Emperor of Death

Chapter 1556 Fierce War God Envoy ([-])
Ye Chen was retreating, endless sword energy spread around him, and the sword energy spun around, cutting into the black ferocious body like a fan, and then the sword energy on his body continued to bloom.

The power of the black ferocious monster was constantly weakened, but his speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, the ferocious horns on his head reached Yechen's chest, stabbing at Yechen fiercely.

At this moment, Yechen moved, and the magic sword in his hand glowed amazingly in the void.

Swordsmanship, nameless!
The sword light flashed across the body of the giant beast, and the fierce sword energy overflowed from the magic sword, and suddenly exploded in the body of the ferocious black giant beast, and the fierce sword energy swept wildly. When he was about to touch Yechen, the smoke disappeared.

"How is it possible!" The envoy stared at this scene with wide eyes in disbelief. Even he felt frightened by Yechen's sword move just now.

How could it be possible for a human race on a low plane to display such advanced swordsmanship.

"This sword technique!" The face of the black-clothed old man who was cluttered with empty rocks was also full of shock. Although this sword technique seemed rough to him, it contained extremely high swordplay profound meaning.

"I don't know if there is an upper limit to this sword technique. It would be a pity if it has reached the upper limit now." The old man in black sighed, "I feel that this sword technique is extremely exquisite, and the person who created this sword technique must be unpredictable. Just, what kind of sword technique is this? Old man Kongkong, you run around the world and see a lot, can you see it?"

The old man Kong Kong shook his head lightly and said: "I have seen countless sword masters, but even the sword scholars back then did not have such a profound and unpredictable swordsmanship."

The old man in black asked sullenly, "Could it be that bastard created it?"

"Him?" The old man Kong Kong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "That man's swordsmanship is different, and the way contained in this swordsmanship seems to be more mysterious than his swordsmanship. This swordsmanship should not be created by him."

The old man in black said in shock: "Could it be that there is still such a genius hidden in this world, who is better than that bastard in terms of swordsmanship?"

"This..." The empty old man was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, and said in an unconfident tone, "It should be impossible."

In the void, the battle between the envoy and Yechen continued.

A black long knife brought out a series of sword lights in the sky, and the sword lights turned into nine black light dragons, roaring towards Yechen with a pitch-black arc.

Pseudo-God-Level Martial Skill: Nine Dragons Roar!
Yechen stepped on the void, stepped on the light, and shuttled around in the void, avoiding the roaring attack of the nine dragons.

"Die to me!" the envoy shouted ferociously while controlling the long knife.

Suddenly, the heads of nine black light dragons pinched Yechen in the void, blocked Yechen's surroundings, and slammed into each other fiercely.

"Boom!" Nine black light dragons collided, turning into black power and exploding in the void, instantly submerging Yechen.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha!" The envoy flapped his fleshy wings, held a long knife and looked up to the sky with a long smile.

With such a powerful blow from him, even if Ye Chen survived, he would only have his last breath left.

"What are you laughing at?" A calm question interrupted the envoy, who was stunned, and then suddenly stared at the direction of the explosion.

The black light was slowly spreading out. In the light, Yechen's clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and he walked out of the light with a magic sword in his hand. At this moment, Yechen looked extremely embarrassed.

But, that's all.

Wretchedness is nothingness, but there is no scar on Yechen's body.

"You survived." The envoy stared at Yechen and said angrily.

"Hehe, it's too naive to kill me with such a small skill." Ye Chen said calmly.

"Hmph!" The envoy stepped forward and continued to use his saber technique to kill Ye Chen, even roaring in his mouth, "How much strength do you have if you blocked one of my moves?"

The exquisite sword technique blossomed again in the hands of the envoy, and the sound of the impact resounded again and again, the envoy gritted his teeth tightly and said: "Let you taste the power of this sword, even if you don't use martial arts, you can Kill you."

"Oh, really!" Seeing the envoy's black long knife stabbing directly at his left armpit at a tricky angle, the sword in Yechen's hand burst into a bewitching light at this moment.

The nameless sword technique was performed again.

Competing with swordsmanship, Yechen is not afraid of anyone.

The long sword cut off the envoy's shoulder, with a stream of blood, and cut a palm-deep wound. If it wasn't for the envoy's quick reaction, this sword would have cut off his entire shoulder.

But now, the envoy is still not feeling well, Yechen's fierce sword energy is constantly rushing through his body, traumatizing his internal organs, a mouthful of blood is spurted out fiercely, and the blood spills into the sky.

A burst of refreshing fragrance spread between heaven and earth, and everyone who smelled this fragrance couldn't help swallowing.

This is biological instinct.

Emperor Wu's blood is extremely precious, let alone the blood of a divine envoy.

The blood dripped on the grass, and the broken grass at the roots of the trampled ground was growing crazily. In a blink of an eye, it grew to tens of meters high, possessing strong vitality and power, and instantly grew into a monster of the level of a martial king. .

"You actually hurt this seat!" The envoy forcibly held down the sword energy flying around in his body, seeing Ye Chen extremely angry, wishing to tear him to pieces.

In front of hundreds of millions of living beings, he regarded Ye Chen as nothing and was invincible, but now Ye Chen slapped him hard on the face, which made him extremely humiliated.

This time, the envoy carefully dug out a pill from the storage ring. The pill exuded a faint black light and looked extremely strange. A fragrance more fragrant than his blood slowly spread between the heaven and the earth.

The envoy carefully held the elixir, his expression became extremely respectful, and his voice spread across the world: "Ignorant human race, look at this elixir from the gods, which contains endless divine power. Even though I was injured, I was reluctant to use it. I thought I would have no chance to use it for this mission. Hahaha, slaves of the human race, in front of the gods, you are even worse than ants. If the gods let you die, you are destined to be destroyed. Yours Power, in front of the gods, is so insignificant! Now, I want to use the elixir given by the gods to complete the mission entrusted to me by the gods."

Immediately, Shenshen carefully put the elixir into his mouth. After the elixir entered his body, Shenshen's injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and an aura that was twice as terrifying as before radiated from his body, patting the flesh gently. Between the wings, the black light on his body became even more terrifying.

From the beginning to the end, Yechen watched the scene quietly, allowing the envoy to take the elixir very smoothly.

(End of this chapter)