The actions of the Heavenly Dragon Guards, who had gone forward and backward, who had flung themselves to the flame, moved those who saw the scene!
What kind of charm did that young man possess? What kind of charm did that young man possess that made these people willing to die for him?
At this moment, the red-eyed Chen brothers, Zhao Hengtian, Leng Wufei, Foolish Ben, Sun Buwei, Zhou Lie and the Four Heavenly Dragon Generals were rushing to kill each other in a wound-for-wound manner.
But at this moment, their brothers, their families are dead, one by one, in a pool of blood, without a sound.
Now, all they could do was to keep killing to rescue Ye Han.
“Alas!”
A sigh came out of Daoist Master Yu Xu’s mouth, there were not many things that could move him in this world anymore, but right now this sentiment of being willing to die for his brothers moved him, after living for so many years, he had not seen a few people like this, but now, he saw a group of them.
Roar!
As the Heavenly Dragon Guards were willing to die for Ye Han, the Holy Beast White Tiger broke away from the crowd, its wings, which had turned blood-red, slapped the void, and its huge body flew towards Ye Han’s position, and finally, it used its huge body to knock away Murong Hetu and the others, landing in front of Ye Han and roaring to the sky. The voice was desolate and terrifying, and there were crystal droplets of water in the big eyes of the bell.
Ye Han had suffered such a great disaster for him, and the greed of the people around him was felt very clearly by the Holy Beast White Tiger.
“Little one, don’t cry, I brought you out of that place, so I won’t hand you over, many of my brothers have already died, even if we die in battle, we can’t cry.” Ye Han stroked the little tiger’s lowered head, tears overflowed in those smiling eyes, saying that he couldn’t cry, yet he shed tears, his brothers had died one by one in battle for him, their lives had returned to the yellow spring, how could he be indifferent?
“Humph, beast.”
Murong Hetu snorted angrily, just now he was knocked away by the little tiger, making him lose the chance to kill Ye Han, so now, once again, a fierce shot came, this shot stabbed directly on top of the little tiger’s body, Murong Hetu had nothing in mind for the holy beast now, even if he got it, he couldn’t keep it, and his hand was ruthless to the bone.
A scream of misery caused everyone to become enraged.
“Murong Hetu, do you want to die?” An incomparably cold gaze looked at Murong Hetu, they had come for the Holy Beast, if the Holy Beast died, wouldn’t everything they had done be in vain.
Feeling the icy gazes projected around the Great War, Murong Hetu snorted coldly.
At this moment, Ye Han’s eyes flickered with a monstrous murderous intent, listening to the little tiger’s miserable screams, he felt his heart being stabbed fiercely, to move the little tiger was to move his brother.
“Go, don’t come back, go as far away as possible.”
Ye Han slowly stood up, leaning on a wave of will, his cold gaze gazing at Murong Hetu and the others, his sword, raised once again, his brothers returned to the Yellow Springs for his life, he could not just fall down, as long as there was still a chance, he had to kill his enemies with his hands, to avenge those brothers who were willing to die for him.
Hearing Ye Han’s words, the little tiger gave a sad cry, and that head actually swayed humanely.
“Get lost, if you don’t get lost, that result will be me dying and you, becoming a prisoner, get lost, get far away ……” Ye Han used all his strength to kick out, sending the huge body of the little tiger flying into mid-air.
Roar!
The sad sound still resounded in mid-air, the little tiger looked at the youth on the ground who was standing with a sword, the body seemed like it would never bend, a wave of hatred that everyone could feel was released from its body.
Who was it hating? Naturally it was not Ye Han.
Remaining once more with the master who had treated it like a brother, the little tiger’s two pairs of wings flapped and it flew off towards the distant void.
“Where to go, stop the holy beast, don’t let him get away!”
Seeing this, the hearts of those who had greed for the little tiger were startled and hurriedly went after it, for thousands of years, the holy beast had only appeared once in a while, how could they let it escape like this.
“Haha, the holy beast belongs to me!”
However, at that moment, only a human figure swept into the void, a golden light shot out from his hand, turning into a golden rope tens of metres long, wrapping around the little tiger in mid-air in a circle, entangled by this golden rope, with the little tiger’s strength, it could not break free at all, roaring madly in mid-air.
“Beast, come with me, you belong to me now.”
The person who appeared with the golden rope was naturally Hatakongzhi, who had never shown himself, and he was holding the immortal binding rope in one hand, tugging the little tiger towards the distance with a deadly grip, that looked as if he was leading a cow.
“Despicable fellow, you leisurely get your way.” After seeing Hatakongzhi’s action, the people from the ancient martial sect naturally rushed over, the holy beast, they all wanted it.
“Binding Immortal Rope!”
After seeing this scene, Daoist Master Yu Xu’s eyes stared before he also swept out in the void, this Immortal Binding Rope was a treasure of their Daoist family, only that it had disappeared for hundreds of years, now that he saw it, he naturally had to go and get it back.
At this moment, inside the entire mountain villa, there was already complete chaos, fighting, chasing, chasing.
But the battle that belonged to Ye Han had only just begun at this moment, and next, it was either die or survive.
“Humph, now I see who else can save you?”
Murong Hetu grunted as he looked at Ye Han, he could not vent his hatred or feel at ease until Ye Han died, the same was true of Huo Tianzun, both of them wanted to see Ye Han die, neither did Bei Qiufeng and Ghost Servant and Battou Bitter leave, their mission was not over until they had killed Ye Han.
“Murong Hetu, even if you kill me today, I will still be waiting for you in Hades, if I cannot take revenge in this life, I will still go to you in the next life, even if I go to hell and drink Meng Po soup I will not forget.” Ye Han’s blood-red gaze swept past Murong Hetu’s body one by one, as if he was trying to carve their appearance into his mind.
“Hmph, we’ll send you to hell now!”
Saying that, the five men strolled towards Ye Han with great tacit understanding, and in the next instant, a shocking attack once again enveloped Ye Han, and this time, no one could protect Ye Han.
Buzz!
The terrifying clash was like a huge wave, the attacks of the five masters shattered Ye Han’s stunning sword aura like a broken bamboo.
They shattered his bones, shattered his meridians, and more importantly, Murong Hetu’s spear had pierced Ye Han’s heart, pa*sing through his chest, and no breath of life emerged from his body.
Ye Han was dead!
Looking at the overbearing spear in Murong Hetu’s hand pa*sing through Ye Han’s chest, the soundless youth, the heaven and earth, it was as if it had stood still at this moment, Ye Han was dead, all those who were related to Ye Han, besides their astonishing anger, a wave of sadness was also pervading the heaven and earth.
