Emperor of Death

Chapter 1645 Fierce Fight One
Angrily staring at Mo Tong, he said coldly: "Go back and tell Master Yan Yi that he is a human genius, only Emperor Wu, but his fighting power is not inferior to mine."

"Is this really the case?" On the dark head of the devil boy, two eyes were shining.

Angrily and murderously staring at Mo Tong, he said indifferently: "You doubt me?"

"Don't you dare?" Mo Tong lowered his head and said respectfully, "Thank you for letting me know, my lord will not forget this favor."

After finishing speaking, the devil boy backed away silently, then turned around and flew into the distance.

"Hmph!" Anger looked at the back of the devil boy, and said with a sneer, "Favours for Yan Yi? No matter. A capricious monster dares to ask for favors."

"Pass me the order!" Nu Po said coldly.

The surrounding demons puffed out their chests subconsciously, waiting for the command of Fury.

Angrily shouted: "Send the news as quickly as possible. Not only do I want Yan Yi to know about this, I also want everyone else to know about it. Hmph, Heimand, since you don't give me military merit, then you Don't even think about it."

"Yes!" Many demons flew in all directions, leaving a small number of demons standing on the meteorite together with Nu Po.

Nu Po looked at the back of Yechen fighting alone, and said ferociously: "Human race, you have to persevere, don't be killed by Hei Mande too early, it will not be fun."

Nupao went to inform the masters, each of them was no less than Hei Mande, and some were even stronger and more domineering than Hei Mande.

Nupo is eager to see the scene where Heimand sees those strong people suddenly appear.

"Also..." Nu Po grabbed the void with his right hand, and the mirror hanging in front of him shrank rapidly, becoming the size of a palm, and fell into Nu Po's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Nu Po threw the mirror to the demon beside him, and said with a sneer, "Give this thing to the Mo family of the human race. Hehe, I want the Mo family to keep chasing and killing Hei Mande in the future, hahahaha!"

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"call!"

Yechen stood in the starry sky, panting heavily.

There was a deep bone wound on his right arm, and the clothes on his body were even more torn.

But at this moment, Yechen's face is not decadent, but fighting spirit is high.

The battle just now made him hearty.

In front of Yechen, the robes of Mo Dinghong and others were broken, revealing the battle armor inside the black robe.

The color of the battle armor was exactly the ones Yechen saw in the restaurant before.

The originally brightly colored and gleaming battle armor has now become dilapidated, and it was all created by Yechen's silver spear.

There was a blood hole on Modinghong's shoulder, and fresh blood flowed out. The trauma was only secondary, and Yechen's force of penetration into her body made her injury worse and worse.

Mo Dinghong took out a pill and sprinkled it on his shoulder, which not only allowed the injury to recover quickly, but also eliminated the power that was scurrying around in his body.

The rest of Xia Wenxin and the others also took out the elixir and sprinkled it on the wound. After a while, the injured people recovered as before.

"Hey hey!" Ding Jianqiu grinned grimly, "Boy, do you have so many pills? It's far worse than our consumption!"

As soon as his words fell, emerald green light burst out from Yechen's body, and the wound on his arm was recovering rapidly...

Xia Wenxin and others exclaimed: "The power of life, how can you know the power of life, very few people can perceive this kind of power."

"Death, life!" Mo Dinghong stared at Yechen motionlessly with her beautiful eyes hidden under the hideous white mask, and said in an unbelievable voice, "These are two completely different forces, how could you understand them! And this Both are the supreme power of the Three Realms universe... No, this is impossible!"

Yechen sneered: "A group of dying people, why do they need to know so many questions?"

Without waiting for these people to recover their strength, Yechen's silver spear radiated light again, pointing the tip of the spear at Modinghong, and said calmly: "The game should be over, now I will send you to hell."

"Boy, Xiu's rampant!" Mo Dinghong shouted loudly, a bronze bell appeared in his hand, and then grew big, being held by Modinghong in his hand.

After seeing the bell, the faces of Pang Hai and others changed again and again, and the four of them exclaimed in unison: "Be careful! It's the soul-destroying bell!"

"Hmph!" Mo Dinghong sneered, "It's late."

The next moment, Modinghong rang the bell.

There seemed to be visible ripples spreading in the void, spreading towards Ye Chen's direction one after another.

Yechen immediately felt dizzy, as if an inexplicable force was beating on his head. While Yechen felt drowsy, his head swelled inexplicably. The severe pain made Yechen almost want to To hold your head and scream.

"Hmph!" Mo Dinghong sneered, "Even if you are a genius, you still have to obediently fall under my soul-absorbing bell and kill him!"

A golden hammer and a golden ball flew from the void, and smashed at Yechen with the power to destroy everything. Such a treasure can be easily smashed by Pang Hai's power of the earth, and it is not something the flesh can resist. .

Behind the two magic weapons, there are countless sword qi slashing, trying to cut Ye Chen into pieces.

Ding Jianqiu even stepped forward and stabbed Ye Chen's chest with a sword in his hand. He wanted to kill this unknown person who made him mad with jealousy.

Pang Hai shouted: "Save Yechen!" The four rushed up...

But after only rushing to normal, the speed of the four of them slowed down, and they were attacked by the power of the Dementor Bell, which was silent and hard to guard against.

It seemed that Yechen was about to be killed.

In front of Yechen, Ding Jianqiu, who holds a sword, has a half-smile on his mask, as if mocking Yechen's weakness.

Suddenly, Ye Chen grinned ferociously on his face, and his body flickered in the sky, flashing across a long distance like a ghost, narrowly dodging numerous attacks.

When Yechen appeared the next moment, he was already on Ding Jianqiu's left side.

"How could it be, my soul-destroying bell!" Mo Dinghong said incredulously, "It's absolutely impossible, how can an unknown person resist the soul attack."

The soul-destroying bell is aimed at the soul. Only some people who have refined the soul or have soul defense magic weapons can resist part of the attack of the soul-destroying bell, but they will be more or less affected.

But at this moment, Yechen suddenly avoided all his attacks like a normal person.

You must know that our own side did not show mercy in this attack.

Ding Jianqiu's sword pierced through the air, and immediately he heard Ye Chen's voice slowly resounding from his side: "Your sword is very sharp."

Ding Jianqiu turned his head, his eyes met, and he saw Yechen's grinning face, with a murderous look on his face.

"Quick back!" Xia Wenxin shouted loudly.

"Die to me!" Ding Jianqiu didn't retreat, but stared at Yechen with red eyes, and continued to stab Yechen's chest with the sword in his hand.

(End of this chapter)