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"Kill Guanghan! Listen to me!" The crowd shouted in unison. They suppressed the fear in their hearts and surrounded Guanghan.
Guang Han also shouted, "Kill!" The brandishing spirit spear clashed with the surrounding Feng Army.
In just a short while, the battlefield had become a pile of corpses once again. Countless Generals And Soldiers of Feng Army had died miserable deaths under Guang Han's spirit spear.
On the other side, Tang Yin was watching the battle attentively, when two General of Feng Country s suddenly ran over excitedly, and said repeatedly: "Congratulations King, congratulations King!"
When Tang Yin heard, he immediately frowned. Guang Han heard it, he was not dead yet, and the soldiers in front were all blood-soaked in battle, what was there to congratulate?
He turned his head and glared at the two General of Feng Country s. Seeing that Tang Yin's expression was not good, the two of them immediately shrunk their necks in fear, and did not dare to shout anymore, and turned back to wave at the soldiers behind them.
Very quickly, two Feng Soldier s ran over, and they even raised a wide and long Great Sword. Great King, this lowly general has already seized the weapon that Guang Han listened to, please have a look, Great King! "
Tang Yin almost laughed out loud. The Emperor Sword was obviously something that Guang Han threw away, how did it become something he snatched away? He was too lazy to pursue the matter any further. He stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it here. Let me have a look."
General of Feng Country replied as she gave a meaningful glance to the soldiers below.
The latter first lowered his head to examine them, then slowly reached out to grab the sword hilt. He lifted the Emperor Sword up with all his might, and with a woosh, the Emperor Sword was lifted up with a single hand.
Emperor Sword s were at least half a foot wide, nearly two meters long, and the sword body was extremely thick. Just by looking at it, one could tell that the sword weight was not light.
However, when Tang Yin held the Emperor Sword in his hand, he felt that it was much lighter than he imagined. It could at most weigh twenty kilograms.
Of course, this weight was not really suitable for ordinary people to use as a weapon, but for Spirit Cultivator like Tang Yin, a weight of twenty Jin was nothing to him.
Feeling that the sword was exceptionally easy to handle, Tang Yin revealed a look of joy, and lowered his head to look at it. The sword of the Emperor Sword had many minute lines on it, it looked like it was carved, but in reality, it was a connection between the twin swords and the Sub Sword.
Tang Yin squinted his eyes, moving the Spirit Qi in his body and injecting it into the Emperor Sword.
Following his thought, there was a light click, and a Sub Sword flew out from the twin swords. This Sub Sword almost brushed by the Feng Army Soldier's face, shooting straight for a few meters before landing on the ground.
The soldier who was almost accidentally injured was scared silly. Tang Yin was also given a fright by the sharp senses of the Emperor Sword. The moment he retrieved the spirit energy, the Sub Sword that had fallen to the ground seemed to have life again. It flew up from the ground and quickly flew back.
Pow! The Sub Sword returned to the side of the twin swords. There was not a single crack in the sword, only a thin line that appeared on the sword's body.
"Good sword!" Tang Yin lightly flicked the sword body, releasing a clear and melodious sound, he could not help but exclaim: "No wonder this sword is called Emperor Sword, it is truly worthy of the title Emperor of Ten Thousand Swords!"
While speaking, he lowered his head and looked at his own body, wanting to hang the Emperor Sword on his body. Unfortunately, the Emperor Sword's size was just too big, and it was impossible for it to hang on his ribs.
He sighed again. Emperor Sword was good, but a bit too big for him to carry around. With a flick of his wrist, he rushed out and handed the sword over to Ah San, and said: "From now on, the two of you, help me keep this sword, you must not have any mishaps."
Ah San's expression became serious, and hurriedly went forward to receive the Emperor Sword. He did not feel that it was heavy, so Ah San held it in his hands. The two of them cupped their hands and said: "Don't worry King, even if I lose my head, I will not lose my Emperor Sword."
Tang Yin smiled and nodded, then looked at the Emperor Sword that was being held by Ah San, and retracted his gaze, returning to the battlefield. At this moment, Guang Han heard that the corpses under his feet had piled up like a mountain. If he stood up, even if he was a long distance away, he would still be able to see him.
However, the Guang Han now sounded even more miserable than before. He had more arrows stabbed into his body, two swords and a blade. Even the spirit spear in his hand had been smashed into a curved shape by him.
He knelt on one knee on the ground, his arms tightly wrapped around the spear shaft so that he would not fall down. His head was lowered, as he panted heavily, blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth and his nose continuously.
Now, it should be about time! Tang Yin secretly nodded and then walked forward. The surrounding people including Shangguan Yuan, Jiang Fan, Ah San, Yin Lan, Yin Lan and Cheng Jin all followed behind.
After splitting up his troops, Tang Yin walked over to the corpse pile. He raised his head to look at Guang Han who was kneeling on it, smiled leisurely, and said: "Guang Han, listen, are you looking for me?"
Hearing Tang Yin's words, the originally motionless Guang Han heard as if he was struck by lightning. His body trembled, and immediately after, he slowly raised his head and looked down at Tang Yin.
