It had been ten hours since Han Lang left the group. His speed was very fast, and he did not encounter any other teams along the way. However, Han Lang still could not be optimistic, because he could already feel a strong killing intent behind him.
Although Han Lang still couldn't see the faces of the executioners, he could sense that they were rapidly approaching through their aura and the faint smell of blood in the air. This kind of pressure was extraordinary. Just as Lu Yao had said, for Han Lang, the executioners were existences that he absolutely couldn't defeat.
In the distance, Han Lang saw a wide river. The river was dark yellow in color, and the water was flowing rapidly.
A group of people gathered by the river. It seemed that they were hesitating whether or not to cross the river, and how to do so.
Han Lang found Zhu Yanan in this group of people. It turned out that they were the group of noble children of aristocratic families. Presumably, they were the same as Jianjia, with some kind of navigation system that allowed them to calmly face all kinds of traps. Therefore, their speed was very fast, leaving the other teams far behind.
Zhu Yanan also saw Han Lang. His eyes lit up as he shouted at Han Lang, "Why are you alone? Where is Jianjia? "
Han Lang shook his head, indicating that he did not know where Jianjia was now. For more than ten hours, he had been running for his life. He had no chance to contact the others, and he was not willing to contact the others.
Zhu Yanan suddenly became angry and shouted, "You didn't kill Jianjia, did you!? When you left, you were clearly together, but now you are the only one left. How do you explain this!? "
Han Lang did not pay attention to him, because he did not want to explain at all.
However, Zhu Yanan clearly saw the hope of killing Han Lang when he was alone. He shouted at the young people around him who were also children of aristocratic families, trying his best to convince them that Han Lang was vicious. He originally had ulterior motives when he was together with Jianjia, and now he even killed Jianjia.
These children of aristocratic families had also seen Han Lang and Jianjia together, so they were full of doubts when Han Lang appeared alone. They surrounded him one after another, their eyes were not friendly.
"I think you need an explanation. Although we do not like Jianjia, she is still the daughter of Mr. Dew, and Mr. Dew is an elder we respect and has a good relationship with our family. If you really killed Jianjia, we will not let you live." One of the older warriors, wearing a very mighty silver battle suit, frowned and asked Han Lang.
"I did not kill Jianjia." Han Lang said.
"Where is she?"
"I don't know."
"Hmph, isn't it too easy to say that you don't know? I feel like you're just brushing us off. "
"You can think whatever you want. I don't have the time to waste on you."
"You must have it. Come, brothers, take him down! If Jianjia is safe, we will naturally let you go, but if anything happens to Jianjia, I will personally call you to Mister Dew. "
This man in a silver battle suit was obviously the leader of this group of young masters. Generally speaking, his mind was still clear. Although he didn't believe that Han Lang killed Jianjia, he felt that Han Lang was indeed very suspicious. In any case, it was not wrong to detain him first.
Rumble!
In the distance, a black mountain collapsed with a loud bang. Destroying a mountain with a single hand, there was no doubt that the group of executioners were approaching.
Han Lang suddenly smiled and said, "Alright, I'm your captive now. I'll go with you."
No one understood why Han Lang had suddenly become so obedient. Lu Yao also did not understand. He shouted in Han Lang's mind, "Han Lang, run! What are you waiting for!? The executioners have already caught up! "
Han Lang also replied in his spiritual consciousness, "Run? Where else can I run to? If I have to die today, I want to die with a little dignity and not in such a sorry state. "
Lu Yao was startled and did not say anything.
He knew very well that the executioners were strong enemies that Han Lang could not defeat. Although Han Lang had the rare darkness extinction, the genebeast army, and many small tricks, these were not enough to support Han Lang's survival. After all, it was a team of executioners, the strongest elites of the Myriad Devil Group.
The young man in the silver battle suit was also startled. He waved his hand and said with a little disgust, "Tie him up. Also, two more people go and see what's going on with that mountain. Who's doing it over there? "
Han Lang shook his head and said lightly, "There's no need to tie me up. There are so many of you, and each of you is an expert. Are you afraid that I'll run away?"
The group of aristocratic children felt that it was also true. They were all descendants of famous families and disciples of famous teachers. They had pride in their hearts. If they let Han Lang run away with so many people, it would be really embarrassing.
Han Lang looked behind him and said, "There's no need to scout over there. I know what kind of people they are."
"Who?"
"The Myriad Devil Group's execution team."
Whoosh ~
After Han Lang said this, he saw that the group of aristocratic children's faces had all turned pale. Presumably, they had also heard of the notorious reputation of the Myriad Devil Group's execution team.
When Han Lang saw Zhu Yanan, his legs were trembling non-stop. His face was covered in cold sweat, and he looked like a coward.
In fact, among this group of aristocratic children, except for a few, the others were not much better than Zhu Yanan. It was true that those of noble birth could obtain more resources and grow easier, but at the same time, those of noble birth often cherished their lives more. As for Han Lang, who came from a grassroots background, he was relatively indifferent to life and death, because he understood that people would always die.
