Just when Tang Ye was desperate, a small black dot suddenly appeared in the distance in the sky, and then gradually became bigger. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a helicopter. The sign with the flag of China indicates that the soldiers of China had arrived.

As the rumbling sound became closer and louder, Tang Ye's anxious heart gradually became bigger, because at this time, he had not heard the gunshots in the distance for a long time. Needless to say, Han Long must have been subdued by the Icelandic lay Buddhist.

"You can't wait any longer. If it's too late, Xuelang and Han Long will die." Tang Ye muttered in his heart.

Because he felt that the Ice Emperor of China would definitely park the helicopter in a relatively flat place first, and then save them. Although Tang Ye would definitely be able to escape, he would definitely not allow his brother to die for himself.

Tang Ye thought that as long as he dragged the Icelandic layman to the Ice Emperor in China for rescue, he might be able to stop the Icelandic layman from killing Han Lao and Xue. But he himself understood that perhaps the Soldier named Zhuge had not arrived yet, all three of them were killed by the Icelandic layman.

But Tang Ye had already decided that he could no longer be like those so-called concerns, but he raised his speed to the extreme and rushed to the battle site quickly.

At this time, Han Long and Xue were being teased by Icelandic laymen like puppies. No matter how beautiful Xue's flower knife was, they could not hurt him. Every time Xue stabbed Long's heart at the vital point of Icelandic laymen, he would easily dodge.

As for Han Long, a piece of gravel kicked away by an Icelandic layman hit his elbow. The huge impact force seemed to be hit hard with an iron hammer, and instantly dislocated Han Long's right hand, and his right hand was hanging weakly at this time.

The Icelandic lay Buddhist was not worried that Tang Ye would run away. Even if Tang Ye ran quickly for ten minutes, he would catch him within one minute. But most importantly, with his own perception, he had already discovered that the resentment from afar was approaching him quickly.

The reason why the Icelandic lay Buddhist was not in a hurry to kill Han Long and Xue was because he wanted Tang Ye to watch his brother die with his own eyes, but he was powerless.

Xue has always been proud of her speed, but his speed was as slow as a snail in the eyes of the Icelandic layman, which really shocked Xue. In just one minute, Xue was already out of breath and sore and weak all over. He had already used his strongest strength, but he could not even hurt a hair of the Icelandic layman.

"If you don't speed faster, you won't be able to see them for the last time." The Icelandic layman looked into the distance, as if he was talking to the air.

But Xue clearly knew that it was the direction of Tang Ye's escape. When Xue thought of the Icelandic lay Buddhists having super perception and the ability to shout from the air, she realized that Tang Ye did not escape, but ran back to save them.

"Boss, run away quickly! Don't come back and worry about us." Xue shouted at Tianji at the top of her voice.

Because of the echoes of the valley, Tang Ye could also hear the cry of snow, but it was intermittent and not as clear and loud as the Icelandic lay Buddhists said.

However, Tang Ye calmed down a lot of anxiety. Since Xue could still make a sound, it proved that the Icelandic lay Buddhist had not killed him yet, so Tang Ye had an extra plan to save Xue and Han Long.

"Bang!"

The Icelandic layman snorted angrily, then rushed towards Xue with a phantom step. With just one punch, Xue's handsome cheek was hit by the Icelandic layman, and her whole person soared back several meters away.

For a moment, Xue's cheeks were bruised and her sore mouth still could not make any sound. But in the pain, he saw more shock.

Just now, he clearly saw the Icelandic layman standing on the ground ten meters away, but in just a blink of an eye, he was knocked away. When he took off, he clearly saw two Icelandic layman, one standing in place and the other standing in front of the snow.

This phenomenon was also seen by Han Long, who was half squatting on the ground, and he was also surprised. Then when the shadow of the Icelandic layman quickly disappeared, Han Long and Xue suddenly sweated coldly.

In the early days of China, there were many legends of practicing martial arts and experiences, especially the Lingbo Weibu in Dali, which caused the restlessness in China at that time. Because those who practiced Lingbo Weibu could make a sound in the blink of an eye, the eyes could not react, and two figures appeared.

But according to legend, some people can teleport a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, while the Icelandic layman is only ten meters. However, even ten meters, it shocked Han Long and Xue, because no one can reflect such a fast speed. It can be said that as long as others reach the position where the Icelandic layman can teleport, it is definitely equivalent to death, unless the person moves faster than the Icelandic layman.

Han Long not only cursed in his heart: "Damn it, is he still a human?"

Indeed, not to mention that the lifespan of Icelandic lay Buddhists has violated common sense, but even their physical fitness is different from the laws studied by anthropology.

