Emperor of Death

Chapter 1137 Contempt
Yingbo stood in the sky, flapping his wings lightly, and the breeze fluttered rhythmically around him, as if he was a god who had mastered the wind.

Yingbo's aura appeared to be very insolent, and it spread without any concealment, hitting Yechen and Wang Ziyu below, and laughed loudly: "Yechen, is it true that you are used to being praised and arrogant in the human race?" I thought I was invincible. I didn’t expect that I was so lucky. I ran into you when I first came in. You said, you cut off the head yourself, or do you want me to do it? If I do it, I’m afraid it won’t be as happy as you coming by yourself .”

"Where did the idiot come from!" Ye Chen's face was full of disdain, "There are still alien races in front of me who don't know how powerful they are? It seems that I haven't killed enough alien races these years."

"Hahaha, it's quite a lot to kill our alien race. Are you talking about the Martial King of the Star Sea Battlefield? That group of waste was killed by a human race so much, and keeping it is a waste of food!" Yingbo said loudly, "Look Come on, you don't have the consciousness to commit suicide, so that's fine, let me harvest your life."

While speaking, Yingbo stretched out a sharp claw of his right hand, pointed at Yechen from afar and said, "Brothers, kill him."

"Huh! Let's go!" The Yingren screamed strangely, and then swooped down towards Yechen, waving their sharp claws and catching Yechen, just like an eagle catching a rabbit.

Yechen was almost stunned when he saw it. These bird people really regarded themselves as soft persimmons?When did I become so less scary?

The next moment, Yechen's right hand glowed with black light, and then condensed into a black magic sword. Facing the first peak master of the Yingren Wuzong who rushed down, he slashed forward with a sword.

The black sword light suddenly flew forward, and the protective power of the Yingren clan was shredded like paper, and then the whole body, like Yechen's green moth, turned into two halves and fell to the ground without a sound.

"What?" After seeing this scene, the eagle people who flew down already regretted it. Yechen's sword seemed normal, but experts knew if it was there as soon as he made a move. They knew that they underestimated Yechen.

The Yingren came flying at full speed, and it was impossible to retreat, so they could only slow down in the sky.

Yechen slashed several swords in succession at the Wuzong masters of the Yingren clan, and black arcs of sword light flew out, beheading the Yingren clan one by one, looking very easy.

"Why, how could this happen!" Ying Bo, who seemed very excited just now, was stunned at this moment. Ye Chen was just a flash of sword light, and he beheaded the peak master of Wu Zong. With such strength, he couldn't do it at all. .

At this moment, Ying Bo remembered what the old priest told him about Ye Chen's strength. At that time, he was so dismissive and arrogant.

At this moment, he finally realized that he had to pay the price for his arrogance.

A sword light flew towards Yingbo, and slashed at his body from a distance.

"No, I'm the emperor's son, I'm a genius, I'm the future Emperor Wu, I'm still young, I can't just die like this." Yingbo roared, and pulled out a scepter from the storage ring.

A golden light emerged from the scepter, and then struck Yechen like lightning.

"What the hell, these alien races always have such annoying tricks." Ye Chen had been guarding against his move for a long time, his heart moved, a huge mysterious scale appeared from the storage ring, Ye Chen put his arms around Wang Ziyu's waist, Block the scales from the golden light.

"Boom!" It sounded like the beating of a huge bell, and like a mountain hitting the scales, the huge counter-shock force shook Yechen's hands to the point of pain. Yechen hugged Wang Ziyu, and the two of them They were knocked out, and then smashed together on the grass, covered under the scales.

Under the scales, Yechen turned his head and glanced at Wang Ziyu, just in time, Wang Ziyu also turned his head to look, their lips touched slightly, and then quickly turned their heads away.

Yechen smiled awkwardly: "Accident, I didn't expect this kid to use a lot more divine power than before. Don't get used to it if you are careless for a while."

Wang Ziyu blushed up to her ears, and said angrily, "Your hand!"

"Ah, what!" Yechen subconsciously looked at his hand, the left hand was still holding the scales, only to realize that his right hand hugged Wang Ziyu's waist, and Xiaoman squeezed it tightly...

"Hehe, I'm sorry!" When Yechen's hand was pulled out from Wang Ziyu's back, the slight friction made Wang Ziyu's body tremble again.

Yechen put away his shield, his eyes became brighter, and his field of vision became wider again.

In the distance, a figure fell from the sky, and then hit the grass not far from Yechen. It was not Yingbo, but a golden lion.

Afterwards, countless figures descended, all of which were golden lions.

"Hehe, Yechen was really boasted." When the golden lion came, he happened to see the scene of Yechen being knocked into the air, but he didn't see the previous battle, so he despised Yechen even more in his heart.

Yechen didn't intend to get up, he saw that there were more black spots in the sky, and then smashed towards his direction.

Really, very lively.

Earth Monkey Clan, Crocodile Clan, White Rhino Clan, Barbarian Clan, Leopard Clan...

There are no less than fifteen races in total, and Yechen didn't even bother to count them in the end.

Yechen turned his head away, almost shook Wang Ziyu's ears, and whispered, "Follow me!"

This time, Yechen stretched out his hand to stop Wang Ziyu's waist, and the two of them flew up into the sky.

"Ah!" Wang Ziyu was caught off guard, and was held by Ye Chen with one hand and fled into the void.

"Hahaha, where to go, catch him!" Roja of the lion clan laughed and said, seeing Yechen running away, everyone only thought that Yechen was a battle between trapped beasts, and everything was under control.

The emperor of the earth monkey tribe also sneered loudly: "Yechen, surrounded by such a large army, you will surely die, why bother to resist."

One after another figures rushed towards the sky, thinking that Ye Chen was about to escape, trying to intercept him.

Everyone shot out one after another, one after another of power turned into a rainbow and shot out, and colorful streamers flew towards Ye Chen's figure in the distance.

There were relaxed smiles on the faces of the emperor's sons, as if they were watching a good show.

"The speed is very fast, beyond my surprise!" The emperor of the White Rhinoceros clan hugged his chest and said calmly.

"A bunch of idiots! Looking for death!" Ye Chen hugged Wang Ziyu with one hand, his face was full of disdainful sneers, the only thing Ye Chen was afraid of was their divine power, and it was only fear.

When Yechen flew to a high place, he slapped down with his palm, and a silver palm print was formed and pressed down.

As if after God, he suppressed towards the bottom and slapped out with one palm, the power of the people below was shattered one after another. However, after crushing so much power, the power of the silver palm print remained undiminished.

After seeing this scene, the alien masters who originally had relaxed smiles on their faces suddenly changed, becoming extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Countless people shouted at this moment: "No!"

(End of this chapter)