Emperor of Death

Chapter 1118 Two Martial Saints
Yechen stood in the void, his hands were covered with blood, and watched Wen Chuan stepping on the flying boat, going further and further away.

"Where is this person from? How did he come to the Martial God Continent?" Ye Chen murmured.

Ye Chen is not afraid of Wen Chuan, but whether it is Wen Chuan's skills or magic weapons, Ye Chen is deeply afraid. If there is such a world, most people have such skills and skills. Magical weapon, then how can the Empire of Death resist it?

What's even more strange is that, as a human race, he somehow wanted to kill himself. Could it be that he was dominated by someone?
It's a pity that he was not caught, otherwise if he was caught and interrogated carefully, not only would he be able to inquire about his background, but he would also be able to obtain a series of his magic weapons, which moved Ye Chen very much.

At the same time, Yechen was also fortunate that Lan Wen and other dead creatures were not summoned in this battle. The terrifying sword light made him resist with mysterious scales. If it hit Lan Wen and the others, his dead creatures might die. That was a loss Yechen couldn't bear.

In the distance, the Feiyun Treasure Ship flew back again, Meng Xinqi flew to Yechen's side, and said with lingering fear: "That person can actually hurt you, so strong."

"Well, very strong!" Yechen obviously didn't want to say more, and said calmly, "It's a pity that he ran away."

"Who is this person?" Meng Xinqi asked.

Ye Chen shook his head: "I don't know either, let someone ask." Ye Chen knew that Meng Xinqi had something to do with Ghost Guard, and hoped to use the power of Ghost Guard to find out his daily activities.

For Wen Chuan's sudden appearance, Ye Chen felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

"I'm still too weak. If I can become stronger and capture him alive, then nothing will happen." Ye Chen thought.

"Let's go! This time, change to a bigger treasure ship." Yechen threw out the flying dragon treasure ship, no longer keeping a low profile.

The flying dragon treasure ship has good defense capabilities and extremely fast speed, allowing Yechen to fly to Jiangyin City more safely.

At the beginning, Song Qiu was able to resist the repeated attacks of a martial sage because of the huge defensive ability of the flying dragon treasure ship. In the end, he relied on Yechen to help him improve the martial sage and defeated the sneak attacking martial sage in one fell swoop. Among them, the flying dragon treasure ship The credit is indispensable, if not for the existence of the flying dragon treasure ship, both Song Qiu and Yechen would have been slapped to death by the Hai Clan.

Driving the Feiyun Treasure Ship, Yechen's speed was very fast. About three hours later, Yechen fell from the void and landed on the top of a gentle hill.

Yechen looked around, and said calmly: "Don't hide, no matter how tight your hiding place is, I can still smell the rats on your body."

"Hehehe, Yechen!" A voice in the mountains and forests suddenly approached and far away, making people unable to tell the direction, "It's finally time for you to place orders, do you have any last words to say?"

Yechen stood on the deck of the Feilong Treasure Ship, and said calmly: "Come out. I'm in a hurry."

"Hehehe, old man Soul Refining Sect Wang Lin!" An old man walked out of the forest slowly, exuding a peerless majesty, Meng Xinqi's face changed drastically: "Is it a Martial Saint?"

"Hehe, the little girl has some eyesight!" The old man said indifferently, "For the sake of your eyesight, the old man will let you have a good taste of being a woman before you die!"

With a gloomy face, Ye Chen said coldly: "You're looking for death!" It's fine to scold him, but insulting and molesting his fiancée made Ye Chen really angry immediately.

Yechen said coldly: "There is one more, come out too. You all followed me all the way."

"It's good that I found this old man!" From another direction, an old man dressed in black who looked like an old farmer came out of the forest and said coldly to Yechen, "Bliss, Stinger!"

Bliss, the number one killer in the Death Empire, has made countless people feel ashamed.

Yechen shook his head and said, "Ji Le, you have also dispatched the Martial Saints. I didn't expect that you two mouse-like organizations would cooperate, ha ha."

Wang Lin sneered and said, "It's not cooperation, it's just that they are going to kill you by chance, so let's do it together. This place is far away from the imperial capital. Let's see who can save you."

"What nonsense, the flying dragon treasure ship has absolute defense and can delay time, don't be wordy, kill!" Stinger said coldly, he is a qualified killer, and he is a soul-refining soul like Wang Lin who insists on saying a few words when he meets him. Master Zong, I am afraid that he has held back for too long. He has not talked to normal people for a long time and has been suppressed.

"Yechen, run!" Meng Xinqi's voice was trembling.

Yechen said lightly: "It's okay, I stopped to let them show up."

Without further ado, the poisonous thorn stabbed at Ye Chen with a sword from a distance, and the sharp sword light pierced towards the Feilong treasure ship with a power that made the soul tremble.

On the other side, Wang Lin slapped out with his right hand. The huge palm covered the sky and the sun, bigger than the huge flying dragon treasure ship, like the hand of God who destroyed the world.

Two martial saints are too strong.

On the treasure ship, Ye Chen was indifferent, and said calmly: "Hehe, Soul Refining Sect, oh Soul Refining Sect, I am your nemesis, your luck is really bad."

After Ye Chen's words fell, a beautiful woman like a fairy suddenly descended from the nine heavens. The woman was dressed in a blue dress fluttering in the wind, amazed everyone's eyes.

The blue moon is here.

Immediately, Lan Yue grabbed the void with both hands, and the power of the two old men was crushed into pieces, and then two arc-shaped sword auras popped out from her fingers. The sword aura was not big, but it flashed away in the void like lightning. Sinking into the foreheads of the two old men, the entire brain was split into two.

The two invincible old men who had just appeared on the stage were easily beheaded by Lan Yue, and the methods used were so calm that they didn't even have the strength to resist.

Yechen smiled, knowing that Lanyue didn't cut off their heads because she wanted to keep the corpses for herself.

Yechen grabbed the two corpses, and they were still in the storage ring.

The Soul Refining Sect was really unlucky, Lan Yue was present when they sent martial saints twice, if it wasn't for Lan Yue this time, Ye Chen could only hide in the purgatory space.

"Master!" Meng Xinqi looked at the blue moon falling on the deck and shouted happily.

Yechen bowed to Lanyue and said, "Meet Princess Lanyue."

Meng Xinqi stepped forward and took Lan Yue's hand, obviously very happy.

Lan Yue said indifferently: "General Ye, prepare a secret room, I have important military secrets to tell you."

"Ah, Master, what is an important secret, can I listen to it?" Meng Xinqi looked at Lan Yue with a playful smile.

Lan Yue shook her head seriously, and said: "After all, you are not a member of the military. It's fine to participate in fighting and killing on weekdays, but military secrets are not something you can participate in."

"Oh, I see.!" Meng Xinqi lowered her head and stuck out her tongue.

(End of this chapter)