Chapter 876
"I haven't seen you for a long time . This time, I will surely kill you!" Ling Han raised his hand as he greeted and smiled at all of them . "Today, don't even think that any of you can escape!"
The Ninth Underworld King couldn't help but humph lowly . Even the elites from the five great sects would not have dared to utter such gibberish to him . Now, a junior actually dared to show him such contempt! He had never really held Ling Han in high regard—it wasn't Ling Han who had put down the five great sects, and the unification of the four seas was the credit of Helian Tianyun alone .
What did Ling Han do? Only reaping what he had not sown!
"Junior, you are too arrogant!" he remarked coldly .
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "Evil and unorthodox cult, appearing before me, you had better fall to your knees and accept death!" Hong, endless imperial might burst forth . Pa, pa, pa, pa, aside from the Ninth Underworld King, Corpse Two, and Rong Huan Xuan, the remaining nine people knelt down in unison .
Rong Huan Xuan's entire body was trembling, and blood vessels were even throbbing on top of his skin—the exaggerated protrusion would make anyone who saw it suffer from goosebumps .
In fact, he was incapable of resisting such mighty pressure, but his heart was truly unyielding and unwilling to submit . Thereby, he was forcing himself to surpass his limit of resistance .
Pa, pa, pa, the bones in his whole body were cracking, and tears of blood flowed from his eyes . There was blood spewing from his nostrils and ears . The disciples of Thousand Corpse Sect cultivated Corpse Techniques, and had a pitifully small amount of blood in their body . Although he appeared to be only bleeding from the seven apertures, in fact the damage was extremely major .
"Obstinately choosing to be a corpse over being a good human? Then I will just grant your wish!" Ling Han's eyes shot open, and pa, pa, pa, pa, the nine people on their knees simultaneously dropped dead to the ground .
So what if they were Heaven Tier cultivators? In the presence of his present terrifying power, quantity no longer made any difference .
"Aaaaah!" The Ninth Underworld King was about to go mad from anger . These nine people were the nine Guardian Priests of the Thousand Corpse Sect . Apart from Corpse Boss, Corpse Two, Rong Huan Xuan, and himself, they were the strongest masters and the cornerstone of the sect!
Now, they had actually died before even launching a single strike . How could he not be angered?
"Die!" He brandished the Demonic Noise Saber . Suddenly, the sky was filled with the sound of demonic whistling, which surged violently towards Ling Han .
Ling Han gave a slight push with his raised palms, and the world suddenly became silent .
So what if the other party had the Demonic Noise Saber in his hands? The battle prowess of the Ninth Underworld King was at most thirteen Stars; otherwise, wouldn't he have been able to wipe out the Sword Emperor and the others at the beginning?
"Let me do it!" Corpse Two stood out, his face bearing a cautious expression .
He was an ancient corpse returned to life, and he did not have a bottleneck . Within the Thousand Corpse Sect, he had received the dual nurturing of the Three Lives Corpse Casket and Pond of the Underworld . At present, he had actually reached the ninth layer of the Shattering Void Tier, and his battle prowess was barely at fifteen Stars, only somewhat modest compared to Corpse Boss .
As Corpse Boss was not present, he was the Thousand Corpse Sect's strongest elite .
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "If anyone here can block one strike from me, I will spare his life . "
"Haha!" Corpse Two sneered . 'This is extreme madness indeed! Do you think you are that dead fatty?' Thousand Corpse Sect had remained low-key all this while not because of being afraid of Ling Han, but the seven Kings!
"What's so funny?" Ling Han said solemnly . He didn't have a good impression of Corpse Two, and directly delivered a slap .
Peng!
As the single slap flew across, Corpse Two stared at Ling Han with an expression of complete astonishment . He turned to the Ninth Underworld King, and was about to say something when his body suddenly turned into a bloody fog, and directly dissipated into the atmosphere .
'This…! This…! This…!'
The Ninth Underworld King only felt a chill seeping from beneath the soles of his feet, directly rushing to the top of his brain .
Before, Ling Han had said that anyone who could block one strike from him would be spared . This was neither shameless boasting nor overestimating one's capability . Rather, his strength was powerful to the point of defying natural law .
The Ninth Underworld King did not have the courage to block one strike . Immediately, he ducked and leapt into the Three Lives Corpse Casket .
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