But unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came into his ears, "Yes, my iron door is so majestic!"

Han Yang looked up and saw a man in black floating in from the door quietly. Judging from his cultivation, he should be at least a three-yuan master. He was one of the three men in black who followed Ye Sanniang before. He was gone and returned at this moment, with his intentions obviously very clear.

There was a very sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The strong man Meng Ranhao saw this scene and his face changed drastically. Then he sighed and sat up with struggle. Because of the struggle, the wound on his chest was torn and blood flowed down.

He gritted his teeth, looked at the man in black floating in cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It was me, Meng Ranhao, who offended you, the iron door. Don't implicate others. If you want to kill or cut, please feel free!"

After saying that, he whispered to Han Yang next to him: "I will stop him later. You can take the opportunity to escape quickly through the back door!"

When Han Yang heard this, he frowned and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

The man in black smiled, glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "Those who offended me, Iron Door will be killed without mercy. This is the rule of our Iron Door!"

As he said that, a little teasing look appeared on his face, and he looked at Meng Ranhao and said, "Meng Ranhao, this little devil dares to save you, but he is the biggest disrespect to my iron door. Today, you all have to die!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already reached the two of them, and he slapped his palms at Meng Ranhao's chest, while the other palm slapped Han Yang's head.

Seeing this scene, Meng Ranhao's face changed drastically, and he shouted softly, "Go away!"

As he said that, he no longer cared about the wound on his body, and his remaining cultivation level of luck came over with one palm.

At this time, the man in black had approached them, with a grim smile and smugness on the corner of his mouth, as if his two palms were determined to win.

A little despair appeared in Meng Ranhao's eyes. Today, not only is he going to die, but this little brother is going to die too!

But at this moment, a faint sword light flashed by. The man in black changed his face and lowered his head incredibly. Seeing that the heart of his chest had been pierced by a black sword, he looked up and looked at Han Yang incredibly, and saw that the corner of Han Yang's mouth was a little contemptuous.

He used his last power and slapped Han Yang's chest with a palm. With Han Yang's sword light, his entire palm was cut off.

Finally, his body softened directly to the ground. Blood squirted wildly on his chest, his body twitched, his eyes wide open, his face full of pain and reluctance.

On the other side, the strong man Meng Ranhao was stunned, his eyes wide open, his face full of incredible expressions.

Han Yang snorted, took over the Black Dragon Sword, and said lightly, "The tiger does not show its power, you really think I am a sick cat!"

When he turned his head, he saw Meng Ranhao's eyes wide open, looked at him in shock, and murmured: "Little brother, you..."

When Han Yang saw his wound tearing again and blood flowed out, he took out another bag of gold-invasive medicine and applied it to him, saying, "You can recover from the wound here first, I'll go out and have a look!"

After saying that, he walked out directly. The shock in Meng Ranhao's eyes was still very strong. When he saw Han Yang going out, he murmured again, "The sword just now was extremely fast, as fast as lightning. This guy is a three-yuan master, and he didn't even have time to react. Who is this little brother? He actually has such cultivation?"

As he said that, he looked at the body of the man in black who was lying on the ground incredibly.

But Han Yang, after he went out, he saw more than a dozen figures standing at the gate of the main hall of the Sanqing Temple, obviously all of whom were the people who went out before.

At this moment, the sky was completely dark and the moon was not very bright. Han Yang started to cultivate and walked over quietly. Before everyone could notice it, he got involved in these people.

When he passed by, he saw Ye Sanniang in the iron door, the two men in black next to him, as well as the old man Weide, Feng Qingyang, Yun Xiaoxiao, and other cultivators. His eyes were all staring at Taoist Qingmu at the entrance of the main hall. At this moment, Taoist Qingmu was holding a golden key with a strange shape in his hand, and a black lock was locked on the vermilion door in front of him.

Taoist Aoki held the key in his hand and his eyebrows were furrowed together. Next to him, his two disciples looked very ugly.

At this time, Ye Sanniang said in a sweet voice: "Master Qingmu, what are you waiting for? Open it quickly!"

Feng Qingyang was also a little impatient, "That's right, Master Qingmu, what exactly is there in your main hall that you should hide it like this?"

Old Man Weide glanced at Ye Sanniang and the other two and said lightly: "Brother Qingmu, open it and let them see it. Once they look, they will give up!"

Taoist Aoki turned his head and looked at him, a stern look flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but inserted the golden key in his hand into the black lock.

Han Yang stood behind everyone. Seeing this scene, he obviously felt that Ye Sanniang and the two men in black next to her, as well as the old man Weide, Feng Qingyang, and Yun Xiaoxiao and others, all of them looked tight, holding their breath, and the breath on their bodies was a little stagnant. They obviously all raised their breath and secretly activated their cultivation.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but become even more curious. What exactly is there in this main hall?

With a click, a crisp sound rang out, and the black lock popped up instantly. At this moment, Han Yang saw that Ye Sanniang and Old Man Weide had taken action at the same time. His figure flashed and he arrived at the door. After all, Ye Sanniang had a higher cultivation level, and she got one step ahead of Old Man Weide. She grabbed Master Qingmu with casual claws.

But at this moment, Taoist Master Qingmu, who had been sick and injured, looked dying, suddenly his hunched waist was instantly straightened. At the same time, a powerful force erupted from his body. He quickly took out two Emei thorns from his arms, brushed twice, and stabbed Ye Sanniang and Weide.

This happened in the flash of lightning, and many people did not react. Ye Sanniang and the old man Weide did not react. They did not expect that Taoist Aoki's injuries were actually pretending.
Chapter completed!