"Han zi, who is this?" looking at Ye Han''s murderous face, Kunsang had a bad feeling in his heart.


    Ye Han said; "Brother Kunsang, don''t worry about these three people. You can''t intervene in such matters. You always want to know why I left China. They are part of the reason."


    With that, ye Han also left the monitoring room. When the three dignitaries arrive, he must be careful. If the other party wants to go back and take his life, no one on their side can stop the three dignitaries.


    Soon, all the people from the top to the bottom of Tianlong have gathered in the villa. As we all know, the experts of the Holy Land Kunlun are coming. This time, they are likely to face a life and death war. Of course, once the three dignitaries act, there is little possibility of life.


    Inside the villa, everyone is silent. This silent atmosphere makes the whole villa full of a depressing atmosphere. Outside, the sun is shining, the weather is sunny, the wind is sunny, and the warm breeze blows across the sky. At this time, the three dignitaries have come against the wind, and the floating atmosphere is like the arrival of immortals.


    "I felt the smell of mole ants." Huang zunzhe looked at the location of the villa with cold eyes.


    "It''s just that there''s no smell of the holy beast white tiger here." Di zunxiyao''s eyes also looked at the location of the villa. She could feel that in the villa, an extremely depressed atmosphere was being released, which was a kind of heavy and hatred.


    Immediately, the three venerable beings descended from the sky and appeared in the villa. At the next moment, the four Dragon generals, the nine dragon generals and the 46 silver dragons will all surround the three venerable beings.


    "Hum, a group of mole ants want to die. I''ll help you."


    Huang Zun looked at the people who surrounded him. His indifferent face was full of murders. The rolling breath also enveloped the people in Tianlong at this time. In an instant, the four Dragon generals, the nine Tianlong generals and the 46 Silver Dragon generals all felt the terrible smell of death enveloping themselves, It was a terrible force that they could not resist.


    "I don''t think it''s necessary to bully these people. I don''t know why the three dignitaries came here?" a cold voice came out of the hall of the villa. Ye Han and others slowly appeared in the sight of the three dignitaries.


    "Hum, mole ants, hand over the holy beast white tiger, and I''ll spare you." the xuanzun snorted again and killed Ye Han. For ye Han, he always wanted to get rid of it. If it weren''t for Jiuye Shengjun who promised to let Ye Han live in Qilian mountain that day, they would have killed Ye Han in Qilian Mountain.


    "Holy beast white tiger?" Ye Han sneered in his heart and said; "Sorry, I don''t know."


    "Vertical son, I advise you to hand over the holy beast white tiger obediently so as not to lose your life. Last time, the holy king was kind and left you a cheap life. If you don''t know good or bad, today is your time to die!" the rolling voice was transmitted from the mouth of Huang Zun, and the killing opportunity shrouded the sky around the villa, as if ye Han only dared to say no, Huang Zun will kill Ye Han.


    "I said, I don''t know." Ye Han looked cold and stared at the three dignitaries and said; "Do you think the holy beast white tiger will stay by my side and wait for you honestly?"


    "Hum, even if the holy beast white tiger is not with you, you must know where it has gone. Tell it honestly. Maybe we will let you continue to live humbly in this world."


    "Since you don''t believe me, then... I have nothing to say!" in vain, ye Han''s cold and fierce face has a terrible crazy color, rolling out like a tide. The Holy Land Kunlun wants to kill him, and he wants to destroy these people. He never hides his deep hatred. Even if he really wants to die, he will make these people pay a heavy price, because, He still has an immortal sword in his hand!


    "Humble mole ants, you are looking for death!" hearing Ye Han''s words, the faces of xuanzun and huangzun were suddenly covered with dark clouds. They walked forward and saw here. Zhao Hengtian and others were in full bloom.


    Hiss!


    For a moment, the immortal sword has appeared in Ye Han''s hand. Although this peerless divine sword was suppressed by the Ninth Night emperor last time, it seems to fall into a deep sleep. It doesn''t have the breath of overwhelming heaven and earth in the past, but it is also terrible. The three venerable Masters have to pay some price if they want to kill him here.


    "Hum, I still want to rely on this sword. Do you really think we will not be prepared? When I take you, this sword will belong to my holy land Kunlun, and you will see how these people around you who are willing to live and die for you go to hell again."


    The two dignitaries had a cold face.


    At the next moment, a glittering gold seal appeared on the xuanzun''s hand. In this gold seal, there was a terrible force of Nine Yang, which made the heaven and earth seem to be in a hot breath. This force of just Yang belongs to the breath of the nine night saint. In order to deal with ye Han''s sword, The nine night Saint left his own strength in this golden seal.


    Once Ye Han sacrifices the immortal sword, the power in the golden seal will be frantically suppressed, and the immortal sword Ye Han depends on will lose its function at that time.


    Zhao Hengtian and others looked dignified. Once again, in the face of these high dignitaries, the sense of powerlessness made them feel oppressed. At the same time, they wanted to break these people into pieces. They all fled abroad. These people still don''t let go!


    In the hall of the villa, Zhuge Prajna looked at the outside silently. There was no color of sadness and joy from her face, and her eyes fell on Ye Han''s back.


    Ye Han held the Changsheng sword in his hand. Maybe he felt the breath of just Yang. From the Changsheng sword, there came a violent vibration. The vibration seemed to be provoked, and it seemed to be suppressed and resisting.


    Changsheng sword, after all, is just a sword. Its ability wants to be brought into full play. Unless its real owner controls it, the light belonging to Changsheng sword will really bloom. However, ye Han has not fully understood that artistic conception. He can''t play the power of Changsheng sword.


    In the yard of the villa, the strong terrible breath is intertwined in the void, as if heaven and earth are still because of this terrible breath, without any sound. In the direction of the military camp, Kunsang is also staring at the villa with people''s eyes.