Chapter 542

Tianlongwei's successive moths put to the fire moved everyone who saw this scene!

What kind of charm does that young man have? To make these people willing to die for him.

At the moment, the already red eyed Chen brothers, Zhao Hengtian, Leng wufei, silly Ben, sun bumie, Zhou lie and the four Tianlong generals are rushing over in the way of injury for injury. The people who were willing to die for ye Han just now are brothers who fought side by side with them. In the underground world for more than half a year, they are brothers who rely on each other and family members like brothers and sisters.

But at the moment, their brothers and their families died and fell into a pool of blood one by one.

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

"Alas!"

A sigh came from Taoist Yu Xu's mouth. There were not many things that could move him in the world. However, he was moved by his willingness to die for his brother. He hasn't seen many such people for so many years, but now he has seen a group of people.

Roar!

When tianlongwei was willing to die for ye Han, the holy beast white tiger also broke away from the crowd. Its blood red wings suddenly slapped the void, and its huge body flew towards Ye Han's position. Finally, it bumped Murong Hetu and others with its huge body, and fell in front of Ye Han and roared up to the sky. The voice was desolate and terrible, There are crystal drops in Tongling's big eyes.

The holy beast has a spirit. It's not stupid. Ye Han suffered such a great disaster for it. The people around him are greedy for it. The holy beast white tiger feels very clearly.

"Don't cry, little fellow. If I take you out of that place, I won't hand you over. My brother has died a lot. Even if he died in the war, we can't cry." Ye Han touched the little tiger's low head. His smiling eyes were full of tears and said he couldn't cry, but he shed tears. How can he be indifferent to his brothers' death in the war for him?

"Hum, beast."

Murong Hetu snorted angrily. Just now he was hit by a little tiger and lost his chance to kill Ye Han. Therefore, he shot again. This shot directly stabbed the little tiger's body. Murong Hetu now has no idea about the holy beast. Even if he gets the holy beast, he can't keep it, and he is cruel to his bones.

The scream made everyone angry.

"Murong River map, do you want to die?" they looked at the Murong River map with cold eyes. They came for the holy beast. If the holy beast died, everything they did would be in vain.

Murong Hetu snorted coldly when he felt the cold eyes projected around the war.

At the moment, ye Han's eyes glittered with a monstrous killing machine. Listening to the scream of the little tiger, he felt that his heart was stabbed hard. Moving the little tiger was moving his brother.

"Go, don't come back. The farther you go, the better."

Ye Han slowly stood up and looked at Murong Hetu and others with a will and cold eyes. His sword was raised again. His brother returned to the yellow spring for his life. He couldn't fall down like this. As long as he had a chance, he had to blade his enemies and avenge those brothers who were willing to die for him.

Hearing Ye Han's words, the little tiger moaned, and the head swayed humanized.

"Roll, don't roll, the result is that I die, and you, become a prisoner, roll, roll far..." Ye Han kicked out with all his strength, kicking the little tiger's huge body into the air.

Roar!

The sound of mourning still sounded in the air. The little tiger looked at the young man standing with a sword on the ground. His body seemed to be a youth who would never bend down. A hatred that everyone could feel was released from him.

Who does it hate? Nature is not ye Han.

Once again, I missed the owner who regarded it as a brother. One of the two pairs of wings of the little tiger flew towards the void in the distance.

"Where to go? Stop the holy beast. Don't let him run away!"

Seeing here, people who are greedy for the little tiger were surprised and hurried to catch up. For thousands of years, the holy beast only appeared once. How can they let it escape like this.

"Ha ha, the holy beast belongs to me!"

However, just then, a human figure swept into the void. A golden light in his hand flew out and turned into a golden rope that was tens of meters long. It was wrapped around the little tiger in mid air. It was wrapped by the golden rope. With the strength of the little tiger, he couldn't get rid of it. He roared wildly in mid air.

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

The man who appeared with the golden rope was naturally the dove kongzhi who had never appeared. He held the fairy rope tightly in one hand and dragged the little tiger away to the distance. It was like pulling a cow.

"Despicable fellow, you succeed in leisure." after seeing the action of Jiu konzhi, the people of guwu sect naturally rushed over. Holy beast, they all want it.

"Bundle fairy rope!"

Seeing this scene, Taoist Yu Xu's eyes coagulated, and he also swept out in the void. This bundle of fairy rope is their Taoist treasure, but it has disappeared for hundreds of years. Now he sees it, he naturally wants to get it back.

At the moment, the whole villa is in complete chaos, fighting and chasing.

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

"Hum, now I see who else can keep you?"

Murong Hetu looked at Ye Han and snorted. Ye Han didn't die. He couldn't vent his hatred or be at ease. Huo Tianzun was the same. They both wanted to see ye Han die. Beiqiufeng, ghost servant and batuoku didn't leave. Their task was not over until they killed Ye Han.

"Murong River map, even if you kill me today, I will be waiting for you at the Lord of hell. I can't revenge in this life. I will find you in the afterlife. Even if I go to hell and drink Mengpo soup, I won't forget." Ye Han's blood red eyes swept over them one by one, as if he wanted to engrave their faces in his mind.

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

After that, the five people walked towards Ye Han like a tacit understanding. The next moment, the earth shaking attack enveloped Ye Han again. This time, no one can keep Ye Han.

Buzz!

The startling sword suddenly flickered between heaven and earth. Ye Han used all his strength to wield the last sword. Even if he died, he would die in battle. The terrible collision was like a towering wave. The attack of the five experts smashed Ye Han's startling sword. Finally, all the attacks of the five people fell on Ye Han.

It broke his bones and shattered his meridians. More importantly, the shot of Murong Hetu had pierced Ye Han's heart and chest, and there was no breath of life on him.

Ye Han is dead!

Looking at the overlord gun in Murong Hetu's hand passing through Ye Han's chest, the silent young man, heaven and earth, seemed to be static at this moment. Ye Han died. All the people related to Ye Han, in addition to their amazing anger, a wave of sadness also filled the world.