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Chapter 480 The Fall of Zhang Han

"Wang Li! You...!"

Looking at Wang Li with a slutty face behind him, Zhang Han's eyes were so angry that he wanted to speak but stopped, as if he never thought that the other party would suddenly attack him.

After all, I am the great elder of the Shoutu tribe, and the other party is the second elder of the Shoutu tribe. I have worked together in the tribe for many years and have a close relationship.

Faced with the emergence of the Buddha Sword and Demon Sword, Zhang Han actually had his own thoughts in his heart. He originally planned to join forces with Wang Li to the outside world, after all, the only masters of the Shoutuo tribe are left.

However, Zhang Han did not expect that the other party would stab him with a back and severely injured him.

"Why!"

He noticed that the vitality in his body was passing rapidly, and the next moment, Zhang Han also used his energy to activate his energy, and bounced the black dagger in front of his chest with a palm, and roared in a low voice.

He knew very well that warriors killed people for profit.

Wang Li chose to suddenly take action and betray the Shoutuo tribe, and he must have his own purpose.

"Brother, I'm very sorry. Actually, I'm not from your Shoutu tribe."

"At the beginning, I was the second elder of your Shoutu tribe because of the inner support sent by the patriarch. It was just a plan to become the second elder of your Shoutu tribe. And this is also the last time I called you elder brother..."

Faced with Zhang Han's questioning, Wang Li also jumped and came to Indra's side, with a hint of joking on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhang Han, today is your death..."

With the previous blow, he had already severely injured Zhang Han, and it was a fatal injury, shattering all the opponent's chest and heart veins.

Even if he doesn't take action next, the other party will die suddenly due to excessive blood loss.

"Traitor! Wang Li, you must die a bad death...!"

Looking at Wang Li with a cold face not far away, Zhang Han was furious and immediately activated his entire body's energy to slightly stop the blood in front of his chest. However, the energy breath on his body continued to decline, and soon he fell to the tenth level of the Martial Arts Realm, and his strength was greatly reduced.

It can be seen that Zhang Han's chest was stained with blood at this time, and his heart veins were all broken by the black dagger. It is already good to be able to maintain half of his strength. Even an eighth-level master of the Martial Arts level could easily solve him.

"Old guy, he's still stubborn until he dies..."

He glanced at Zhang Han again, and the next moment, Wang Li smiled coldly, then bowed to Indra on the side and said respectfully: "Class Master, the small task has been completed. Please ask the Class Master to personally kill this old thief."

In Wang Li's opinion, since his identity has been exposed, he will kill someone to silence him.

"No, this old guy Zhang Han will leave it to you for disposal..."

Faced with Wang Li's request for credit, Indra waved his hand, as if he didn't bother to do it himself. The next moment, his eyes swept towards Du Qing and others not far away, and said in a quiet tone: "The five tribes have been divided for so long, and now it's time to reunify..."

At this time, facing Wang Li's sudden betrayal of the Shoutuo tribe, Du Qing, Huer and the surviving warriors also changed their faces slightly, their expressions were surprised, and they seemed to have not come back to their senses.

"Wang Li, the second elder of the Shoutu tribe, turned out to be a member of Indra?!"

"I didn't expect that this old guy was a chess piece placed by Indra in the Shoudar tribe. Indra really has the ambition to unify the five major tribes...!"

"It seems that perhaps several other tribes also have inner supporters..."

After all, the Bharat tribe is the most powerful tribe among the five tribes, and the clan leader Indra is also the only master of the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm. Judging from paper strength, if the other four tribes do not unite, the other party does have the capital to unify the five tribes.

"Indra, what do you mean? Do you want to unify the five major tribes?"

Her eyes were solemn, and the next moment, Hull took a step forward, then questioned her and said, her tone as gloomy as stagnant.

After all, since the other party can install a piece like Wang Li in the Shoutu tribe, he also has the means to install it in other tribes. At present, Indra's ambition is already known to everyone, so he naturally does not have to be polite to the other party.

As the patriarch of the Vaishya tribe, Hull naturally could not surrender easily and handed over the Vaishya tribe to him.

"I'm the last name, do you really think we are decorations!"

As soon as Hur finished speaking, Du Qing also flew out, pointing the Juque sword in his hand directly to Indra not far away from the opposite side, and said in a cold tone, his eyes full of vigilance.

Although the other party has the first level of the Wuling Realm, he and Hel are both old half-step Wuling Realm masters, and their strength is not weaker than the ordinary Wuling Realm first level.

In addition, Indra only has Wang Li, the helper, and their Shadi tribe and Vaishe tribe also have several martial arts masters surviving. If the two sides really fight, it is hard to say which one wins and who loses.

The worst result is nothing more than losing both sides.

"If people from the five major tribes fight in a while, they might be able to take advantage of the troubled waters..."

"I don't know who will laugh to the end..."

Not far away, I saw Indra, Du Qing, Hur and others fighting against each other, and there was a tendency to start a fight. Several cultivators from the half-step martial spirit realm retreated to the rear in a tacit understanding. Obviously, they did not intend to interfere in the competition between the five major tribes, but were sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight.

.....

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ruins

"Swish!"

After receiving Indra's instructions, Wang Li jumped and came to Zhang Han, who was seriously injured, and at the same time, he blasted out a palm.

"Bo! Puff..."

A palm was heavily printed in front of Zhang Han's chest. The next moment, Zhang Han also spat out another mouthful of blood. At the same time, he shot backwards at the back of the ruins. Finally, he fell to the ground with a fierce breath. His breath suddenly dropped to an extremely low point, as if he was not far from death.

"Die!"

A palm hurt Zhang Han. Wang Li was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but the next moment he was stopped by a gray-robed figure. Then he was forced to retreat and landed on an open space behind.

"Boy, although you are a disciple of the Lieyang Sect, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. This is a matter within our Shoutuo tribe..."

Looking at Fei Ren standing quietly opposite him, Wang Li also narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of vigilance appeared on his old face.

The other party is a disciple of the Lieyang Sect and is very powerful. It can be seen from the previous one that the other party killed the three-legged golden crow with one move that without Indra's help, he would not be Fei Ren's opponent at all.

"Get out of here, or let me do it?"

Ignoring Wang Li's threat, Fei Ren's eyes were always staring at Zhang Han, who had a weak breath on the ground, and said lightly.

"Damn it!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Li's face turned pale, but he had no choice but to retreat and return to Indra's side with a look of disappointment.

After all, he is not Fei Ren's opponent, and it is very easy for the other party to kill him.

"Swish!Swish!"

Straws of golden Yuan power surged out from Fei Ren's dantian and then slowly flowed into Zhang Han's chest wound, but the next moment it was interrupted by the other party's hand.

"Senior Elder, you..."

Seeing Zhang Han raise his hand to interrupt his Yuanli to heal, Fei Ren was also stunned for a moment.

The other party seemed to know that he had not had enough time and did not intend to waste his efforts.

"I'm late, I didn't expect that Wang Li is a traitor to your Shoutuo tribe." Fei Ren frowned after looking at Zhang Han who was seriously injured.

If he had taken action earlier, he might have been able to save the other party. Now that the other party's heart pulse is broken, he is already weak.

"No need... My heart pulse is broken in my chest. Even if I have Yuanli to prolong my life, I won't be able to live long..." Zhang Han, who smiled miserably, looked up at Fei Ren in front of me, and then pointed his fingers at Wang Li not far away from the opposite side.

"Boy Fei Ren... Before I died, I only had one request... Please help me kill the rebels...clear the portal!"

After the words came to an end, Zhang Han also tilted his head to the side, completely cutting off his breath.
Chapter completed!
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