God-level Perspective

Chapter 542 Ye Han is dead!

Tianlongwei's actions of rushing forward and flying like moths to the flames moved everyone who saw this scene!

What kind of charm does that young man have? Only then can these people be willing to die for him.

At this moment, the already red-eyed Chen brothers, Zhao Hengtian, Leng Wufei, Silly Ben, Sun Bumie, Zhou Lie and the four great Tianlong generals were rushing over, exchanging injuries for injuries. They were willing to die for Ye Han just now. They are the brothers who fight side by side with them. They have been in the underground world for more than half a year. They are brothers who rely on each other, and they are also family members who are like brothers and sisters.

But at this moment, their brothers and their family members were dead, and they fell into a pool of blood one by one, making no sound.

Now, all they can do is keep killing people to rescue Ye Han.

"well!"

A sigh came from the mouth of Taoist Yuxu. There were not many things in this world that could move him. However, he was moved by his willingness to die for his brothers. After living for so many years, he was moved by this. He hadn't seen a few people yet, but now, he saw a group.

Roar!

When Tianlongwei was willing to die for Ye Han, the holy beast White Tiger also broke away from the crowd at this time. Its wings that had turned into blood red suddenly flapped, flapping the void, and its huge body flew towards Ye Han's position. Come over, and finally, it used its huge body to knock away Murong Hetu and the others, and landed in front of Ye Han, roaring to the sky. The voice was filled with desolation and terrifying pressure, and there was a crystal clear look in its big copper bell eyes. Water droplets emerge.

The holy beast has a spirit and is not stupid. Ye Han suffered such a disaster because of it. The people around him were greedy for it. The white tiger of the holy beast felt it very clearly.

"Little guy, don't cry. When I take you out of that place, I won't hand you over. Many of my brothers have died. Even if they die in battle, we can't cry." Ye Han touched the little tiger. He lowered his head, and his smiling eyes were filled with tears. He said he couldn't cry, but he shed tears. One by one, his brothers died fighting for him, and their lives went to hell. How could he remain indifferent?

"Hmph, beast."

Murong Hetu snorted angrily. He was knocked away by the little tiger just now, which made him lose the chance to kill Ye Han, so now he shot at Ye Han again. This shot directly stabbed the little tiger's body. Murong Hetu Tu has no idea about the holy beast now. Even if he gets the holy beast, he can't keep it, and he will be ruthless to the core.

A scream made everyone angry.

"Murong Hetu, do you want to die?" They looked at Murong Hetu with extremely cold eyes. They came for the holy beast. If the holy beast died, wouldn't everything they did be in vain.

Feeling the cold gazes cast around Zhan Zhan, Murong Hetu snorted coldly.

At this moment, Ye Han's eyes were flashing with murderous intent. Listening to the screams of the little tiger, he felt that his heart was stabbed hard. If he touched the little tiger, he would be touching his brother.

"Go, don't come back, go as far away as possible."

Ye Han stood up slowly, relying on a will, and stared at Murong Hetu and others with cold eyes. He raised his sword again. His brother died for his life. He could not fall like this, as long as If there is still a chance, he must kill his enemies and avenge those brothers who are willing to die for him.

Hearing Ye Han's words, the little tiger let out a mournful cry, and his head swayed in a humane manner.

"Get out, if you don't get out, the result will be that I die and you become a prisoner. Get out, get away..." Ye Han used all his strength to kick out, knocking out the little tiger's huge body. The kick sent him flying into the air.

Roar!

The wailing sound still sounded in the air. The little tiger looked at the young man standing on the ground holding a sword. The body seemed to never bend down, and a hatred that everyone could feel was released from it.

Who does it hate? Of course it's not Ye Han.

Once again nostalgic for the master who regarded it as a brother, the little tiger flapped its two pairs of wings and flew towards the void in the distance.

"Where to go, stop the holy beast, don't let him escape!"

Seeing this, people who were greedy for the little tiger were frightened and hurriedly chased after it. Over the past thousands of years, the holy beast finally appeared once, how could they let it escape like this.

"Haha, the holy beast belongs to me!"

However, at this moment, a figure was seen flying into the void, and a golden light shot out from his hand, turning into a golden rope that was tens of meters long, and wrapped around the little tiger in the air. , was entangled by this golden rope, and with the strength of the little tiger, he was completely unable to break free, roaring crazily in mid-air.

"Beast, come with me, you belong to me."

The person who appeared with the golden rope was naturally Jiu Kongzhi, who had never shown up. He held the immortal rope tightly in one hand and dragged the little tiger away towards the distance, as if he was leading a cow. Same.

"Despicable guy, you succeeded in your leisure." After seeing Jiu Kongzhi's actions, the people from the Guwu sect naturally rushed over. Everyone wanted to get the holy beast.

"Tie the Immortal Rope!"

Seeing this scene, Taoist Priest Yuxu's eyes condensed, and he also flew out in the void. This bundle of immortal ropes is the treasure of their Taoist family, but it has disappeared for hundreds of years. Now that he sees it, he will naturally go there. Take back.

At this moment, the entire villa was in complete chaos, fighting and chasing.

However, Ye Han's battle has just begun. Next, he will either die or survive.

"Hmph, now I wonder who can save you?"

Murong Hetu looked at Ye Han and snorted. If Ye Han didn't die, he couldn't vent his hatred or feel at ease. Huo Tianzun was the same. They both wanted to see Ye Han die. Bei Qiufeng, Guipu and Ba Tuoku didn't leave either. Their mission wouldn't be over until Ye Han was killed.

"Murong Hetu, even if you kill me today, I will wait for you at the King of Hell. If I can't take revenge in this life, I will find you in the next life. Even if I go to hell and drink Meng Po soup, I won't forget it." Ye Han's blood-red eyes swept over Murong Hetu and the others one by one, as if he wanted to engrave their faces in his mind.

"Hmph, we'll send you to hell now!"

After that, the five people walked towards Ye Han in tacit understanding. The next moment, the earth-shaking attack enveloped Ye Han again. This time, no one could save Ye Han.

Buzz!

The stunning sword light suddenly flashed between heaven and earth. Ye Han used all his strength to swing the last sword. Even if he died, he would die in battle. The terrifying collision was like a raging wave. The attacks of the five masters smashed Ye Han's stunning sword light like a bamboo shoot. In the end, all the attacks of these five people fell on Ye Han.

Broke his bones and shattered his meridians. More importantly, Murong Hetu's shot had pierced Ye Han's heart and passed through his chest. No breath of life appeared on his body.

Ye Han is dead!

Watching the Overlord Spear in Murong Hetu's hand pass through Ye Han's chest, the soundless young man, the world seemed to be still at this moment. Ye Han was dead. All the people related to Ye Han, in addition to their amazing anger, a sense of sadness also permeated the world.