590 Yeshu Is Dead

It was precisely because the people from the God Slaying Hall took the initiative to move aside and leave the stage for Zhou Han that this caused the Freedom Alliance to see the possibility of killing Zhou Han.

Therefore, at this moment, the four of them joined forces and used their strongest ultimate moves, determined to kill Zhou Han in one strike.

"Transcendent Realm—Hell's Hatred! Pain, in the abyss of hatred!"

"Empty Light Slash—Second Heaven Immortal Technique! You will feel true cruelty!"

"In this dazzling firelight, your life will end here! Flame Explosion—Fire Dragon Roar!"

"An endless sea will completely bury you. Ocean—Sea God Rage!"

As expected, they used their strongest methods as soon as they attacked. Four sharp attacks enveloped the entire central arena.

A huge energy fluctuation kept rumbling, powerful and trembling.

It was as if it wanted to tear this space apart.

"Hiss! What power! As expected of the combined strength of four Supreme-grade experts! Is Zhou Han going to be instantly killed by such a sharp attack?"

"Zhou Han is muddle-headed! The members of the God Slaying Hall are the same. Why is Zhou Han at the front? Isn't that courting death?"

"Sigh, looks like my Dragon Kingdom is going to lose to the Freedom Kingdom this time. I'm really unwilling!"

"That's right. As the president of the God Slaying Hall, if Zhou Han is killed at the beginning, the morale of the God Slaying Hall will fall to rock bottom, which means that they will lose half of the battle!"

…

The players of the Dragon Kingdom in the stands immediately mourned, their hearts in their throats.

Although they were separated by the protective shield of the arena, the roar of energy and the continuous wreaking collision knew how domineering power was.

These players' standards were generally not very high. Therefore, the Supreme-grade was like an unattainable mountain in front of them.

This was one of the reasons why they were desperate.

"Nice, very nice! Defeat the Dragon Kingdom. My Freedom Kingdom is number one!"

"Good! The Dragon Kingdom is indeed weak. They really can't withstand a single blow! Soon, we'll be able to see Zhou Han being insta-killed. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Slurp! The Freedom Kingdom is indeed the boss! It makes sense for us to curry favor with them!"

"Of course. How can the Dragon Kingdom compare to the Freedom Kingdom? It's slightly inferior to my Kimchi Kingdom!"

"Oh my God, that's our God Yeshu. Look, isn't he awesome? He's enveloped by a powerful holy light and is above the gods. He's too domineering."

…

Seeing Luke and the others attack, the Freedom Kingdom players instantly became excited. All of them roared excitedly with flushed faces.

It was mainly because the opponent was a player of the Dragon Kingdom. They naturally wanted to deal with the Dragon Kingdom ruthlessly to show their powerful strength and arrogant sense of superiority.

At this moment, Luke took the lead. After all, with Yeshu's inheritance power, his confidence was extremely high.

As the Transcendent Realm—Hell's Hatred was released, countless sinister and terrifying auras gathered and condensed into a huge black vortex, locking onto the space where Zhou Han was.

"Hehehe…"

"Weakling, prepare to be judged by Yeshu!" The smile on Luke's face became even more ferocious, his expression filled with disdain and mockery.

The black vortex bombarded Zhou Han and drowned him.

"What…"

"He was insta-killed?" The surrounding players were shocked. Everything had happened too quickly. After all, their eyesight was very limited.

Moreover, the speed of a Supreme-grade was not something they could capture. They only saw the black vortex surrounding Zhou Han, and then the space where Zhou Han was fell into darkness.

"Zhou Han was insta-killed just now. Can you believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, what can we do? I'm afraid he can't withstand such a powerful move!"

The expressions of the Dragon Kingdom players changed drastically. They were not confident to begin with. Now that this had happened, everyone's mood fell to rock bottom.

It happened so suddenly that it was difficult for them to accept.

"Hahaha, is that all?"

"The Dragon Kingdom really can't withstand a single blow! The three of you don't have to attack. I'll kill them alone!"

"Did you see that? Yeshu's inheritance power is the power of a true expert!"

Luke raised his head and stood proudly in the arena. His sharp eyes kept sweeping across the surrounding stands.

He roared angrily to vent his strength.

The surrounding players were all stunned by this power and sighed at Yeshu's strength.

Yeshu was indeed the son of the Heaven Lord. He was indeed awesome.

There were cheers like Yeshu was invincible, exclamations, and so on.

"Kill me alone?"

"Who gave you the courage, Yeshu?" Just as Luke was extremely smug, a lazy voice sounded, its tone filled with endless mockery.

This guy really knew nothing about power!

"However, I'm sorry to tell you that I've already killed Yeshu. A mere inheritor like you is really ignorant and fearless!"

When the darkness dissipated, Zhou Han's figure also appeared. He stood there with a very calm expression, not affected at all.

As for why Zhou Han did not directly insta-kill the other party, it was just a game. He would first make the other party infinitely arrogant before ruthlessly suppressing them, filling their hearts with despair.

This feeling would be very wonderful. Moreover, the other party was a player from the Freedom Kingdom. Wouldn't it be too easy for them to kill him directly?

He had to play it to death slowly to be satisfied.

"What? You're actually not dead?" Luke's eyes narrowed, and a trace of surprise flashed across them. Then, he quickly recovered and smiled coldly.

"Not bad. Looks like you have something else. You're a little stronger than I imagined. Since you're not dead, I'll kill you again!"

Luke said arrogantly. He had been a little worried.

However, when they heard Zhou Han say that he had killed Yeshu, they naturally sneered. One had to know how strong Yeshu was. He was the spiritual symbol of the Freedom Kingdom.

How could he be killed so easily? Luke did not believe that Zhou Han had such strength at all. He was naturally bragging.

If Zhou Han had not said that, he would really have been more cautious.

However, after hearing Zhou Han's words, Luke relaxed.

"Heh! Then I'll play with you!" Zhou Han smiled indifferently. He raised his right hand and tapped his fingertip gently. A thin and weak Chaos Sword Aura shot out.

"Hmph, are you worthy?"

"Yeshu's power, fuse with me! My power will subvert your imagination!"

When Luke saw the Chaos Sword Aura sweeping over, he did not panic. Instead, he shouted, and the Yeshu phantom behind him became even more condensed.

The golden flames burned even more fiercely, and a powerful aura spewed out.