Looking at the various forces that had come here, Ye Han’s cold gaze swept past them one by one, the eight great schools of ancient martial arts had reunited again. Although the line-up this time was not as strong as last time, these five schools together had more than two hundred people, and together with Shaolin, Wudang and the Wuyue Sword School, these eight schools had more than three hundred experts.
This does not even include the group of experts that Chu Xuangi has and the Northeast Tigers.
Ye Han’s side, on the other hand, was only a little over a hundred people, and neither their numbers, nor the number of top experts could match them.
Looking at this kind of formation, a sense of powerlessness rose from Ye Han’s heart. He had racked his brains to design the power to exterminate the five major sects such as Wing Chun that came to Central China, but in the end, these five sects came back with a vengeance, this was the bottom line, the powerful bottom line of the ancient martial arts sects.
But Ye Han, he did not have this kind of heritage, exterminating his people, then he would really be powerless to return to heaven.
A line-up of over three hundred people, all of them experts, a terrifying aura filled the space between heaven and earth, a terrifying force that was not human.
“No wonder you dare to be so rampant, it turns out that in addition to the Compulsion Clan and the Corpse Catcher Clan behind you, there are also experts like the Old Master of the Taiyuan Chen Clan and the Southern Fist Huang Wanqin to help you.” At this moment, the Vice Sect Leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect swept his gaze indifferently behind Ye Han, a heavenly sword Qi blossomed out from his body, and the gazes of several other experts from other powers also fell on Taiyuan Chen and Huang Wanjian, these two were experts, no weaker than them.
Upon hearing this, Chen Tai Gong arched his hand towards the Five Yue Sword School and said; “Everyone, you are famous sects, ruling the righteous path and respected by people, coming from afar was originally a guest, but joining hands to bully a young man, isn’t this a bit too thick and shameless?”
“Old Master Chen, don’t you still know what kind of virtues the ancient martial sects have? A group of hypocrites who deceive the world, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are the embodiment of justice, but in my Huang Wanqin’s eyes, they are not worthy of having the status of a martial artist at all.” Huang Wanqin’s gaze was cold as he looked at the crowd of ancient martial sects, with a strong hatred hidden in his eyes. Especially when he looked at the group of vultures from Shaolin Temple, the hatred in his eyes was even stronger.
“Amitabha Buddha, Master Huang, your words are too intense, we are not here to kill, as long as Master Ye surrenders the Sacred Beast, my Shaolin is willing to protect him.” The senior monk of Shaolin Temple said calmly, while saying that he was also chanting incomprehensible scriptures, that hypocritical and pretentious appearance made Ye Han couldn’t help but sneer, this group of deceitful people of ancient martial sects, he had already seen them before, even if they were saying nice things, they were just covering up their hypocritical hearts.
“Master Hui Silence, what’s the point of talking so much nonsense with him? Kill him and then we can discuss the Sacred Beast.” At this moment, an incomparably cold voice spat out coldly from the mouth of the northern meditation longbow.
“Ye Han, today I will see where you can still escape to? Hand over the Sacred Beast and I’ll leave your body whole.” The Northeast Tiger’s eyes were cold as he looked at Ye Han, he spoke as if he was a bone-chilling glacier, a frightening force was released, the Northeast Tiger had already strolled towards Ye Han with his men, having been shaded by Ye Han once in Xijiang, right now, apart from wanting to obtain the Holy Beast, he was ruthlessly going to ravage Ye Han to vent his hatred.
“Ye Han, hand over the Sacred Beast ……”
In an instant, all the great sects of the Ancient Martial World, Chu Xuanji, North Meditation Longbow, Northwest Wolf and the others strolled out, a terrifying pressure enveloping them as they walked past, causing the aura in this heaven and earth to become even more terrifying.
“Master Zhuang, what should we do next?” Looking at the forces from all sides pressing towards Ye Han, one of the people under Murong Hetu’s hand said in a deep voice.
