Emperor of Death

Chapter 1466: The Remaining Brave Should Pursue the Poor Bandits

Li Jiuyou walked to Yang Kai's side step by step, and a cold voice came out slowly from the armor: "Forgiveness or not is your Majesty's business, and my task is to entrust you to His Majesty."

Yun Xiao in a white dress stood beside Li Jiuyou with his hands behind his back, looked at Yang Kai with a sneer and said, "Yang Kai, Yang Kai, if I knew why today, you should know what His Majesty hates the most. What you have done The whole world knows about it, hehe, you'd better seek blessings for yourself, Lord Vice-religious leader."

Hearing this, she raised her face as if she had died.

As a vassal king, he Yang Kai is powerful, but today, whether it is power or strength, he Yang Kai is far from being able to compete with Ye Chen.

Li Jiuyou threw out a rope, lifted the seriously injured and tied it tightly.

"Jiangyin City has won, the Dragon Clan has fled, and the Lord of Death is leading people to hunt him down!" The news swept across the Shenwu Continent like a storm, and the Lord of Death's strong return caused a huge commotion.

Someone wrote excitedly: "That's the Dragon Clan, an extremely powerful Dragon Clan. I didn't expect that history is still reincarnated, and the Dragon Clan is still suppressed by the Lord of Death. Perhaps, this is why the Dragon Emperor tried every means to murder the Lord of Death."

"The dragon clan is strong and has always regarded itself as the first race. The Dragon Emperor is even more arrogant. How can he tolerate a death monarch who is stronger than him. What a pity, the death monarch is the death monarch. His return has once again suppressed the dragon clan. .”

"The day when our human race can feel proud has finally come. The first race in the Martial God Continent should be our human race."

"If the dead monarch sits in these years, which alien race would dare to harass our human race border and kill our human race people, now it's the alien race's turn to tremble."

"My sword has been sharpened. As long as the Lord of Death gives an order, I will join the army. I will fight for the idol in my heart."

At this moment, the entire human race was very excited. They seemed to see the scene when the death monarch led the human race to the peak again. The morale of the human race also reached its peak at this moment.

This is a charm that no emperor has ever possessed.

. . . . . . . .

The colorful palaces shuttled through the void continuously, piercing through the nine heavens, and the powerful dragon clan drove the colorful palaces to flee desperately.

The Dragon Emperor stood on the top of the palace, looking into the distance with cold eyes, and the anger in his heart was burning.

The Dragon Emperor clenched his fists tightly and spat out a few words viciously as if exhausting all his strength: "Ye Changtian! Yechen! I should have killed you long ago, I should have killed you long ago, damn it!"

Only then did the Dragon Emperor realize that he was being too careless. Thinking about it carefully, no matter whether it was Ye Chen's skill or talent, he was no worse than the former dead monarch.

However, the Dragon Clan is too proud to look down on an ant-like weakling. Even if someone once told him that the Human Clan produced a peerless genius, the Dragon Clan didn't take it seriously at all. Even the Dragon Emperor once thought: How, stronger than the death monarch, was also killed by us, can the human race produce another death monarch?
But, God just made such a joke with him. The man he used to dream of killing has really come back now. Standing in front of him, he is still so powerful, so confident, and so proud.

Those hateful eyes, Dragon Emperor really wanted to dig those eyes out and chew them up.

"Your Majesty, Yechen is catching up." The blue-faced man of the Dragon Clan said to the Dragon Emperor.

The Dragon Emperor turned his head suddenly, and saw Yechen standing upright on the flying boat with his hands folded across his chest, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his face looked very indifferent, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were full of contempt and sneer .

Ye Chen didn't make a sound, but the Dragon Emperor could clearly see Ye Chen's expression telling him: You bunch of bereaved dogs.

For the proud Dragon Emperor, Ye Chen's expression made him more uncomfortable than scolding him in public.

The Dragon Emperor finally couldn't help roaring: "Ye Changtian, don't bully the dragon too much!"

Yechen laughed slowly, and said softly, "Too much bullying? Are you scared?"

"Damn it, hate it!" Dragon Emperor was so angry that he really wanted to tear Ye Chen's proud face into pieces, but he was powerless.

The older he gets, the more he fears death. The Dragon Emperor has lived a long life and wielded supreme power, so why is he willing to stay and fight Ye Chen desperately.

"You wait!" Dragon Emperor roared, and the sound swept across the sky, rolling towards Yechen, "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. The next time I see you, I will take your life."

"Hehe, do you think I will give you a chance?" Ye Chen said indifferently, looking at the Dragon Emperor with a sneer, as if mocking the Dragon Emperor's ignorance.

"Your Majesty!" The blue-faced man pointed at the flying boat and said, "The speed of the boat under his feet is too fast, and it is getting closer and closer to us."

"Huh?" Dragon Emperor looked at Ye Chen coldly, clenched his fists, and dug his nails into his flesh.

"Your Majesty!" The blue-faced man said again, "The princes and kings seem to have not followed."

"Huh?" The Dragon Emperor looked down at Ye Chen, and it was really empty there, and there was no figure of a strong person.

The blue-faced man continued: "Yechen's boat is fast, so it must not be able to carry too many people. So there are only a few people chasing after it. Your Majesty, Yechen is so big, do you want it?"

After the words fell, the blue-faced man made a movement of cutting his neck.

The Dragon Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said ferociously: "You are right, Ye Changtian is still too arrogant, and dare to bring so many people to chase after us, we will continue to retreat, and after we have opened a certain distance, Turn around and kill them back. Tell the clansmen, get ready to fight, after killing Yechen, we will slaughter the entire Jiangyin City."

"Yes!" The blue-faced man shouted.

Not long after, dragon masters came out of the palace one by one and stood behind the Dragon Emperor. At this moment, the flying spirit boat was getting closer and closer to the colorful palace. As long as both sides made a move, they could attack the opponent's magic weapon.

The masters of the Dragon Clan are waiting in battle, waiting for the Dragon Emperor's order.

"Run, where else can you run?" Yechen sneered.

"Who said I'm going to run away!" The Dragon Emperor's face was full of smug expressions, "Hahaha, Ye Changtian, Ye Changtian, you are so arrogant, you have lived a whole life, and you are still on the same stone After falling down, it is really beyond our capabilities to bring so many people to chase our Dragon Clan alone. Warriors! Kill!"

Holding the golden dragon sword in hand, the Dragon Emperor jumped down from the palace first, and the golden sword slashed downward.

Ye Zixuan stepped hard on the flying spirit boat with both feet, and her whole body shot into the sky like a rocket, and then the sword in her hand collided with the Dragon Emperor's golden dragon sword.

The Dragon Emperor roared: "I'll hold Ye Zixuan, you go and kill Yechen!"

"Kill!" Many masters of the Dragon Clan swept past the Dragon Emperor and Ye Zixuan, and rushed towards Ye Chen viciously.

Kongming, Lanyue, and Huaqiong have long been the objects of the dragon clan's key care, and they were entangled in an instant.

There were still dozens of Martial Emperors left, and they continued to kill Yechen.

(End of this chapter)