Emperor of Death

Chapter 1138 Fatal Handprint
In the void, Yechen stood above the Nine Heavens, holding Wang Ziyu, whose face was full of astonishment, in his arms, standing against the wind like a couple of immortals, his clothes fluttering.

Below, a huge silver handprint, like the hand of God, pressed down on countless alien masters who flew up.

Facing the silver handprint, countless people raised their heads with horror on their faces.

The feeling of death fell on everyone's heart, making them feel cold as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The speed of both sides is too fast, the silver handprint is pressed very fast, and the speed of the masters below is also fast.

"Brothers of all races, stop!" A Batman master shouted in horror, his speed was faster than others, so that he would be the first to touch Yechen's handprint and become the first victim.

Hundreds of people exercised their power, and sword glows and rainbows of various colors flew towards the silver handprint as if they didn't want to spend any money, as if they wanted to break the sky.

The next moment, these attacks touched the silver handprints and were shattered by the power of the aftermath. The silver handprints continued to carry the power of destroying the world and pressed downward.

This is the power of a Wu Zun. Wu Zong's promotion to Wu Zun is the evolution of life, and it can no longer be defeated by numbers.

Only a few perverts who have practiced super martial arts have the ability to fight Wu Zun in the realm of Wu Zong, and such skills have never been possessed in the entire Martial God Continent.

The speed was too fast, and the people below had no chance to use the second martial skill.

"No!" Countless people had ferocious faces and roared hysterically.

Below, a golden lightning struck and hit the silver handprint, which disappeared in smoke, and then continued to fly towards Yechen with majestic power.

It was another lightning bolt of divine power, which came from the son of the Batman clan.

Fortunately, Yechen made preparations early. After seeing so many races, Yechen knew that they must have prepared a lot in order to keep him this time.

The huge scale was taken out by Ye Chen from the storage ring, and then blocked below.

"Boom!" The amount of divine power was also quite a lot this time, Ye Chen and Wang Ziyu were blown away again, they were blown away like cannonballs, and flew high in the sky.

That speed is no slower than Yechen flying with all his strength.

"Huh!" Hundreds of aliens were still staying in the void, looking at the distant Yechen with a deep sense of horror on their faces. Everyone was covered in cold sweat, and the sweat wet their hair, making them feel like they were dying. Their original glorious hair stuck together, like a dog in the water.

The emperors below who didn't make a move originally wore relaxed smiles, but at this moment, the smiles were still condensed on their faces, showing embarrassment.

The wind was blowing gently, and the originally chaotic scene became extremely quiet, so quiet that the sound of the wind and heavy breathing could be heard.

After a while, someone said: "Yechen is too scary!"

Roja, who had been laughing at Yechen all the time, looked very serious now, and said in a deep voice, "Except for divine power, we are no match."

Everyone nodded in tacit understanding. The pressure of death just now has made them feel deep fear and shattered the arrogance of these emperors.

The emperor of the White Rhinoceros clan said in a shocked tone: "That Yechen, I don't know how to cultivate, how could he be so strong."

Everyone was silent. Who knows about this problem.

"Look, what's that?" Yingbo, the emperor of the Yingren clan who was standing in the sky, said loudly. Immediately, everyone suddenly looked up, and saw a small silver dot flying over the sky.

The silver dot was extremely fast, and when everyone saw it clearly, everyone's face showed a look of shock.

That is, the silver palm print.

The terrifying coercion fell from the sky, and immediately touched the string of death in everyone's mind.

Countless people subconsciously said in unison: "It's Yechen's power."

This palm print is the same as the previous one, so powerful that it is unstoppable, covering everyone like the sky, making it impossible for the warriors of other races to escape.

"Divine power, use your divine power!" Someone shouted loudly, they were still standing in the sky, how could they have thought that Ye Chen, who had just been knocked into the air, would make a comeback and slap a deadly palm.

A scepter appeared in the hands of the emperor of the Baisai tribe, and then turned into lightning and blasted towards the silver palm, which was crushed silently.

This is the divine power of this blow, which only dissipated Ye Chen's power, but failed to hit Ye Chen, which made Bai He, a disciple of the White Rhino Clan, feel very unwilling.

At this moment, the people who were standing above everyone's heads did not dare to continue standing, but spread out, so as not to have a chance to escape when they were attacked by Ye Chen.

A small black dot appeared in the sky, and someone exclaimed, "Ye Chen is here."

At this moment, Yechen's figure seemed to them like a mighty god, bringing them huge pressure of death.

"What should I do!" Several geniuses with divine power stood together. This time, it was not only the emperor who carried the divine power. In order to be able to kill Yechen, the different races would not be stingy with the strength they treasured, and now Being able to communicate with the gods, they can get the divine power from the gods from time to time, so that they will not be as tight as before.

Yingbo said viciously: "Since you have come in, there is no reason to retreat. I can't afford to lose face. Besides, I think everyone has brought a lot of divine power this time. Why don't you work together and get Ye Chen Totally stay here."

Roja said in a deep voice: "Yingbo is right, I just leave like this, I am not reconciled, our Golden Lion Clan can't afford to lose face, join hands and kill him!"

Following the opening of the two king races, everyone nodded silently,

Ying Bo said in a deep voice: "Then, let's not save our divine power. We should cooperate with each other and use our divine power together. Yechen will definitely not be an opponent of divine power, but that is the power of a god."

At this moment, Ye Chen saw a group of the most powerful people sneaking together below, and immediately slapped down on this group of people, the silver palm gathered again, and then pressed down.

"Good time, Yechen, die for me!" Ying Bo, who had used the scepter of divine power once, pulled out a scepter from the storage ring again, and then the divine power surged out, smashing the silver scepter Yechen shot. The palm print, and then defeated the palm print, blasting towards Yechen's body.

"It's still there!" Ye Chen gritted his teeth, stepped on the silver light, and escaped dangerously.

The divine power brushed past Ye Chen's side, leaving a bloody wound on his right arm.

"It's still a bit careless!" The right hand was running power, and the wound was slowly healing, and then I saw a group of geniuses below, each holding a scepter, suddenly soaring up...

(End of this chapter)