The call is over.

Ye Han was like a blood-stained sculpture, standing still in place, exuding uncontrollable hatred and anger all over his body.

Lin Wu was someone close to him, and he had already seen some clues, so he didn't kill the killer at the first time.

I wanted to listen to his explanation afterwards and then make a decision.

But—

This damn mysterious man, I must let you die without a place to bury!

Ye Han roared silently, and the air was filled with a tyrannical aura.

This time.

A huge pouring of energy poured down.

In an instant, the entire antique house was on fire.

Outside the house, a group of well-prepared armed forces appeared at some point.

"The third squad, already on target. ”

The team leader is reporting to his superiors.

"Very good, fire suppresses the target, don't lose his tracks!"

"Roger!"

The leader of the team replied loudly, and at the same time, issued an order, and one by one the elites of the Holy Dragon Society were waiting for each other, and the machine gun in his hand spat out tongues of fire, bombarding the figure in the sea of fire.

Meanwhile.

In a manor full of spring in Tianhe City.

A kind old butler hung up the phone, and walked behind a man without hurry.

"Young master, there was news from the front line just now, saying that Ye Han had been discovered. ”

In the garden, on the pure white seat, there is an elegant beautiful young man sipping black tea, he is well-dressed, snow-white suit, clean and dusty.

"Where?"

The boy put down the fine porcelain teacup.

The old housekeeper raised his eyes and said, "At present, it is still in the southeast of Tianhe City. ”

The pure white boy got up and said, "How long is it until lunch?"

"Exactly ten minutes. ”

The old butler glanced at the pocket watch in his hand.

"Ready, I'll be back on time. ”

The young man was very conceited, and threatened to deal with Ye Han, a big demon who was comparable to a high-level god of war, within ten minutes, and this word spread out, which was enough to cause a sensation in Tianhe City.

Hearing this, the old butler on the side looked calm, bowed down and said, "I wish the young master a triumphant return." ”

"Hmm. ”

With a slight nodding of his head, the pure white boy stepped out of thin air, and his long body hung in the air, turning into a streamer and disappearing into the sky.

......

Inside the antique house.

Ye Han was in the midst of a sea of fire, and the huge Susaneng enveloped him, blocking the cannon fire like rain, and from beginning to end, his eyes looked outside, but looked around at this antique house that was constantly burning.

It is full of traces of memory.

When he was a child, he often came here to play with Ye Jingxian.

Grandpa Lin has always been very amiable, although this bad old man seems to prefer Ye Jingxian more.

But he is also a qualified elder.

"Lin Wu, for the sake of many years of love, I will hold a grand funeral for you!"

Ye Han whispered, staring at the armed personnel in front of him, his eyes were cold, and his body was wrapped with dark red energy.

"Boom!"

He struck out blatantly.

The chakra greatsword swept in all directions.

The terrifying destructive power ravages all that is tangible.

With a single sword, several armed men were killed.

But this group of people is different from the group of people in the Tianlong Gang, after seeing this, there is no panic, but in a short period of time to change the formation in an orderly manner, calmly change tactics, and fight back forcefully.

"Mole ants. ”

Ye Han spit out the word lightly, in the face of strong strength, all resistance is in vain!

"Whew-"

The sword of Chakra mixed with black flames slashed down, irresistible.

Whether it is a tank or an armored vehicle, it is not an enemy of a sword, and if he enters a no-man's land, no one can compete with him.

He was bathed in blood, and his murderous aura was rolling all over his body, killing everywhere.

"This is the third squad, call for support, call for support...... Ah......h

Ye Han's eyes were ruthless, and he killed this leader with a sword.

Behind him, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, carrying a monstrous killing machine, walking step by step, sword after sword ruthlessly harvesting life, and the roar that sounded above the four fields seemed to be a mourning song.

No matter how harsh the training of everyone in front of them is, they are all cold at this moment, and their scalps are numb.

"Red Spirit!"

These people remembered the nickname given to Ye Han on the Internet, and at this moment, they really felt that this cold young man was indeed a veritable ghost god.

"Haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

A Holy Dragon Guild master roared.

"Oh my God, he's looking this way to us!"

"No, no matter what the rules, I'm going to run!"

"Run!"

"Run away!"

......

"Rubbish!"

Suddenly, a cold drink came from the sky.

Above the heavenly dome, a pure white and flawless young man took a leisurely walk, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately snatched all the light in the heavens and the earth from himself.

He was tall, half a head taller than Ye Han, with long hands and feet, and even more slender fingers.

He looked down indifferently, the scolding was not loud, but it seemed to be blessed by a divine power, spreading all over the world and sounding in everyone's hearts.

Time.

Everyone's eyes fell on the pure white and flawless figure.

The boy had a face that was so beautiful that it was almost seductive, especially because his eyes exuded a seductive charm.

Just as soon as he stood in the sky, he exuded an endless sharp sword intent.

If you only talk about appearance, the beauty of this young man is what Ye Han has seen in his life, not the magnificent beauty of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers of ordinary men, but a kind of demon that makes thousands of living beings shake their hearts.

"White ...... Dragon Messenger!"

Someone on the ground recognized this person and exclaimed, "It's Lord White Dragon Envoy!"

The three words of the white dragon seemed to have a magical power, and after hearing the words, the troops who were still flustered instantly quieted down.

Ye Han's eyes froze.

The White Dragon made the name, of course he had heard of it.

This person was born in the family of the great nobles of the empire, even if he was born noble, his talent was even more top-notch, and he was known as one of the top ten talents of the empire.

Three years ago, he was a peak god of war, joined the Holy Dragon Society, and became a white dragon envoy, a status above ten thousand people under one person.

Unexpectedly, the death of a Li Tianmou would lead this tricky existence over.

"Ye Han, a warrior and martial artist, relying on his strange abilities but can match the god of war, killed Li Tianmou, the young master of the Holy Dragon Society, a few days ago and caused a big sensation, nicknamed 'Red Ghost God'. ”

The white dragon envoy talked eloquently, telling Ye Han's history, his words were full of disdain, his demeanor was high, and he didn't take everything seriously.

I only heard him give an order to Ye Han.

"You are not worthy of this son's action, please judge yourself on the spot and apologize!"

Ye Han frowned, his face was ugly, he had achieved such a shocking record in the past few days, but there were still people who dared to underestimate him so much.

"The last person who dared to talk to me like this was three feet tall on the grave!"

Ye Han retaliated with a tooth for a tooth, and he was even stronger.

"Haha. ”

The White Dragon Envoy was amused, disapproving of Ye Han's words, and showed a smile that made everything discolor, "You kid is really not interesting, this son has a kind intention, I want to leave you a whole corpse, and you still refuse?"

He sighed softly.

"Okay, calculate the time, my son will rush back to drink afternoon tea, and one look will kill you!"