Let them kill twenty-two mid-level gods and four high-level gods in half an hour, they think that none of them can do it, even if they join forces, they can't do it.

The hearts of the gods and demons were miserable, they were pouring out of the nest of the masters of the temple of killing gods at this moment, but in an instant, Ye Han slaughtered all the four earth saints, their temple of killing gods had already suffered heavy losses, and there was a fault in the middle chain of the masters, even if the temple of killing gods and their two peak gods were there, it was like a candle in the wind.

And at this moment, what they are facing is not the problem of finding talents for the Temple of Killing Gods, what they have to face is a huge test of life and death.

"Kill if you say kill, this is Ye Zhanshen!"

Ye Lei whispered softly, although that day in Baifu Villa, Ye Han's single move to burn the thirteen lands of the Yue Kingdom had already given him a huge impact, but it was far less shocking than now.

Ye Han killed all of them with the power of one person, which is not enough to describe it as shocking.

Fu Feilong swallowed wildly, he finally understood that his idea of letting others defeat Ye Zhanshen and kill Ye Zhanshen was just an unattainable dream after all.

The world is so big, who can defeat this invincible young man who dominates the world?

"This god of war, I think there is some misunderstanding in this matter!"

The Demon Owl and the Fu Slaying God did not answer, but Chachai couldn't bear Ye Han's terrifying oppression first, and said,

He smiled with a smile on his face, how could there be a top master's slightest backbone?

At this moment, he is like a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

The elders of the Divine Fist Sect and the disciples of the Dharma Protector all bowed their heads, only to feel that their faces were dull, but they did not feel that the sect master's behavior was wrong in the slightest.

Those who know the times are Junjie, and with Ye Zhanshen's such strong and terrifying combat power, they are in the position of Chachai, and they can only bow their heads.

"Misunderstanding?" Ye Han smiled contemptuously, "Before, you wanted to abolish my cultivation, and then the God Killing Temple and the World Judgment Institute dispatched so many people to surround and kill me, and you also wanted to join it, but now tell me that it was a misunderstanding?" ”

"No need to talk nonsense, let's get killed!"

"You ......"

Chachai's face was full of humiliation and unwillingness, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to bow his head and give in, and Ye Han still didn't have the slightest intention of letting go.

"Fist Saint, do you think that in this case, Ye Zhanshen will let us go?"

The god of ambush finally came back to his senses in fright, and said in a deep voice to Chachai.

Cha Chai's heart is clear, the current situation has reached the point of irreconcilability, even if he kneels down and begs for mercy, with Ye Han's character of revenge, he will never let them go.

"Now only by fighting to the death can we fight for a chance to survive!"

The Demon Owl was full of confidence before, and he wanted to share the victory with Ye Han, but now he was just thinking about how to get out smoothly.

Ye Han's terrifying strength and amazing speed were enough to become their deadly weapon, in the face of an opponent of this level, where did they still have half the confidence to win?

"Come to me, you must be ready to die!"

Ye Han spoke again, and with a fist, a golden giant fist swept out.

"Ahh

At this moment, the Fu Slayer God and the Demon Owl suddenly burst into a loud shout, and the two of them took out the dark blue God Slayer Judgment Soul Bead from their arms at the same time and crushed them together.

"Huh!"

With the blessing of the god-killing power, the expressions of the two suddenly became crazy, and they felt the crazy power in their bodies, and the fear in their hearts retreated a lot.

The Demon Owl flew out first, striking with both fists.

"The power of killing gods, the heavenly dragon fist!"

He punched out his fists, and a dragon shadow floated into the air, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring.

The dragon shadow coiled away, and one of the fist shadows swept by, and it was hard with Ye Han's golden fist shadow.

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"Whew!"

The demon owl threw all his fist, only to hear the dragon's mournful roar, and the dragon shadow was crushed by the golden fist shadow, cracking and dissipating in mid-air, and it didn't even hold on for ten seconds.

"Whoosh!"

A figure broke through from the fist shadow, dressed in white, it was Ye Han.

The demon lord was stunned, Ye Han flipped in the void, and the wind on his legs was strong, slashing from top to bottom.

"Smack!"

The demon owl crossed his hands and put it on the long legs that Ye Han swept over, only to hear a muffled sound, the demon owl was overwhelmed by the surging power, his arms were broken, and he had fallen from the air.

"Burn the sea and wither the glorious hand!"

Ye Han didn't stop for the slightest, and at the moment when the demon owl fell, he handed out a palm.

"Whoa!"

The Flame Giant Hands descended from the sky, completely enveloping the Demon Owl, and pressed heavily into the ground, the flames burned endlessly, and a god was fallen.

"Run!"

Chachai was terrified, his courage had already been taken away by Ye Han, and now when he saw a god venerable falling, where did he dare to stay, and he was about to flee when he turned into a streamer.

"Rip the ruins and tear the claws!"

At the moment of its escape, only a low cry was heard, and a breeze blew through its chest.

He lowered his head in amazement, and claw marks slowly appeared on his calves, lower abdomen, and chest.

"Ah, no!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, with reluctance and fear, he was promoted to the god venerable, thinking that the road of the real strong man was about to open for him, who would have thought that today, but he was reduced to a floating bubble.

"Smack!"

His body was scattered and split, and he saw that countless people's hearts were cold, and the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect only felt that their faith in their hearts had collapsed.

The old suzerain, who they worshipped as gods, was killed like this? And is it still a claw disintegration?

"Whew!"

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest stop, at the moment when Chachai was about to escape, the Fu Killing God had already retreated.

He knew that the general trend was gone today, and there was no chance to deal with Ye Han, and from today onwards, he would be the only one in the Temple of Killing God, and the master would be overthrown.

"The last one, do you want to run?"

Ye Han's eyes raised slightly, and the Fu Killing God had already swept out a distance of hundreds of zhang.

"The ninth form of the Shenwu Immortal Method, Thousand Leaves Devouring the Waves!"

"Boom!"

The sound of space shattering sounded, and Ye Han did not move in place, but pointed out.

The surrounding energy condensed into leaves, as if entering an ancient forest, and the dead leaves fell one by one.

"How is it possible, you are only a junior god realm, and you can even mobilize the power of heaven and earth."

The god of ambush was terrified, and his pupils dilated.

"The Temple of Killing God may be a bit of a doorway, but unfortunately, you shouldn't come to provoke me!"

Ye Han shook his head lightly, thinking that he was feeling sorry for the Killing God Temple.

With a snort, the sword light penetrated into the center of the eyebrows of the ambushing god, this sword was fast and fast, containing some kind of indescribable power of heaven and earth.

The Fu Killing God almost didn't react, no matter how strong his physical body was, how deep his strength was, even if he mobilized the power of heaven and earth, it was unstoppable, and he was directly pierced by a leaf.

There was a hole in his brow, but his expression didn't change in the slightest, but instead brought a smile.

Ye Han's eyes were slightly condensed, and the hollow in the center of the eyebrows of the Killing God did not have the slightest blood flowing out, but was extremely empty, and the mountains behind it could be seen from the front, as if under Ye Han's finger, the center of the eyebrows had become transparent.

"Haha, Ye Zhanshen, I admit that you are indeed peerless in combat power, but if you want to kill me, you can't do it!"

The hollow in his eyebrows slowly healed, and the Fu Slayer God laughed wildly, and jumped back, his body becoming ethereal, as if it had dissipated like the wind.