God-level Perspective

   Chapter 893 Killing the Father!

   The first thousand one hundred and sixty-five chapters kill the father!

The terrifying golden sword light knocked King Shura flying, and he madly retreated above the void, spitting blood, and finally landed on the steps of the square with a bang. The terrifying force of the fall smashed the solid steps. A scary trace came out.

Traces of cracks spread on the steps. King Shura lay in it, spitting blood, and his expression was sluggish. The strength of his whole body seemed to have disappeared at this moment. Ye Han's terrifying golden power destroyed Shura. Everything in the king's body, at this moment, he is completely a waste.

However, even so, King Shura's vicious eyes were releasing monstrous murderous intent, staring at the void and looking down at Ye Han. Not long ago, he was looking down at Ye Han with a proud attitude. But now, after changing positions, Ye Han stomped him underfoot.

Around, as King Asura was defeated, the terrifying sound of the battle seemed to be weakening. Seeing King Asura lying on the steps, unable to move, the Brahmin masters were shocked. If King Asura died in the battle, then, they still here. Who can stop that young man?

  What kind of fate will the Brahmin suffer when facing that young man? Destroy the door?

   "Humph, the shameless old thing, committing suicide!"

The senior leaders of Tianlong looked at the defeated King Shura with indifferent expressions. Ye Han solved King Shura, and the remaining four kings and four guardians were nothing to worry about. However, the battle between the senior leaders of Tianlong and the Brahmins was not over yet, as long as Shura Once the king dies, there is no need for Brahmins to exist.

On the square, Emperor Rakshasa was expressionless. Even when she saw her father being brutally defeated by Ye Han, she didn't have any heartache. On the contrary, there was a look of relief on her face. For her father, She has no emotion at all.

Because, when the Emperor Rakshasa was young, he saw with his own eyes how her so-called father beat her mother to death with one palm. For King Shura, this father who was only related by blood and had no feelings, the Emperor Rakshasa's heart has always been hidden. There is a hatred, but this hatred has turned into the murderous personality of the Emperor Rakshasa. Perhaps, when she was killing, the objects she killed were just imagined by her as King Shura!

In the void, Ye Han looked at King Shura who was lying on the ground with murderous intent in his eyes. He walked over with his sword and said aloud, "King Shura, how do you feel? You, arrogant and arrogant, have ever thought that you would be defeated in In my hand?"

   Hearing this, King Shura opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word because of the terrifying injury in his body. He could only stare at Ye Han with those sharp eyes like a knife, as if he was going to be eaten alive.

Seeing this, Ye Leng said with a smile; "Don't look at me like that, in the east, I don't want to be an enemy of your Brahmin, and I only want to make peace with you, but you are very arrogant and arrogant, and you don't put me in the sky at all. In your eyes, do you really think that my Heavenly Dragon will be afraid of your Brahmin? It will come to this point, King Shura, this is your own destruction."

Hearing Ye Han's words, King Shura didn't have any regrets on his face. Up to now, he still doesn't think Ye Han has the qualification to be equal to him, but his face became more and more hideous, because Ye Han's these The words are mocking and humiliating to him!

   Seeing this, Ye Han's mouth had a sneering look; "Stubborn, even if I don't destroy you today, your Brahmin will be buried by you. Now, let me send you to hell!"

Ye Han's hand was raised high, and the sword of longevity pointed to the sky. Under the scorching sun, on the sword of longevity, a dazzling golden light shone on King Shura's face. The terrifying murderous intent was also maddening from Ye Han's body at this moment. gushing out.

   "Wait!"

  Suddenly, just when Ye Han prepared a sword to save King Shura's life, Emperor Luosha walked over the square, her expression was indifferent, and her eyes were as cold as frost.

   "Why, you want to stop me?" Ye Han looked at the Emperor Rakshasa indifferently and said.

"You think too much." Emperor Luosha walked towards Ye Han, the blood-colored machete on her waist was already in her hands, and a murderous intent bloomed from her cold eyes instantly, staring at King Shura, but at the same time Talking to Ye Han; "Kill him, can you give me this opportunity?"

Hearing this, Ye Han looked surprised, his eyes scrutinized the body of King Shura and Emperor Rakshasa, King Shura heard the words of Emperor Rakshasa, his eyes were about to shoot fire, his voice was hoarse; "A **** who eats inside and crawls outside... why didn't I slap you to death at the beginning...?"

"Hmph, father, keep me, this is the worst decision you have made, because I am thinking about **** you all the time." Emperor Luosha smiled coldly, her eyes slowly turning pale red , murderous cold.

Seeing this, Ye Han's mouth slowly climbed into a smile, looked at the Emperor Rakshasa, and said, "It seems that you hate him so much that you actually want to kill your father, but, can you think about it clearly? Do you really want to do this? "

   "Of course, you want him to die anyway, it doesn't matter who kills him, right?" Emperor Luosha gave Ye Han a faint look.

   Hearing this, Ye Han took two steps back, shrugged, and said with a smile; "It doesn't matter who he died in the hands of, please."

Hearing this, the Emperor Rakshasa laughed. The laughter seemed a little crazy and a little relieved. On this day, the Emperor Rakshasa had actually been waiting for a long time. The seeds of hatred were planted in her heart. Over the years, under the guidance of King Shura, she worked hard to improve herself and made herself a figure like Shura. She killed countless people and cultivated a ruthless heart.

  Because the Emperor Rakshasa knew that if this day came, she would not be merciful, so she had to be vicious and cultivate her fragile heart by killing people!

   The blood-colored machete was raised high by the madly laughing Emperor Rakshasa. Under the terrified and angry gaze of King Shura, the blood-colored machete in the hands of the Emperor Rakshasa had already fallen ruthlessly.

  scoff!

A smear of blood spurted out of King Shura's neck and sprayed on the steps. After that, King Shura's head had been separated from his body and slowly rolled down from the steps, his eyes widened. , with a deadly look.

   Ye Han shook his head secretly, the dignified King Asura, a world-class super expert, I'm afraid he never dreamed that he would die at the hands of his own daughter in the end!

   This has to be said to be ironic and sad!

Between heaven and earth, the masters of Brahmin watched this scene, and they were all terrified. King Shura died, and it was in the hands of His Royal Highness the princess, which made them feel like the sky was falling. That young man was stronger than King Shura. , Now that King Shura is dead, wouldn't they all go to hell?

   (end of this chapter)