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Yangzhou City, Yi Ling Town, somewhere deep in the mansion, where the experts of the Heaven's Execution Alliance were hibernating. In the backyard, the few big leaders of the Heavenly Execution Alliance were all waiting for orders from above. This place had long been sealed up by them. This place was also Shen Bin's property, and normally, only an old servant would be here cleaning. They lived in seclusion, but they did not miss a single detail. Therefore, these days he was relatively calm.

The samurai, Wu Zang Yuan, continued to polish his sharp little tai-sheen blade with the inkstone. The blade edge had already been sharpened to the point that it looked like a mirror, shining with a cold light. No one would doubt the power of this blade on a person's body. It was like cutting through iron like mud with a blow of the hair.

Grandma Meng, who had seen this person kill someone before, still had some lingering fear. This person's sabre technique was sharp and strange. His methods were extremely cruel, having his hands and feet broken, and then torturing someone to death.

Sometimes, they even suspected how Wu Haoyuan managed to coax this fellow over. He was born to be a murderer, and his killing intent made people feel as if they were drinking snow. They didn't dare to approach him.

Although the Ten Thousand Slaughter Han Potian was not afraid of him, he really couldn't bear to see Han Potian sharpening his saber before the battle. Only now did he know what it was like to sharpen a saber. Maybe when you're done, others will come to your door and kill you, but when you're done, others will wait until you're done with your knife before they cut you.

He couldn't help but taunt, "Hey, Mr. Wu Zang, I think you should wait until you get back alive to sharpen your sword. To sharpen a saber before a battle was taboo in the military. A martial artist would diligently and tirelessly train day and night. For what reason, it was to kill the enemy before the battle, and each move was fatal. Don't you think it's a little late to sharpen the knife? We are about to act. "

The Kitigarbha Source acted as if it didn't hear anything, carefully sharpening its own blade. Its face was like hard rock and it didn't even have an expression. It was so focused, as if it was caressing a lover in a dream.

Seeing him act like a dull gourd, Han Po Tian was truly bored. He felt like he was talking to a log.

The peerless beauty Spirit Demon Elder Meng glanced at him, she still had doubts in her heart and asked uncertainly, "The sword technique of the Flowing Cloud Divine Sword, Yuwen Yi, is extremely terrifying, and it is extremely unfavorable for our operation this time. How confident are Brother Han in dealing with him? "

"I'm not interested in the Flowing Cloud Divine Sword. Just watch and see how I chop him to death. I heard that Zhao Jiannan's Zenith Light Sword is very elusive. I wonder how fast his sword is? "

Han Po Tian's hand moved, and a cold light flashed in the air. The willow tree that was as thick as a person was chopped into two halves by him. However, his Demon Subduing Saber was simply too fast and too powerful. The big tree that was filled with life and death energy had not moved at all. It was still standing at its original spot. At this moment, Han Po Tian suddenly exploded forth with his strength, launching a heavy blow towards the large tree.

In the blink of an eye, the weathered tree broke and fell to the ground, shaking off a lot of leaves. Since this overbearing move of Han Po Tian's was so powerful, it shocked the disciples of the Heavenly Execution Alliance so much that they were unable to avoid it in time.

Han Po Tian looked up at the sky and laughed. He then bared his teeth and said, "How is it? My blade technique is still okay, right? How is it compared to that Aurora Sword?"

The disciples of the Heavenly Execution Alliance clapped one after another, praising him to the point that he was in complete chaos. The Zenith Light Sword was merely a good person in the martial arts world who had been bluffing and bragging about himself. Who didn't know how to boast? We, Han Potian, are still the world's number one blade. Even the Aurora Sword, Zhao Jiannan, would have to obediently lower his head in submission before coming here. Let's see if those people in the martial arts world still dare to fart when the time comes.

When Han Po Tian heard this, he was overjoyed and nodded his head over and over. However, he saw that the other two leaders didn't seem to care, so he was a bit unhappy and asked, "Fairy Meng, why aren't you saying anything?"

The thing that Grandma Meng minded the most was that others called her old granny, ugly beyond measure. If anyone dares to say that the ugly one is more of a miscreant, then I'm sorry, who are you? Do I know you? If anyone dares to insult my mother, you can go and die. After many people within the Heavenly Execution Alliance suffered greatly, they knew her taboo. Every time they met, they were only allowed to call me "Fairy Meng". You are all blind, and this old lady is clearly a great beauty. How dare you call me an old woman? Hmph, some blind people have no eyes.

"The tree is dead and the man is alive. How can we compare? Although I have never seen the Aurora Sword, Zhao Jiannan, he wouldn't stand in front of you and let you slash him as you please right? " Grandma Meng thought for a moment before speaking honestly.

When Han Po Tian and the others heard her words, their faces immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot. They looked at her, unsure of what to say. How could there be such a person who dislikes chatting with you guys? A single word from you could make him so angry that he could die from anger. The others were also very embarrassed. They felt like their actions just now were like a clown's, causing them to be the laughingstock.

As they were looking at each other, they heard a chuckle. No way, he could still laugh at a time like this. Who was the one that was so ignorant? Everyone looked around in confusion for the person who had made the joke. In the end, their eyes all locked onto that samurai martial artist, Wu Zang Yuan.

Han Po really did see something strange. This fellow actually dared to laugh at him. Wasn't he always as cold as wood? However, his personality changed as he asked unhappily: "Mr. Wu Zang, what's so funny about that? Say it and share it, and I'll make you happy too. "

At this time, the Martial Treasure Origin had also finished sharpening. It sheathed its blade and stood up straight. Suddenly, a strong aura appeared. He lightly said, "You Central Plains people all have a bad habit. No matter what happened, before he figured out what was going on, he would always act as if he was unrivalled in the world. Little did they know that the world was full of wonders. Only when you truly understand your opponent and how powerful and terrifying he is will you know how shallow your thoughts are right now. "

"The Aurora Sword is indeed terrifying, but it is not invincible. So what if you have cultivated to the Sword God realm? Since you're so afraid of the Aurora Sword, then take a look at my methods. Next time when there's a chance, I must let the Zenith Light Sword experience the might of ten thousand slashes. " Han Po Tian shouted with determination.

He was not an arrogant and ignorant person. Last year, when he went to Yue Yang's Pinch Sect alone, he made a ruckus in Yue Yang's place. He broke through the encirclement created by the inescapable net of experts and decisively stole the treasured blood Hidden Demon Saber. On that day, they killed to the point where the sky and earth changed color, and the heroes all felt a chill in their hearts.

However, at the last moment, he was still defeated by the Dragon God's Art of the Southern Jun, Jiang Haonan. If Saber Tyrant Chu Kuang hadn't appeared in time, he would have long been buried in the boundless Thousand Li Wonderland Lake.

After that tragic defeat last year, he painfully reflected on it. After cultivating in seclusion for half a year, he finally managed to comprehend the strongest ultimate skill. Since this was the ultimate move, how could he use it unless he was forced to? He was confident that no one in this world would be able to survive in such dire straits due to the might of his power. Either he would die, or someone else would die.

Thus, he did not mind taking Zhao Jiannan's life to attain Golden Body. The struggle for martial dao was also a struggle for karmic luck. The goal of conquering the world was to defeat all the heroes of the world, seize the good fortune of heaven and earth, and achieve an invincible domination.