"Roy, use your family's eye technique to see who those people are!" The young man in the silver battle suit said with the demeanor of a general.
Very quickly, the golden-haired Roy said in a gloomy voice, "It is indeed the enemy of the Myriad Devil Group. Their killing intent is very strong, and it is very likely that they are the execution team."
When Zhu Yanan heard this, she suddenly lost control of her emotions. She grabbed Han Lang and said hysterically, "Damn Han Lang! What did you do? How did you attract the execution team of the Myriad Devil Group!? Do you know that people are going to die? "
Han Lang said coldly, "Now that things have come to this point, is it still important how these enemies came?"
The young man in the silver battle suit was suddenly startled, and said in a deep voice, "You are right, how the enemies came is not important, the important thing is that they are all enemies!"
"Brothers, prepare for battle!"
Zhu Yanan seemed to have no awareness of fighting, and continued to grab Han Lang and shouted, "It's you! You are the one who attracted the execution team, causing Jianjia to be killed, isn't it!? You damned jinx! "
Swish ~
Han Lang suddenly turned his wrist, and very cleverly pushed Zhu Yanan away, and said coldly, "Coward, you better stay away from me. Jianjia is not dead, I lured the execution team away, and Jianjia and the others have retreated from another direction."
Many people had a mocking look on their faces. Zhu Yanan was indeed very embarrassed today, and was not worthy of his identity as a member of an aristocratic family, especially the young man in the silver battle suit, who fiercely spat on the ground. Obviously, he looked down on Zhu Yanan.
"My name is Carmen." The young man in the silver battle suit extended his hand to Han Lang.
"Han Lang, the wandering wave." Han Lang smiled slightly, and his own hand shook with Carmen.
Although they were afraid, these aristocratic family members still stood firm. Perhaps it was because of the education they received since childhood, so they could not give up their dignity.
"Very good! These young people are all very good, if you can work together, maybe you can delay a little time. "Lu Yao said in Han Lang's mind.
Han Lang could only smile bitterly. Most of these people had reached the wargod level, and they were also the disciples of famous teachers. Even so, Lu Yao thought that they could only play the role of delaying time, which showed how terrifying the so-called execution team was.
Actually, among these people, the one who was the least afraid was Han Lang, because before today, Han Lang did not even know what the execution team was. The so-called ignorant have no fear, this was the logic.
And these aristocratic family members had obviously heard a lot of horror stories about the execution team, so they were already afraid before they even saw the shadow of the enemy.
Finally, the enemy arrived on the yellow sand. It was a group of strangely dressed people. They were generally tall, wearing black hard armor, black cloaks, and colorful masks. Not a single part of their body was exposed, like a group of robots.
What was more special was their weapons. All of them were huge, straight-edged guillotines that were wrapped in black animal skins. They were either carried on their shoulders or carried on their backs. Each of them was more than three meters long and half a meter wide, just like a door plank.
Also, their masks belonged to different animals, such as apes, pythons, bears, leopards, etc.
The cold killing intent was like a cold wind, instantly piercing through everyone's body. Before the battle even started, Han Lang already felt his muscles twitch and pain. He had to forcefully straighten his chest to prevent his head from drooping down. This was a killing intent that forced others to submit, as if in their eyes, Han Lang and these aristocratic family members were just little chicks waiting to be strangled to death.
The distance was getting closer and closer. The execution team carried large blades, emitting killing intent, and expressionless as they walked forward step by step.
Han Lang could clearly see that everyone around him, including Carmen, were twitching nervously.
"Black cloak, beast mask, ghost head guillotine, silent sky kill! It can't be wrong, it's the beast face execution team under the Thousand Demon Corporation! "
"Dammit, it really is them!"
A few relatively brave aristocratic family young masters mumbled. Carmen, on the other hand, continued to remain silent, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
"I don't want to die! I still want to inherit the family business! "
Zhu Yanan was the first to turn around and escape. His escape caused a chain reaction, and more and more people rushed towards the river behind them, not caring if there were any terrifying traps in the river. Perhaps in their eyes, no matter how terrifying the traps were, they would still be stronger than the Thousand Demon Corporation's execution team.
"All of you, come back!" Carmen was flustered and exasperated. "Even if we die, we can't bring shame to our family!"
Zhu Yanan ran as fast as he could, replying, "So what if we lose face? Living is more important! "
Carmen and a few others who had some courage went to pull their fleeing brothers. As they pulled and pulled, they too disappeared into the rushing river. In the blink of an eye, Han Lang was the only one left on the scene.
"As expected, if it's not our brothers, then we can't rely on them," Han Lang said with a bitter smile.
It wasn't that Han Lang didn't want to run, but his rationality told him that he couldn't run. If he continued to run, he would only be in an even more sorry state, and he would lose the last bit of dignity he had left.
Despite his fear, Han Lang still decided to face it.
He slowly pulled out the Star Binding Python from the Moon Scar, and the Three Blade Blade's edge pointed downwards.
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