Emperor of Death

Chapter 10
Ye Chen didn't know anything about the whirlpool that was stirred up. At this moment, he had already set foot on the Yin Mountain.

Yechen went up the mountain to try his luck, to see if he could gather some herbs that could be refined into elixirs, or meet some zombies that could be used.

But obviously, there is nothing good in the periphery of Yinshan Mountain.

Not long after he left, Yechen paused, and said lightly to the air behind him, "Come out."

Ever since he stepped into Yinshan, he found that someone was following him. Yechen could smell the power of death even with his eyes closed. The strength of those two people was obviously different from that of Yinshan, and they couldn't escape Yechen's attack at all. Notice.

After a while, no one was seen, Ye Chen sneered and said, "Two useless bastards, don't you dare to come out?"

"Trash, who are you talking about?" In the woods, a ferocious man jumped down and landed behind Yechen, and with him, there was also a tall, burly zombie with a terrifying face.

"Samurai? Lin Yan'er has learned to be smart."

The big man and his zombies in front of him are both first-order warriors.

If he had just regained consciousness, Ye Chen, a third-level warrior, would have had to use some hands and feet to deal with a first-level warrior, but now, Ye Chen is more than ten times stronger than that time.

Being humiliated by the trash in his eyes made the big man furious.

I saw the big man holding a ghost-head knife, grinning grinningly and said: "Boy, I think this is a good place to bury your bones. You waste, you can just be with the waste zombies here."

Yechen turned around, kept his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "Do you have anything valuable on you?"

The big man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "A little trash dares to trick me, so I will send you to heaven."

The silver light of the ghost head knife rolled towards Yechen's chest like a thousand waves.

Yechen took a step forward, with silver light shining between his fingers, pointing out against the dazzling knife shadow.

"court death!"

The grin on the big man's face was even worse, he had full confidence in his sword skills.
When a knife cuts out, it looks like a phantom, and often people can't grasp where the blade is, and it is even more difficult to resist. Even people in the same realm mainly retreat, and no one dares to use the palm of the knife to follow the light of the knife. confrontation.

However, Yechen's fingers passed through the flowers composed of blade light easily like a butterfly, and then pointed at the big man's wrist. The sharp silver light penetrated through the big man's wrist, instantly crushing the nerves in his palm.

"Dangdang!"

The ghost head knife fell to the ground, and the big man covered his right hand with his left hand, with a look of horror on his face.

The opponent was only a sixth-rank martial artist, and he actually broke through the sword that he was proud of.

After Yechen crippled the big man's palm, he didn't stop, but pointed out with strange steps.

"boom!"

The fingertip pierced the big man's throat, and his zombie just approached Yechen.

Yechen pulled out his bloody finger, no longer caring about the big man who was slowly falling to the ground, and then continued to stab with one finger, piercing the air like a long sword, easily piercing the forehead of the zombie, the flame of life was captured by Yechen Minced.

With an unwilling wail, the zombie also slowly fell to the ground.

Seeing the two bodies lying on the ground, Yechen sneered and said, "You trash, dare to provoke me?"

Crouching down, Yechen began to rummage through the belongings on the big man's body, and found twenty Xuanyin pills, twelve purple gold coins and hundreds of black coins.

"Trash is rubbish, to be so poor." Ye Chen shook his head, but it's not surprising, as a warrior, he usually doesn't store too much wealth on his body.

Putting the ghost knife on his back, Yechen started to walk back.

(End of this chapter)