping looked at him and said with grief and anger: "Father, it's time for this. Is the position of a sect leader really that important?"

Zong Shenglong was stunned for a moment, looked at him without saying a word.

Han Yang said lightly at this moment: "Okay, I can spare him, but I have two conditions. First, Zong Yiwei, follow me, be a slave forever, and will not turn over. Second, give me the position of the leader of the Divine Sword Sect. Anyone, have any opinions?"

Zong Yiwei's face looked extremely ugly, but she didn't say anything.

Zong Shenglong and Zong Yiping were also clenching their fists at this moment, looking at Han Yang with great hatred, but Han Yang was too lazy to look at them.

No one in the field spoke. At this moment, they all looked at Han Yang with strange eyes.

Ximen Feng and others remained silent at this moment.

Even Zong Shenglong and Master Tianyun couldn't do anything to Han Yang, let alone them.

They were very sensible and had no illustrations, otherwise, they would not be sure that they would be the one who was unlucky next.

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Han Yang's mouth, "Very good, very good, very good, then, now, I am the leader of the Divine Sword Sect!"

Everyone in the Divine Sword Sect, including Zong Shenglong, Zong Yiping, and Zong Yiwei, looked very ugly at this moment.

Han Yang glanced at them and said lightly: "What are you doing?

Why don't there be any rules?

Could it be that when you meet the sect leader, is it like this?"

Now, everyone's faces changed again.

The people from the Divine Sword Sect looked even more ugly.

However, Zong Yiping took the lead, clasped his fists to Han Yang, bowed and shouted loudly, "See the Sect Master!"

As he took the lead, the remaining people from the Divine Sword Sect, including the elders and disciples, all hurriedly saluted Han Yang. After all, after seeing Han Yang's strength, they would no longer dare to disrespect Han Yang.
Chapter completed!