At those words, the hostility in Murong Hetu’s eyes was monstrous; “Today, the priority is to kill Ye Han, the Sacred Beast cannot be preserved even if we get it, instead we will become a target, he destroyed my Murong Villa and crippled my son, I want to get it back from him ten times a hundred times over.”
“Yes, Master Zhuang.”
Murong Hetu’s hatred for Ye Han was stronger than anyone else’s here, the forces he had worked so hard to build up were now mostly wiped out by Ye Han, if he hadn’t brought all the Death Generals to East China, he would have become a bare commander like Huo Tianzun, more importantly Ye Han had extinguished his hopes, extinguished the Murong Family’s future hopes, Murong Tian had become a cripple and would never be able to move his martial arts in his life, Murong Tian was crippled, his The future of the Murong family was also completely destroyed.
Looking at all the forces pressing in, feeling the invisible terrifying pressure in the air, Ye Han and the others’ faces sank like water, handing over the holy beast was naturally impossible, if they wanted to hand it over Ye Han would have handed it over long ago, why make such a big fuss.
“A group of despicable villains, under the guise of justice, doing deceitful deeds, wanting me to hand over the holy beast, you are dreaming, you want to fight, I, Ye Han, will accompany you to the end today, everyone, meet the battle!”
Ye Han held the Dragon Spring Sword and pointed it at the sky, a matchless sword dao aura blossomed out from his body, the next moment, the experts of the Compulsion Clan and the Corpse Catcher Clan took a step forward, the eyes of the Grand Elder of the Compulsion Clan, Chen Tai Gong, Huang Wan Jin and other experts had locked onto Master Hui Silence of the Shaolin Temple, the Vice Master of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and a Daoist Master of the Wudang Sect, the strength of this Daoist Master was also unfathomable, compared to even the Heavenly Rainbow Daoist Master who appeared in the Ghost Market powerful.
Both sides stared at each other in anger, endless auras intertwined in this sky, and this asymmetrical battle was about to break out.
“Hehe, I didn’t expect this place to be so lively, I’ll come and join in the fun everyone shouldn’t mind, right?” Just then, a light laugh pa*sed out in the void, and then, a human figure swept inside the mountain, the aura on this group of people was equally powerful, and their appearance attracted the attention of the crowd at first.
“Martial Hall!”
Looking at this group of people that appeared inside the mountain manor, the eyes of the major powers faintly stared down.
Ye Han’s gaze also fell on this group of people, and his eyes were complicated because the person leading the group was Situ Zhentian, who had brought the offerings of the Martial Hall here to confront him.
As the two men looked at each other, a complex look flashed across Situ Zhentian’s eyes as well, and he looked at Ye Han and said; “Ye Han, leave it to me, you know, we shouldn’t turn against each other in this way.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Han shook his head and said; “Situ, you know that I will not hand it over.”
Hearing Ye Han’s words, a long sigh came out of Situ Zhentian’s mouth, and then, he shut his mouth and said nothing, and the entire atmosphere was silent.
Roar!
Suddenly, a sound like the roar of a dragon and a tiger came out from inside the mountain manor, resounding throughout the sky, hearing this movement, a gaze immediately looked inside the mountain manor, under their gaze, a white light flew out from inside the mountain manor, sweeping up into the sky, the snow-white wings unfolded, pounding the void, a pressure like a beast king also enveloped the entire heaven and earth at this time.
“Holy Beast, it really is the Holy Beast White Tiger!”
Seeing this huge figure appear, everyone’s eyes instantly became surprised and greedy, the allure of the Holy Beast White Tiger was too powerful for them.
“The White Tiger of the Sacred Beast, how many people have seen it in a thousand years, you are fortunate today!” Suddenly, a voice came from far and near, fluttering and spreading out, and the next moment, an old man with a white face and long black hair appeared, and his appearance moved everyone inside the mountain villa, for he was the Old God, Huangfu Qitian!
