"well!"

A sigh came from Daoist Yuxu's mouth. There are not many things in this world that can move him, but right now, his willingness to die for his brother has moved him. After living for so many years, such a He hasn't seen a few people yet, but now, he has seen a group.

Roar!

When Tianlongwei was willing to die for Ye Han, the holy beast White Tiger also left the crowd at this time, and its blood-red wings flapped violently, flapping the void, and its huge body flew towards Ye Han's position Come over, in the end, it knocked Murong Hetu and the others away with its huge body, landed in front of Ye Han and roared to the sky, its voice was desolate and terrifying, and there was a sparkle in its eyes as big as copper bells. Drops of water emerged.

The holy beast has a soul, it is not stupid, Ye Han suffered such a catastrophe because of it, the greed of the people around him towards it, the holy beast White Tiger can feel very clearly.

"Little guy, don't cry. If I bring you out of that place, I won't hand you over. My brother has already died a lot. Even if we die in battle, we can't cry." Ye Han stroked the little tiger With his lowered head and smiling eyes filled with tears, he said he couldn't cry, but he wept. Brothers died for him one by one, and their lives returned to hell, how could he be indifferent?

"Hmph, beast."

Murong Hetu snorted angrily. Just now he was knocked into the air by the little tiger, which made him lose the chance to kill Ye Han. So now, he came here again with one shot. This shot directly hit the little tiger's body. Murong Hetu Tu has no idea about the holy beast now, even if he got the holy beast, he would not be able to keep it, and the attack was ruthless to the bone.

There was a scream, which made everyone angry.

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

Sensing the icy gaze projected from around Da Zhan, Murong Hetu snorted coldly.

At this moment, Ye Han's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Hearing the little tiger's screams, he felt his heart was stabbed severely. If he touched the little tiger, he was touching his brother.

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

Ye Han stood up slowly, relying on a will, staring at Murong Hetu and the others with icy eyes, he raised his sword again, brother died for his life, he couldn't just fall down 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 shook its head in a humane way.

"Get out, if you don't get out, the result will be my death, and you will become a prisoner, get out, get away..." Ye Han kicked out with all his strength, knocking out the little tiger's huge body. Kicked and flew into the air.

Roar!

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

Who is it hating? Of course it wasn't Ye Han.

Once again nostalgic for the master who regarded him 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 run away!"

Seeing this, the people who were greedy for the little tiger were startled, and hurriedly chased after it. For 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 towards the void, and a golden light shot out from his hand, turning into a golden rope tens of meters long, wrapping around the little tiger in mid-air , was entangled by this golden rope, and with the strength of the little tiger, he couldn't break free at all, roaring crazily in mid-air.

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

The person who appeared with the golden rope was Jiu Kongzhi, who had never shown his face. He held the fairy rope tightly in one hand, and dragged the little tiger to the distance like he was leading a cow. Same.

"You despicable guy, you've got the best of your leisure." After seeing Jiu Kongzhi's actions, the people from the Guwu sect naturally rushed over, the holy beast, they all want to get it.

"Tie the fairy rope!"

Seeing this scene, Taoist Priest Yuxu's eyes froze, and he also flitted out of the void. This bundle of fairy ropes is their Taoist treasure, but it has disappeared for hundreds of years. Now that he sees it, he will naturally go to it. Take back.

At this moment, the entire villa is in complete chaos, fighting and chasing. JrNovels.com