Emperor of Death

Chapter 1156 Snatching the Xuanling Ice Corpse

"boom!"

A loud bang.

The sword energy slashed by the Wenchuan sword collided with the condensed sword energy of the blue flame flames slashed by the Yechen Demon Sword, exploding and melting each other in the void. Wherever the energy went, the void was frantically covered raged again.

"Boom!" The affected energy on the mountain below caused a huge avalanche, and nature roared angrily below. The white snow and ice galloped on the mountain, which was extremely spectacular.

In the end, the power of Wen Chuan's sword was slightly stronger than that of Ye Chen, and Wen Chuan's remaining sword energy continued to fly towards Ye Chen.

Yechen stepped on the silver light, avoiding the remaining sword energy.This bit of sword energy could no longer threaten Yechen.

As Ye Chen expected, although the Hanming ghost fire is powerful, it may not be able to defeat the sword, the sword is too terrifying.

What's more, Wen Chuan couldn't fully use a sword of this level, perhaps not even one percent of its power.

Super treasures are naturally more powerful in the hands of stronger people. Unless they are so powerful that the power of the sword can be surpassed by the sword, they will be discarded.

Whether it is Wenchuan or Yechen, they are too far away from that realm.

Holding the sword in his hand, Wen Chuan looked at all this in disbelief, his eyes were round and round, and he said in shock: "You, you can hit my sword, no, it's impossible."

Yechen sneered disdainfully, and said with a sneer, "What I use is my own strength, unlike you, who actually use external force. You are far inferior to me."

"No, it's impossible!" Wen Chuan stared at Ye Chen, shook the root tightly, looked at Ye Chen with a fierce face, and shouted in a low voice: "Ye Chen, tell me, you are not Wu Zong, you are Wu Zun peak!"

"Hehehe, why are you deceiving yourself and others? But, you are already dying, why are you thinking about so much?" The next moment, Yechen stepped on the silver light, stepped forward suddenly, and slashed forward with the sword in his hand. .

The magic sword under the blessing of the blue flame cage looks extraordinarily beautiful.

"No, it's impossible!" Wen Chuan held the sword with a crazy expression. When he saw Ye Chen flying towards him, he grimaced and stepped forward. The sword in his hand collided with Ye Chen's magic sword, and the two fought in the void.

"No, it's impossible, what kind of swordsmanship is this!" Wen Chuan's wide eyes seemed to see through Yechen's magic sword, but with his eyesight and knowledge, he only felt that this swordsmanship was very subtle, but the subtlety lies in Where, but can't tell.

Wen Chuan's personality is a good thing that he has, and others should not have it.What others have, I should have. This kind of character is selfish to the extreme.

Under the influence of this kind of personality, he now feels extremely uncomfortable seeing Ye Chen possessing exquisite swordsmanship that he has never mastered.

"No, I am the proud son of heaven, the protagonist of the era, and any enemy who stands in front of me should be crushed by me. Yechen, your sword skills are also mine!"

Wen Chuan, who didn't believe in evil, continued to charge towards Ye Chen with his sword, and the sword lights of both sides intertwined, fighting to the death.

In a distant place, Xiong Shi of the Xiongren race looked towards the direction of Wenchuan's battle with his eyebrows raised. He really wanted to go and take a look, but he thought of the old priest's explanation and thought that God's will must not be violated, so he could only suppress his curiosity. In the heart, do not pay attention to the secrets of the allies.

The swords of Wen Chuan and Ye Chen collided crazily, making a series of noises in the sky. The snow-capped mountain below which gave birth to the Xuanling Ice Corpse was completely invisible, and was moved into Flat land.

After more than ten moves in a row, Wen Chuan pushed away far away, looking down at his body in disbelief.

There are four criss-crossing wounds on it. These wounds were all wounded by Yechen's magic sword. Although the wounds were not deep, Yechen's power poured in along the wounds, scurrying in Wen Chuan's body, burning crazily And freeze Wen Chuan's body, Wen Chuan must allocate part of his strength to suppress the scurrying power in his body.

In just a few strokes of the confrontation, he was traumatized. On the other hand, Yechen was still holding the magic sword, and he didn't have any injuries on his body.

His own strength clearly had the upper hand, but Ye Chen used a mysterious sword technique to forcefully reverse his position, and almost crushed him.

Such an ending made it difficult for Wen Chuan to accept it.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spewed out, and he was so angry that he couldn't help vomiting blood, which was the expression of extreme anger.

Extremely unwilling, today is different from the past, once the battle is defeated, the Xuanling ice corpse will never be taken back, it is his foundation, something as important as his own life.

But now, looking at the mysterious ice corpse imprisoned in the sky in the distance, it could have been reached with one breath, but Yechen and his sword stood in front of him like a sky, even costing his life .

Yechen didn't wait for Wen Chuan's emotions, he held the magic sword in front of him, and kept using the nameless sword he had just comprehended. The sword became smoother in his hands.

The sword shadow was intertwined with the blue sword light, which made Wen Chuan feel waves of panic.

Wen Chuan was retreating, the sword in his hand resisting Yechen's sword edge, but during the retreat, he suffered several wounds on his body.

The flying boat was very fast, and a silver light was drawn away to push away the range covered by Yechen's sword. Afterwards, Wen Chuan dared not look at the Xuanling ice corpse with deep fear, and his speed suddenly accelerated, heading towards the distant sky sprint.

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!" Ye Chen sneered, his body was covered with silver light, and he slashed forward suddenly.

Martial arts, shadow clone.

The escaped Wen Chuan held the mysterious leg bone, and a transparent thin mask appeared around him again, wrapping his body and flying in the sky.

"Crack!" It was like the sound of a bubble breaking, this time Yechen strengthened the power of the cold ghost fire, and the sword glow was naturally more terrifying, and it slashed at the defensive bubble.

Holding the sword in his hand, Wen Chuan kept resisting the silver lights and shadows. The power in his body poured into the sword like a tide, and he shouted: "Break through the air!"

Slashing with a sword, countless silver lights and shadows dissipated.

Afterwards, Wen Chuan drove the treasure ship and quickly disappeared into the far end of the sky.

"That flying boat is really amazing!" Yechen looked at Wen Chuan's back and sighed, "Next time if there is a chance, I must take the flying boat."

This time, Yechen was also thinking of a quick battle. After all, this is the territory of the bear tribe. Yechen didn't want to attract the attention of the bear tribe masters. From Yechen's appearance to the end of the fight, it was only 3 minutes. ,

"Hehe, I will definitely get that sword! Let's store it with you first." Ye Chen said lightly, and then called out Ivy to open the purgatory space and send Lan Wen and Xuanling Ice Corpse into it. In the purgatory space.

(End of this chapter)