For a moment, the sound was shocking and the momentum was vigorous.

Everyone in the Divine Sword Sect stared at Han Yang and looked at him, with a look of surprise in their eyes. Obviously, they did not expect that the leader of the Phantom Demon Sect would be so young.

The young man in brocade frowned slightly, looked at Han Yang a few times, then snorted coldly with disdain, and a curl of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And at this moment, the cold-faced middle-aged man suddenly shouted: "Where did the dog thing come from? Go and die!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and suddenly, an extremely fierce sword energy shot towards Han Yang.

Everyone in the Phantom Demon Sect changed their faces, and Hu Yixian immediately shouted: "Sect Master, be careful!"

Only after understanding it yourself can you know how terrible this God-Reigning Sword Technique is.

A strong look of contempt appeared on the corner of Han Yang's mouth. He looked at the middle-aged cold-faced man and said, "Even with such a little sword energy, I dare to show it out and show my shame!"

This person's sword energy is only five centimeters long, and its power must be far from the sword energy condensed by him.

With a thought, the sword energy in his body shot out quickly, instantly killing the sword energy shot out by the middle-aged man.

This scene made everyone in the Divine Sword Sect look very surprised. Many people from the Divine Sword Sect were stunned, including the young man in the brocade robe.

Even, an elder said, "What's going on?"

This man is young and has actually completed raising a sword. This... is incredible!"

You know, none of them can have three inches of sword energy condensed by them, and the most powerful one is only a little over two inches.

So, at this moment, the people from the Divine Sword Sect were all shocked.

A strong look of surprise appeared on the face of the young man in brocade robe, but then his face darkened and he said coldly: "You dare to steal the God-controlling sword technique of my Divine Sword Sect. You are dead!"

At this time, Zong Yiwei suddenly shouted: "Brother, it's him who robbed the treasure house of our Divine Sword Sect. You must not let him go today!"

The young man in brocade robe stared at Han Yang, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Of course!"

As he said that, he took two steps forward, stared at Han Yang, and said coldly: "Boy, I'm aware of my appearance, immediately send all the treasures of my Divine Sword Sect and my sister here!"

Han Yang frowned, what is going on?

He turned his head and looked at Mei Ruofang.

Mei Ruofang whispered: "Zong Shenglong, the sect leader of the Divine Sword Sect, did not come in person, but sent his son Zong Yiping to support him. In addition, the masters of the Divine Sword Sect itself, we were defeated and were trapped by them! Fortunately, we have Zong Yiwei in our hands, and they also want to find out your whereabouts of the sect leader, so there is no forced action!"

When Han Yang heard this, his face sank and his brows became even tighter.

He glanced at the Divine Sword Sect and said in confusion: "But, there are not as many people in the Divine Sword Sect as us. They are only more than twenty immortal golden-body strong men!"

A bit of bitterness appeared on Mei Ruofang's mouth and said, "Sect Master, you don't know that the people from the Divine Sword Sect have a sword technique of joint attack, which is very powerful. Although the number of strong people is not as many as ours, we have been crushed to death by relying on the sword technique of joint attack. Many of our people were injured!"

When Han Yang heard this, his face became even more ugly and he looked at the Divine Sword Sect coldly.

Then, he snorted in his heart, saying that he is worthy of being one of the three major sects of Dahuangze, and he is still a bit of a practical matter.

At this moment, the young man in brocade robe, Zong Yiping, who was Zong Yiwei's brother, looked at him and said disdainfully: "How is it, boy, have you figured it out?"

His expression was very contemptuous, and it seemed that he did not take Han Yang seriously at all.

Han Yang looked at him a few times, snorted softly, and said lightly: "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to talk to this sect leader?

It’s almost the same for you to come!"

As soon as this said, Zong Yiping was furious and stared at Han Yang with murderous aura in his eyes and cursed: "It's okay if you die at the end, you're still stubborn. Since that's the case, then we'll deal with you first, let's talk about it!"

As he said that, he said coldly: "Pay attention to the formation, take action, kill me, and leave no one!"

So, the more than 20 immortal golden-body powerful men around moved at the same time. Han Yang could see from their footwork that this set of combined fencing techniques was actually transformed from the Rakshasa sword formation, and the power should be quite good.

He immediately shouted coldly, "If you want her to die, do it?"

Han Yang flashed, and he held Zong Yiwei in his hand and pinched her neck.

Everyone in the Divine Sword Sect changed their faces, and Zong Yiping's face instantly sank.

Zong Yiwei immediately shouted, "Don't worry about me, kill them quickly, kill them..." Han Yang glared at her a few times, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, which scared Zong Yiwei immediately shut up.

Zong Yiwei was full of anger and could only stare at Han Yang angrily.

Everyone in the Divine Sword Sect stopped attacking and looked at Zong Yiping, obviously waiting for his intention.

Zong Yiping looked at Han Yang coldly, and his eyes flashed with anger, "Sect Master Han, you are the leader of the sect at least. Can you do such a threatening thing?

Are you not afraid of falling into your reputation?”

Han Yang knew that he was provoking the generals, so he smiled indifferently and said, "Anyway, our Phantom Demon Sect is the Demonic Way. He acts by any means, so I can do anything!"

"You..." Zong Yiping's face suddenly became extremely gloomy and he stared at Han Yang coldly.

After staring at Han Yang for a while, he suddenly asked coldly, "What are you going to do? Will you let my sister go?"

Han Yang's mouth raised a playful smile, he thought for a while, and looked at him and said, "Why not do this, we are fighting alone. If I lose, I will let your sister go. If you lose, you will withdraw. How about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed.

Zong Yiping frowned slightly, and a little thoughtful look appeared in his eyes. He looked at Han Yang without saying anything.

The people from the Phantom Demon Sect also looked at Han Yang a few times, with different expressions in their eyes.

But at this moment, Zong Yiwei suddenly shouted: "Brother, this kid is very cunning. Don't be fooled by him. Hurry up and use the sword formation to deal with them!"
Chapter completed!