Han Ye saw that Yang Million was suddenly hit hard, and at first he thought that he had encountered a surprise attack by the tomb guarding battle spirit, but when he was frightened, he suddenly heard Yang Youqin shouting, and then he knew that the sneak attacker was not the tomb guarding battle spirit, but someone else.

He understood the arrangement of the Blood Worship Sect Master in an instant, and he couldn't help but admire his insidious old spiciness, whether it was the location of the ambush or the timing of the attack, it was impeccable.

But at the same time, there was a raging anger in his heart.

They were born and died, and it was not easy to get the Soul Exorcism Sword, and the Blood Worship Sect Master actually wanted to pick peaches so easily?

There are no doors!

Han Ye kept his face calm, stretched his body, and threw himself towards the Soul Exorcism Sword with all his strength.

He didn't really need this Soul Exorcism Sword, but he couldn't afford to be a Blood Worshipper Sect Master.

Otherwise, they don't have to continue to explore this ancient tomb, and they can go home directly.

The Blood Worship Sect Master has been lurking around for a long time, every move, every move, every move, has been brewing repeatedly in his mind, and there is no superfluity.

As soon as he made a move, he was furious and thunderous, instantly hitting Yang Million, and originally thought that the Soul Exorcism Sword would also be captured by him as he planned.

Unexpectedly, Yang Youqin's reaction was much faster than he expected, and he actually threw the soul exorcism sword out!

As soon as the Blood Worship Sect Master caught it in vain, he snorted angrily, turned his palm, and slapped Yang Youqin on the shoulder, pouring out all his anger on Yang Youqin.

Although Yang Youqin was a third-order master, how could he withstand the angry palm of the Blood Worship Sect Master.

"Kara" His shoulder blades shattered instantly, and the crisp cracking sound could be clearly heard in the silent corridor of the ancient tomb.

Yang Youqin let out a painful sigh, staggered back five or six meters away, and fell to the ground with his head on his shoulders.

The Blood Worship Sect Master injured two people in a row, but his body did not stop, and he continued to chase after the Soul Exorcist Sword.

At this time, the members of the military advance team all reacted, shouting in anger and anger, and rushed to the Blood Worship Sect Master, trying to stop him.

One of the team members reflexively picked up the gun, and a shuttle of bullets swept towards the Blood Cult Master.

The Blood Worship Sect Master's body was slightly on the side of the air, and he dodged it, and the bullet hit the wall of the corridor, bounced back, and the sparks flew straight out.

The Blood Worship Sect Master grabbed a few rebounding bullets in his hand, and then flicked at the team member, "poof" a few times, and several transparent blood holes instantly appeared on the team member's body.

The team member threw his head back and fell backwards, blood gushing out of the blood hole, obviously not alive.

Seeing their companions killed, the others became even more angry, as if adding fuel to the fire.

The only two remaining Grandmasters in the advance team, silent, like tigers out of the cage, jumped into the air, punched out four in unison, and the temples of the condescending worship Blood Sect Master slammed over.

The others roared loudly, attacking the Blood Worship Master's face and chest and abdomen from all directions.

The last person even rolled on the spot, rolled to the feet of the Blood Worship Sect Master, and then screamed as hard as he could, opened his arms and pounced, hugged the Blood Worship Sect Master's legs, and refused to let go.

He had completely risked his life, knowing that it was almost impossible to survive doing so, but in order to control the actions of the Blood Worship Sect Master, in order to avenge his comrades, he had to do so.

Under the attack of so many military masters, it is absolutely certain that others will die.

But after all, the Blood Worship Sect Master is a powerhouse who has been famous for decades, an innate grandmaster, and his strength is much higher than these people.

He smiled coldly, lifted his left leg up, and got out of the control of the player on the ground, and then stomped on the back of the team member

The spine of the team member was crushed in an instant, and even half of the bones in his back were broken!

He let out a painful cry, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, tilting his head, and dying at the feet of the Blood Worship Sect Master.

Taking advantage of this stampede, his figure flashed back quickly, retreated a few meters away, opened a certain distance, and the attacks that attacked him from all directions were all missed in an instant.

The grief and indignation of the advance team members almost exhausted their strength, originally thinking that even if they couldn't kill the Blood Worship Sect Master, they could at least inflict heavy damage on him.

But who would have thought that the other party would be so powerful, and under such a tight attack, he would be able to easily get out and dodge.

All their strength struck the void, and just as they felt their qi and blood churning, and their bodies were unwell, the retreating figure of the Blood Worship Sect Master slammed into the air, and then rushed forward at an incredible speed that was even faster than before!

The timing of the Blood Worship Sect Master's counterattack was just right, and it was wonderful to the peak, it was when everyone's old strength was not exhausted and the new power was not born, so that everyone had no way to defend at all.

Everyone only felt a powerful and overwhelming energy rushing straight towards them, like a speeding freight train, slamming into their bodies.

With a "boom", everyone was hit by this huge force and flew out in all directions, hitting the walls on both sides of the corridor, and then bounced back and fell to the ground, vomiting blood and moaning.

The Blood Worship Master ignored the wounded and continued to lunge forward.

His first goal is the Soul Exorcist Sword, and when he grabs the Soul Exorcist Sword, it will not be too late to come back and clean up these military personnel.

It's just that his wishful thinking fell through.

He kept his hand in front of him, and held the soul exorcist sword firmly in his hand.

Although the military masters failed to defeat him, they slowed him down and created opportunities for others to capture the sword.

The Blood Worship Sect Master stared at the young man on the opposite side who was snatching love with a sword, and fire almost erupted from his eyes.

Han Ye!

It's this Han Ye again, come over and ruin his good deeds!

Why does this stinky boy named Han Ye rush out and intervene at every critical moment? And every time he can succeed?

"Give me back the sword!"

Under the anger of the Blood Worship Sect Master, he raised his head and let out a sharp roar, and rushed towards Han Ye.

The huge sound shook the dust on the top of the road.

No matter what, he had to snatch the Soul Exorcism Sword in his hand today, and no matter what, he would put Han Ye to death today!

As soon as Han Ye saw the Blood Worship Sect Master rushing towards him, he clutched the Soul Exorcism Sword tightly and turned around and ran.

He knew that the most important target of the Blood Worship Sect Master was the Soul Exorcism Sword in his hand.

The farther he ran, the safer those advance team members became.

Otherwise, once the Blood Worship Sect Master obtains the Soul Exorcism Sword early, it will be the end of all of them!

Han Ye calmly and swiftly rushed towards the depths of the ancient tomb.

He knew that in the depths of the tomb, there were powerful and terrifying ancient war spirits roaming and patrolling, and there were also mysterious and mysterious traps placed everywhere, and he was likely to collide with them.

But now he had no choice but to gamble his luck to see if he didn't deserve to die today.