"Yes, do it quickly!" All the hairs on the emperor's neck stood up, and death and fear had enveloped him.

No matter who you want to kill, you can save yourself. Of course, the emperor is willing to do it.

What's more, Han Zhen is a foreigner.

There was silence all around.

Although everyone knows that this is not appropriate, only in this way can we save the emperor.

However, some people still bow their heads and do not want to see this scene.

Tan Yongqi was very angry, "Lord, how can you do that?"

Even though Tan Yongqi is grateful and afraid of the emperor, Han Zhen is a hero in Tan Yongqi's heart. However, he is betrayed in this way, which is unacceptable to tan Yongqi.

Han Zhen looked at them scornfully.

In fact, Han Zhen didn't feel bad about them even though he fought several times in Nihong and even if Sanpu won and attacked many times.

Because the two sides are not in the same camp, it is natural that they are in a dilemma. Han Zhen doesn't blame them.

But since we know that the blood clan is a different race, we are willing to be its forerunner and betray the human race.

Han Zhen should be despised.

"With you?" Han Zhen shook his head.

"Not bad!" Miura Sheng's face was worried, "if you don't want to, then I'll do it first!"

"You don't deserve to fight me?" Han Zhen gives Miura a scornful look.

There is no saying that only death can end the war between the human race and the alien race.

Sanpu Sheng was stung by this sight, and his anger rose abruptly. He angrily scolded: "your life is not worthy of comparison with the emperor. At this time, you should exchange your life for the emperor's life."

There are many masters of martial arts, but there is only one emperor. What Miura said is naturally reasonable.

"The emperor's life is nothing to do with me!" Han Zhen hey ran sneer, he really gas operation, divine sense swing, Huoran a flashing light, appear in front of Han Zhen.

The light was only a few inches long, and the light flowed on it like a divine light, making it impossible to watch Zhou Xiang.

Tianhe flying sword.

Han Zhen has been warming the life of the flying sword, and now again appear in front of everyone.

"Stop it Miura was shocked.

Han Zhen's flying sword is powerful, but the strange degree of golden bat, as long as he is not killed, the emperor will lose his life.

It is impossible to kill golden bat by its blood differentiation ability.

Golden bat see Han Zhen this move has extraordinary, light in more faint fatal breath.

But golden bats are naturally heterogeneous. How can they shrink back easily.

What's more, the golden bat can draw the breath of blood from the emperor.

At that time, the whole nation of Nihong would be the enemy of Han Zhen.

Hum!

The light of the flying sword suddenly flew to the golden bat.

Although proud, the golden bat did not wait to attack. It suddenly opened its mouth.

Extremely thin sound waves, layer upon layer to blow out, straight Bang flying sword light.

Although flying sword is fast, it can't match this sound wave for a moment.

Just just touched, all the light of Feijian was trembling. Obviously, the golden bat got it.

Han Zhen's eyes flashed.

Buzz, buzz!

In an instant, the light of flying sword was divided into countless rays.

Dense, light everywhere.

Tan Yongqi can not think of, the number of these lights, and Han Zhen said before the number of exactly the same.

This number is exactly the number of silk threads in the blood of golden bats.