Emperor of Death

Chapter 1690 Crushed War ([-])
The gigantic lightsaber fell fiercely towards Ye Chen like a world opened up, locking all the energy in Ye Chen's body.

At this moment, the lightsaber seemed to be the only ray of light in the world, oppressing all the power to dim. Heywood's magic power of thousands of years erupted in full force at this moment, fully displaying the power of light magic.

Under this sword, Ye Chen and Ye Zixuan looked small and humble.

Kaka sighed: "Heywood has become stronger again. It's a pity that his opponent is so fun, but I have no chance to play. Next, I can only play with Heywood."

At this moment, Yechen stretched out his right hand, and then grasped it with five fingers, and the power of chaos emerged from the palm of his hand.

At this moment, Yechen's palm feels like holding a world.

Afterwards, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and stared at this scene intently.

The terrifying lightsaber piercing towards Ye Chen in the sky was miraculously shrinking rapidly, and then it was caught by Ye Chen inexplicably.

Yechen held the formed milky white lightsaber in the palm of his hand, and then looked at it curiously, as if he was sizing up an exquisite work of art.

"How could it be?" Countless figures of the Legion of Light opened their mouths wide, looking at this scene in disbelief.

That was Heywood's full blow.

It was broken just like that.

Should we be so strong, or should we be so perverted...

The fighting spirit and pride that had just surged up in the Guangming Empire were completely crushed by Yechen's pinch.

The power Yechen brought was even more shocking than killing Heywood.

With every gesture, Heywood's blow was easily defeated. Except for Heywood and Kaka, the rest of the group couldn't understand how terrifying and majestic this was.

"Is that the power of the gods?" Someone even exclaimed, breathing heavily.

Below, countless people stared blankly at this scene, subconsciously wet with excited tears, and whispered softly: "General Yechen!"

From the original despair to full of hope in an instant, the members of the Chixia Sword Sect have experienced the greatest ups and downs in life.

"Who is that? Is that the protector of our chaotic land?" Some people were trembling with excitement. Countless people were ready to be liquidated by the previous camp, but they never expected that the turning point would come so dramatically. .

"How could this happen!" In Kaka's skull, the fire of soul swayed fiercely, which fully explained his inner anxiety and uneasiness. He never thought that such a powerful and terrifying enemy would suddenly appear in the chaotic land.

Heywood's full-strength blow was blocked, did he still have hope of defeating it?perhaps……

At this moment, Yechen stood on the nine heavens like a god, and was worshiped by people.

As the person involved, Ye Chen has no awareness of being worshiped by others. In other words, Ye Chen has become accustomed to the scene that attracts everyone's attention. At this moment, he is holding Heywood's power with his right hand, and the power of reincarnation emerges in his hand, and he is constantly studying The power of light.

"This power really surpasses the power of ordinary elements!" Ye Chen praised softly.

"Kill!" The dragon blood warriors below did not stop because of this. They rushed into the light camp and continued to kill, like a dragon entering the sea, frantically tearing apart the forces blocking the front.

Huang Xinrou's sword was already stained with blood, and she beheaded a Martial Emperor with her own hands.

Kaka in the distance finally let out an angry roar: "Warriors of the dark camp, kill, help the light empire, kill these blasphemers!"

He is afraid!

Ji Yan drew out his long sword, pointed it far ahead, and roared: "Kill!"

Countless soldiers of the dark camp also moved accordingly.

However, at this moment, the third disciple, Ka Nu, suddenly came in front of Ji Yan, and the big sword in his hand swept across Ji Yan's chest.

"Third Junior Brother!" Ji Yan was furious, blocking the front with his sword.

"Dang!" Ji Yan was sent flying out, but Ka Nu still stood where he was.

Countless soldiers were stunned, especially those under Ka Nu's command. They just wanted to rush forward to kill the enemy, but they didn't expect such a scene to appear suddenly.

"Ka Nu!" Kaka roared, "Are you going to betray in public?"

"Ah!" At this moment, Ji Yan continued to scream from behind Kaka.

Ka Nu turned around and saw his fourth disciple Li Huo, fifth disciple Hei Xi, and Liu disciple Di Hua attacking at the same time, the sword in his hand pierced Ji Yan flying upside down, the three swords pierced from the back, and the chest pierced As soon as he came out, the fierce sword qi ran wildly in Ji Yan's body, causing Ji Yan to be severely injured in an instant.

Ji Yan knelt on the ground, raised his head and looked around viciously, and roared: "Why? Are you going to betray the gods?"

"You, you?" The second disciple Ling Ji looked at this scene in disbelief and roared, "What are you doing!"

Kaka trembled even more because of anger, and roared: "You guys betrayed me, well, then let you taste my power."

In Kaka's palm, the power of death surged crazily.

"Hahahaha!" A loud laugh came from above Kaka's head, and then a black shadow in the sky landed quickly, a black stick in his hand spun, and then slammed down on Kaka below.

Seeing this, Ka Nu and others hurriedly avoided, leaving the battlefield to Ka Ka and Kong Ming.

Kaka raised her head, raised her right hand suddenly, blocked the black stick, and collided with Kong Ming's black stick.

"Bang!" The treasure ship that Kaka was riding on was broken because it could not bear the strength of the two.

In the void, Kaka and Kong Ming looked at each other.

"Hahaha, little skull, let grandpa teach you how to be a human being!" Kong Ming laughed loudly, waving the Kong Ming stick and continuing to smash forward.

Kaka said angrily: "I am a skeleton, why do you need to teach me to be a humble human race." With both arms constantly waving, the jade-like bones collided with the Kong Ming stick.

But with every impact, Kaka is retreating, and Kongming is advancing.

"Little Kulou, if you only have this little strength, then I can only kill you." Kong Ming smiled, twirling the Kong Ming stick with both hands, and then smashed it hard.

"Boom!" Kaka blocked the front with both arms, and then was thrown flying, crushing the mountains.

"Damn it!" Kaka roared and flew up from the ruins, the silver light on his body exploded, enveloping his whole body, and roared angrily, "Eat my move, the wrath of Death God!"

Kaka's hands suddenly threw out a mass of pitch-black power. In front of this power, it seemed that the world was trembling slightly, fearing this power.

"Divine power?" Kong Ming murmured, and then saw this group of power under Kaka's control, suddenly expanded, turned into a black sickle, and cut towards him.

This knife, as if the god of death had cast his divine power, came from the underworld...

(End of this chapter)