Emperor of Death

Chapter 309
"Win!" Looking at the ninth-rank martial spirit dog head wing clan who knelt on the ground at the end, Shengzi showed a faint smile on his face.

No one mentioned the corpses lying around the doghead and the blood that was about to become a river.

There were hundreds of members of the Soul Refining Sect, but now there are less than [-] members, and the thousands of dead creatures are only in the early [-]s. Those dead creatures whose masters died have already fought desperately with the dog-headed wing clan.

Victory is victory. Although the price was heavy, it was won after all, and the threat of annihilation of the entire army was avoided.

The Holy Son raised his head, clenched his fists, and with a bright smile on his face, he murmured softly, "We finally won."

"Congratulations, Holy Son, congratulations, Holy Son." A voice suddenly came from behind the crowd. At first, everyone thought it was a warrior from the Soul Refining Sect who was flattering them, but soon they felt that something was wrong.

Because behind them, there was the sound of horseshoes.

Everyone suddenly turned around, only to see a death knight charging towards him on a zombie horse. Beside him, Wang Ziyu, Meng Xinqi, Little Fatty, Lan Wen, Little Skeleton, and Cyclops joined forces to kill.

Yechen stood behind the crowd and set his sights on the Holy Son, while the rest rushed into the crowd of Soul Refining Sect like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The death knight's charge knocked away three zombies in an instant, and then the red crystal spear pierced through a warrior's chest, and continued to charge towards the crowd without slowing down.

Every time Lan Wen slashed out, even if there was resistance, they were cut in half by the sword.

Massacre, one-sided massacre.

"You guys, why did you suddenly appear?" Shengzi shouted sharply, looking at Yechen's face full of disbelief.

There was a bright smile on Yechen's face: "Don't you like to play sneak attack very much? This time, I will accompany you to have fun. How about the earth pit we built?"

"The earth pit, you made it?" The saint son heard the words, the veins on his face popped up one by one, obviously angry to the extreme, the whole face was distorted, like a demon, pointing at the night with trembling fingers. Chen roared sharply, "You bastards, I want to tear you apart. Do you know how many soldiers of my Soul Refining Sect have been harmed by your despicable behavior."

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spat out from Shengzi's mouth, he was so angry that he vomited blood, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

A small earth pit, how many soldiers have pitted him, if it is not because of the sudden appearance of this earth pit, these dog-headed wing tribes can be easily wiped out, and no one on my side will die, but who would have thought that an accident, it turns out is artificial.

Hiding in the ground and digging a hole, this kind of thing was rarely used before the appearance of the little fat man, and Shengzi and others would never have dreamed that someone could secretly dig such a big hole under their feet.

Shengzi's lungs were about to explode, he wished he could jump up and hang Yechen up now, and torture him with the most cruel punishment method of Soul Refining Sect.

But the cruelty of reality can only make him let go of this plan, and the people around him are massacred one-sidedly.

"Yechen!" Shengzi pointed at Yechen with trembling fingers, and shouted sharply, "Yechen, do you dare to challenge me one-on-one?"

"Oh, good." Ye Chen said lightly, his body suddenly stepped forward, and the long sword in his hand slashed at the Son.

Seeing Yechen approaching, Shengzi swung his right hand, and suddenly threw out a black powder.

This is black phosphorous sand. If you touch it, once you hurt your eyes, it can easily cause blindness.This kind of thing is not very effective against Wu Ling, but it is a very despicable but effective coup against Wu Ling and below.

The black phosphorous sand instantly enveloped Yechen. According to the situation, Yechen should be in a hurry at this time.

However, Shengzi did not make up for it at this time. Being prudent and prudent, he chose to escape at the first moment, took out a wooden stick in his hand, and the wooden stick took him up into the sky.

He wants to escape.

"I knew you wouldn't be so honest." Ye Chen's voice came slowly, and then he threw a white net.

Coincidentally, this net was in Heishan City, and members of the Crazy Dragon Gang used it to capture Yechen's four-winged wolf bats. Later, Yechen beheaded him and collected this net. Useless.

Throw it now, just to cover the flying Son of God inside. In Yechen's hand, there is still a rope connected to the big net. Yechen uses his power and pulls down fiercely, pulling the body of the Son of God into the net. Dropped a few points.

The small wooden stick in Shengzi's hand was still flying up with him, and the huge force wanted to take Yechen along with him.

"Ziyu!" Yechen shouted.

Wang Ziyu in the distance understood, and threw the ice ribbon in his hand into the sky. In an instant, he bound the Holy Son in the air tightly, and fell down from the sky.

Yechen stepped forward and stepped on Shengzi's face.

"Hahahaha, Yechen, if you let me go, I will be responsible for chasing and killing you in the future, but I can guarantee that within a year, I will only pretend." Shengzi's face was stepped on by Yechen. Still very calm and not overwhelmed by anger.

Yechen was not surprised at all. Those who could be chosen as the Holy Son were outstanding in every aspect.

"Oh!" Yechen laughed, "You are smarter than some idiots, come on, tell me, how did you come to chase me down."

The Holy Son said coldly: "Everything you did on the Yin Mountain in Jiangyin City has already been on the must-kill list of our Soul Refining Sect. As a Holy Son, and I am not much older than you, so I was selected to practice. Therefore, I will carry out your death sentence, so now only I can touch you, others cannot touch you, as long as I am alive, others cannot touch you."

"So that's it!" Ye Chen said calmly.

"You can let me go now. I am different from others. I promise that even if I do something to you in a year, I will not touch your family." The Son of God vowed.

"Sounds very good." Ye Chen said lightly, and then circulated strength in his right hand, and lightly patted the Son of God's chest with a light palm.

He didn't feel any destructive power, so Shengzi was slightly taken aback: "What did you do to me?"

Yechen smiled and said, "You haven't even heard of the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory, have you?"

"Eighteen Palms of Purgatory, you!" The Holy Son's eyes widened instantly, and then severe pain came from all over his body, as if every part of his body was being torn apart alive, but this pain continued It stimulated the nerves of the Holy Son.

"Ahhh!" Even though the Son's nerves were tough, he kept wailing under the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory, and his whole face was completely distorted.

On the side, Yechen smiled coldly: "I think it's better for you to choose another holy son. With your little trick, you still want to deceive me? Let you go back, and you first order my family to be wiped out." Right, hehe. Interesting, tell me, after you die, who will the new Son be?"

"Yechen, you must die, ah!" Shengzi's body rolled on the ground, uttering the most vicious curse from his mouth.

(End of this chapter)