Emperor of Death

Chapter 115 Huang Xinrou's Strength
No matter how Hao Dayong called his sister's name, the female ghost behind the old man Wuxin showed a ferocious and cruel expression, trying to tear Hao Dayong who was yelling at him to pieces.

"I'm going to kill you!" Hao Dayong rushed out.

Behind the old man Wuxin, a man in black came out and slapped Hao Dayong, sending Hao Dayong flying.

Hao Dayong fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

The rest of the people were shocked, the martial artist who made the move was actually a martial artist.And judging by his attire, he is no different from the rest of them. It is difficult to understand that these people are all martial artists?
Countless people were taken aback by their own thoughts.

Now the opponent has martial spirits, countless martial arts masters, and countless Li Hun trained by them. Such an enemy makes countless people behind Yechen feel desperate.

"You all back away." Ye Chen's voice sounded faintly, at this moment, like a fierce ghost in the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, it seemed extraordinarily cold.

"Xinrou, come with me!" Yechen held a long sword and walked slowly towards the old man Wuxin.

Huang Xinrou followed behind Yechen, holding a long sword, and the silver light on the sword's edge was faltering. Huang Xinrou has never wanted to kill at this moment since she was a child.

Behind Yechen, countless people watched all this worriedly. Although they knew that Yechen was very powerful and Huang Xinrou was unfathomable, but the other party was a member of the Soul Refining Sect. The famous Soul Refining Sect was heard by countless people. The name is frightening.

But now, unless Yechen and the others win, they can only die.

When approaching the old man Wuxin, Yechen stopped suddenly, cut open his palm with a long sword, and drew a complicated pattern on the palm with the tip of the sword.

"Kill them!" The old man Wuxin shouted loudly, and the man in black and the ghost behind him moved instantly.

Lin Shuang and the others discovered in despair that they guessed right, half of these people were martial artists, and most of them were also warriors.

The next moment, they looked up, and the power displayed by those ghosts was even more terrifying.

There are more than a dozen ghosts in the realm of martial arts among the white figures flying all over the sky, and compared with those men in black, the aura emanating from these ghosts is more powerful and terrifying.

"Xinrou, leave the living to you, help me block for a while. Leave these ghosts to me." Ye Chen whispered.

"Okay!" Huang Xinrou stepped forward, facing the man in black with his long sword.

"Hahaha, a kid in the realm of a warrior dares to challenge my ghost. I guarantee that as long as you breathe, you will be gnawed to the ground by my babies. Hahaha." The old man Wuxin laughed Then, countless translucent figures bypassed Huang Xinrou and flew towards Yechen.

"It's over!" Countless people had desperate expressions on their faces. In their eyes, no matter how strong Yechen was, it was impossible for a single warrior to challenge a group of warriors.

Yechen's sword tip was completely carved on the palm of his left hand, and then Yechen threw away the long sword, and the complex pattern outlined by wounds and blood on the palm of his hand glowed bright red.

Afterwards, with Ye Chen's left palm out, a ghost grass of the fifth-rank martial artist realm that flew over first screamed, and instantly dissipated into a cloud of green smoke.

The ghost of a fifth-tier martial artist was instantly killed by Yechen.

"Boy, what kind of martial skill is this?" The old man Wuxin shouted sharply in the distance.

"You have no right to know." Yechen shouted coldly, and continued to shoot with his left hand. Every ghost approached, and after being enveloped by the bloody light from Yechen's palm, it shattered instantly and dissipated into black smoke.

As for Huang Xinrou, who was standing around the crowd, the long sword in his hand shone even brighter, beheading three strong martial artists in a blink of an eye, and Huang Xinrou only used three moves, all of which were instant kills.

"Little girl, take your life." The confident expression on Wuxin's face completely disappeared, and finally he couldn't sit still, and took out a bone fan in his hand and rushed towards Huang Xinrou.

"A third-rank martial spirit?" Huang Xinrou sneered, "You still practice king-level skills."

"Little girl has some knowledge, die for me, spiritual level martial skill, Xuanxin Slash." The bone fan slashed out fiercely, a layer of crystal silver light swayed around the bone fan, and slashed towards Huang Xinrou's face.

Huang Xinrou continued to sneer, the light of the long sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, the long sword was raised high, and under the silver light, Huang Xinrou's eyes were extraordinarily bright, and a cold voice came out from inside the veil: "Today, let you Let's see what a real martial skill is. Qingyou Holy Sword Slash."

As Huang Xinrou slashed down with a sword, the silver streamer broke away from Huang Xinrou's long sword and turned into a ray of light to slash towards Wuxin old man.

The silver light shattered the strength of the old man Wuxin, and instantly disappeared into the bone fan and the old man's body. The old man's body trembled suddenly, and then everyone saw that the bone fan in the old man's hand turned into two pieces and fell off. , the old man Wuxin maintained the posture of holding the bone fan, and murmured in an unbelievable tone: "How is it possible, my realm is higher than yours."

After finishing speaking, the old man's body slowly split from the middle, and then divided into two equal halves and fell to the sides, with internal organs scattered all over the floor.

The Wuxin old man at the Wuling level, the strong man who brought despair to Lin Shuang and others, was instantly killed by Huang Xinrou with a sword.

Lin Shuang and the others looked at all this in horror. They never thought that this woman who had been standing beside Ye Chen and was willing to act as a maid was so powerful.

Their faces were moved. At this moment, Yechen grew infinitely taller in their hearts. Such a powerful person is willing to work for him, so what reason does he not have to do well?

For this result, Ye Chen was no exception. Although the boy Huang Mo ranked lower among Emperor Wu, he was still a strong Emperor Wu. With a powerful martial spirit and king-level martial arts skills, it is reasonable to kill him instantly. If there is no instant kill, Yechen will be surprised.

After killing the old man Wuxin, Huang Xinrou rushed into the crowd, the long sword in his hand was like the scythe of death, constantly harvesting life.

The ghost in the sky was also quickly dealt with by Yechen.

Countless people watched this scene and felt that it was so unreal.

Such a terrifying team led by the old man Wuxin was capable of bloodbathing the entire Jiangyin City, but now they were massacred by Yechen and Huang Xinrou.

"What kind of master did I follow?" Lin Shuang thought, but his mood was unprecedented. The stronger Yechen's strength, the happier he was. At the same time, Lin Shuang's determination not to betray was strengthened, and he followed such a master. , I will never be comparable to a person who is shrunk in the small Jiangyin City. Lin Shuang even feels that even the city lord of Jiangyin City will be far inferior to himself in the future.

Following such a strong man is something that many people dream of but can't dream of. Lin Shuang is glad that she knew him at a young age.

(End of this chapter)