But as Darwin's evolution said, humans are constantly evolving from low-level organisms to high-level organisms, and various experts in the world have also made predictions. Because in the era of networks, people use their fingers much more than the palms of their hands. Therefore, in a few centuries, human fingers will become longer and longer, and the palms of their hands will become smaller and smaller.

"Old guy, if you have the ability, it has nothing to do with them. If you have the ability, come and take my life!" Tang Ye roared from a distance. At this time, he rushed over at the fastest speed, and the fierce wind brought about actually cut open the leaves he passed by.

The Icelandic layman raised his lips and looked quietly at the two people sitting on the ground and without the power to fight back.

In less than a minute, Xue and Han Long could vaguely see Tang Ye's figure. They were all anxious inside, and Xue wanted to roar desperately, but his swollen mouth made him helpless.

"Boss, run away! If you fall here too, who will avenge us?" Han Long roared madly in the direction of Tang Ye. At this time, the corners of his mouth turned white and his whole body was trembling with weakness. I think how much pain the wound on his shoulder brought to him.

With a "bang", a piece of gravel as big as a fist rushed straight to Han Long's cheek. This heavy blow actually knocked Han Long unconscious, and his swollen cheek was even more serious than Xue's injuries.

This scene was clearly seen by Tang Ye, who was a thousand meters away, and he roared wildly: "You bastard, I have ruined you. If you are hurting my brother, I will massacre all the three generations."

The Icelandic layman laughed instead of anger. Seeing that Tang Ye was still seven or eight meters away, he whispered loudly: "I only give you five seconds. If you can't get there, they will die."

“Five…4…”

When Xue saw that the Icelandic lay Buddhists began to count down, she panicked. At this time, Tang Ye was still more than 600 meters away from them. The countdown for these five seconds was equivalent to letting Tang Ye run 100 meters per second. This was undoubtedly a way for Tang Ye to watch his brother who lived and died with his own eyes and died under the ravages of the Icelandic lay Buddhists.

At this time, while counting down, the Iceland layman fiddled with two relatively large gravels with his toes. He just shot Han Long with the gravel, but it was his intentional control of his power. Otherwise, Han Long would have been penetrated by the gravel and died.

Tang Ye, who was running, could no longer describe his anxious mood in words. His rubber-soled shoes showed signs of softening while running rapidly. It was conceivable that Tang Ye's speed and the heat energy rubbed out of the shoe could burn.

In the sky, the helicopter had hovered above the Icelandic layman, and the manic airflow blew the trees below to the point of swaying. The hair and clothes of others danced in the air.

At the same time, Long Yin and others who followed the Icelandic layman were almost approaching the place where the Icelandic layman was. They all showed horror and looked at the speed of Tang Ye running in the distance.

“Two…one…”

Just as the Icelandic layman said one, Tang Ye threw out the Tian Silkworm needle. The Tian Silkworm needle that broke through the air flew to the Icelandic layman in just a blink of an eye, almost scaring the Icelandic layman.

Even if the Icelandic lay Buddhists use ordinary swords to cut him a hundred times, they will not leave a trace on him. However, no matter how powerful he is, they will not dare to confront him head-on.

Just as the Icelandic layman dodged the Tiancan Needle sideways, Tang Ye Lixue and Han Long were only a hundred meters away. As long as he was given two or three seconds, he could rush over to protect them.

But a sinister smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Iceland layman, and then kicked a gravel under his feet towards Tang Ye's shoulders.

The gravel was astonishingly fast, and a heat wave was caused around it, causing the space to become distorted. Tang Ye could only dodge a little sideways and dodge the gravel.

But the Icelandic layman kicked out another gravel under his feet and headed straight for Tang Ye who had left the ground due to the bouncing. Faced with the sudden attack, Tang Ye could not dodge at all, and raised his arms to protect his chest so that the gravel would not break his ribs.

The flying gravel hit Tang Ye's arms directly, causing him to feel heart-wrenching pain. For a moment, he seemed to be unable to feel the existence of his hands.

But after he stood firm, he found that the left side was powerless and could not stop trembling. A large piece of bruise appeared on his left arm.

Just when the Icelandic layman wanted to shoot Tang Ye with another gravel, a figure suddenly fell from the air, causing the people below to open their mouths, and even the Icelandic layman couldn't help but frown.

If he had seen it with his own eyes, Tang Ye would never have imagined that even the person at the forefront of a mercenary had never heard of anyone who could jump from a height of 100 meters without dying.

"Fuck it, let's make a movie!" Xue raised her head and opened her mouth wide.

The Icelandic layman hurriedly kicked the gravel under his feet at Tang Ye one by one. If Old Man Zhuge came in and stabbed him later, he would not have been able to kill Tang Ye.
Chapter completed!