He wanted to say something, so he opened and closed his mouth, but he could not utter a single word. Only large mouthfuls of blood could be seen gushing out of his mouth.
"All these years, you can't have thought that you would end up like me today, right?" Tang Yin walked towards the pile of corpses. The surrounding General of Feng Country were all startled and hastily tried to stop him. "Your Majesty, you can't ?"
Tang Yin waved his hand to stop them. Then, he continued to walk step by step towards the pile of corpses, and stood by Guang Han's side.
He bent down, lowered his head, and looked at the kneeling Guang Han, then leisurely said, "If you were to talk about cultivating the spiritual arts and playing tricks, I'm afraid that no one in this world can compare to you. But if you were to talk about ruling the country and conquering the world, you are still far from being able to do so!"
Guang Han turned his head and glared at Tang Yin, blood flowing from the corners of his eyes. You... Don't try to be complacent... I can still... "Let's fight again ?"
Tang Yin shook his head and said: "Even if you are unrivalled in the Spirit Martial Realm and invincible in the world, how many waves of Chiliarch and Ten Thousand Horses can you withstand? "It looks like you still don't understand this logic even now."
Guang Han heard this and his body shook. He stopped talking and used all his strength to struggle to stand up. Unfortunately, he did not succeed, and his body that was trying so hard to stand up only managed to fall to the ground.
The corner of Tang Yin's mouth rose as he sneered, and faintly said: "What you gave me back then, I will now return it with interest to you. Do you want to know what it's like to split a corpse in pieces? Very soon you will understand. "
Finished speaking, he turned around with a smile on his face and walked away.
"Yan Lie..." Guang Han looked at Tang Yin's back and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "I calculated everything ? Yet, I had to forget about you ? Since you're already dead... Why do you keep pestering me... It's been five hundred years ? "
Tang Yin had heard his intermittent words, and he could tell from this that Guang Xuanling's murder of Yan Lie had already become a major issue of concern for him. For the past five hundred years, even he had not lived a easy life, regardless of what he was feeling, whether it was guilt or fear.
If it wasn't for his own self-interest and if Guang Xuanling hadn't taken advantage of someone when they were in danger, things wouldn't have turned out like this. He and Yan Lie would still be his best friends and brotherly brothers.
Tang Yin secretly sighed in his heart. In the end, he did not turn back as he slowly raised his hand and shouted: "Anyone who takes down the head of GuangHan will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"
This sentence was the same as adjudication of the fate of Guang Han. The eyes of the surrounding Generals And Soldiers of Feng Army s started to emit a golden light. After Tang Yin walked out of the pile of corpses, the scene became completely silent.
After pausing for a few seconds, a roar burst out from the crowd, followed by a sea of people rushing towards Guang Han like a madman. His figure was instantly submerged within the sea of people.
Just as Tang Yin had said, Guang Han did not even know how many parts of his body had been cut into pieces. In the end, not even a complete head could be preserved, and most of his body had been ripped into pieces by the berserk Feng Army ?
The Holy King of the Divine Pool, a person of unparalleled spirit and power who had cultivated the Body of a Demigod, died tragically amidst the chaos.
It could be said that Guanghan's death caused some regret. His own spirit power had already reached an unimaginable level, and he even grasped the entirety of the Divine Pool's human resources. If all of them thought the same, even if there were a million people in the Allied Army of Feng Country And Chuan Country, it still might not be enough to defeat Divine Pool.
It was a pity that GuangHan was too arrogant. Other than himself, he looked down on everyone else around him.
To be exact, his personality was not suitable for him to play the role of king, it was a good thing that Divine Pool was a relatively peaceful place, most of people's minds were focused on studying the spirit martial arts, and they were happy to live in peace, there were not many ambitious families, and it could even be said that there were none, which allowed GuangHan to listen to the Divine Pool, and to become a Holy King for more than five hundred years.
As he spent more and more time as a Holy King of Divine Pool, his ambitions grew bigger and bigger. In the end, he became big enough that he wasn't satisfied with just being a Holy King of Divine Pool, but wanted to become a Holy King of the whole world.
However, he had overlooked one point. His abilities were not enough to bear the weight of his ambitions.
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No one in the world was able to do everything, and Guang Han was no exception. His unrivalled spiritual martial arts did not fall from the sky to hit him on the head with a pie. Rather, it was obtained by painstakingly training while sacrificing time for governance.
As a result, his spiritual arts were unparalleled in the world, but he was too unfamiliar with the Elders, and did not have a good relationship with them. In a peaceful time, it was not a big deal, and the Elders were willing to follow his lead, but once there was chaos, the relationship between the two of them would become extremely unstable.
Of the five Great Elders, Huangfu Xiutai had first betrayed them, and then Gao Ge, Feng Xi, and then Dongfang Ye went overboard. In the end, even Nie Zhen had pledged his allegiance to the Allied Army of Feng Country And Chuan Country, which precisely explained why GuangHan was listening to his existence.