Chapter 1520

In the dark city, over King Yan's residence, as ye Han cruelly pinched Yanyu's neck, the scene fell in King Yan's eyes, making him have a crazy killing intention to spread out, his eyes red, like a runaway monster.

"Little beast, I want you to go to hell!"

The voice of rage sounded in the heaven and earth. At the moment, the king of inflammation completely ran away. Holding a long gun, he was frantically breaking through the defense of the three elders of green mountain and wanted to kill Ye Han.

Yanyu, but the only son of yanwang, is killed by Ye Han at the moment. Can he not be angry?

However, under the siege of the three supreme powers of the green mountain elder, King Helian and King wusheng, it is extremely difficult for the Yan king to break through their defense. Moreover, at the moment, ye Han deliberately crushed Yan Yu in front of the Yan king, which has made the Yan King lose his mind and is not the opponent of the green mountain elder.

The irrational King Yan was undoubtedly in a more dangerous situation under the attack of the green mountain elder, King Helian and King wusheng.

In today's war, the fate of King Yan has been doomed.

Ye Han deliberately angered King Yan to make the other party lose his mind. If he had solved the problem earlier, King Yan would not be immortal. The sword sect was afraid to be on its way to the residence of the sword sect. The battle in the dark city must be accelerated.

"Three Little Wang Yanyu is dead. Ye Han is deliberately angering the king."

"The outcome of King Yan is doomed today. He has no power to return to heaven, and King Yan's house is doomed to be removed from the dark city today."

Seeing ye Han's cruel killing of Yanyu, the people in yanwang territory were shocked. At the same time, they also had some feelings. They thought that Yanyu was a genius in the dark city. Behind him, he was supported by a strong man like yanwang. He was respected as one of the three little kings of the dark city. He has a bright future.

Now, it is easy to die in Ye Han's hand. Yanyu and ye Han are not on the same level now. After him, I'm afraid the king of inflammation will fall!

The rampant King Yan has lost his mind. The rampant appearance is that he has no defense against himself. The attacks of the green mountain elder, King Helian and King wusheng cover the king Yan like a cage, making the other party's wounds spread one after another.

"Hum, Yan Yuntian, you will have today. You are entirely to blame. Today, your Yan Palace should be removed from the dark city."

The sword attack of King Helian, which was full of supreme authority, was like a rain curtain. The sword Qi was extremely sharp and went towards King Yan like ten thousand swords, which made the fierce wounds on King Yan, who was fighting against the green mountain elder.

However, the fact is also true. If King Yan had not insisted on dominating the dark city against King Fu Helian, King wusheng and ye Han, I'm afraid this day would not come so soon.

Seeing here, ye Han's indifferent face was cold to the extreme without a trace of pity. Then, ye Han's eyes looked at the people in King Yan's residence again. The killing opportunity in his eyes was amazing. Now he also needs a killing to calm the violent spirit in his heart.

Hiss!

The amazing sword Qi roared around Ye Han. At the next moment, ye Han had killed the people in King Yan's house. With Ye Han's current strength, he shot, and the people in King Yan's house were facing a cold slaughter.

At the moment, on the void tens of thousands of meters away from the place of war, there was an old man with scattered hair. His sight was closer. The old man was suddenly an ancient madman. He naturally felt such a terrible supreme war in the dark city, and he appeared here for the first time.

"This bastard..."

The ancient madman pursed his mouth, and a complex color flashed in his muddy old eyes. It was not that he didn't help Ye Han, but that he also had his own concerns. Otherwise, as a teacher, why didn't he help his disciples?

The ancient madman also understands the pressure on Ye Han. In the face of Yan king and Jianzong, he must seek the help of others. Otherwise, in the long run, even if the ancient madman can keep Ye Han safe, the crisis still exists. Once Ye Han leaves the dark city, there is no place for him to go in Yao Guangyu.

Although Ye Han has the holy land of Xuanmen world, which can be hidden for ten or even hundreds of years. When he is able to protect himself, time is equivalent to money for ye Han. He can't stay in Xuanmen world all the time.

Moreover, once a strong man like Jianzong and yanwang knows that ye Han has left the dark city, he is afraid that he will pursue him at any cost. Therefore, ye Han must first solve the threat around him to yanwang. If the king Yan doesn't get rid of it for a day, ye Han has no freedom in the dark city. He has to sneak everywhere. The other party will stare at him like a poisonous snake.

Boom!

The terrible attack collided madly in the void. Under the attack of the three supreme powers of the green mountain elder, King Helian and King wusheng, the breath of King Yan has become more and more depressed, and his body has been dyed red by eye-catching and startling blood everywhere. At the moment, King Yan has long lost his former majesty.

Hiss!

King Helian's swordsmanship is superb. His swordsmanship contains the supreme pressure of terror. At the moment, the sword light is falling towards the cage of King Yan. The seriously injured King Yan seems to be unable to resist the supreme attack of King Helian. Although the other party's look is still as ferocious as a demon, there are more and more scars on his body.

"Hum, King Yan, you should go to hell!"

The elder of green mountain walked around with a machete in his hand. The supreme power shrouded the heaven and earth. The machete in his hand suddenly swept towards the king Yan who was fighting against King Helian. It seemed that there was only one machete left in the heaven and earth where the terrible machete passed.

In an instant, the light of the sword swept away like the day. The burning king in the war was directly passed through by the knife. The listless breath immediately weakened as the oil ran out and the lamp withered.

King Yan's ferocious eyes stared at the green mountain elder like a beast. When his spirit was lax, he was releasing the last roar of his life; "I'm not reconciled..."

Listening to the roar from the mouth of the king of inflammation, the people who looked at him also felt a little emotion. A strong man who has been in the dark city for many years has fallen. In the position of the king of inflammation, he has been in a high position in the dark city for many years and has strong ambition. Of course, he will not be reconciled, but this outcome can not be changed.

The voice of the terrible war between heaven and earth fell, and the figure of the strong man gradually fell towards the sky. With a deep unwilling heart, he lay in the dusty ruins and ended his life.