Emperor of Death

Chapter 34 Yechen's Rage
Lin Xian controlled Ye Xiaoluo, no matter how much Ye Xiaoluo struggled, he couldn't get rid of Lin Xian's hand, instead he angered Lin Xian, leaving bright red palm marks on his face.

"Old Lin, there are palm prints on this face, which affects the beauty. When you enjoy it, you will lack beauty." Behind Lin Xian, a master of the Lin family laughed.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow, master!" after all, Ye Xiaoluo was just a little girl who hadn't experienced any major events.

Tears dripped onto Lin Xian's hands, Lin Xian couldn't help frowning, and said coldly: "Little girl, how dare you upset my master." While speaking, he wanted to slap Ye Xiaoluo again.

"The boy is here." Behind Lin Xian, someone said in a deep voice. Everyone turned their heads to look, but they saw Yechen blowing towards everyone like a whirlwind. Everyone could clearly see the young man's face, which seemed to be covered with frost. Generally cold, crazy killing intent rushed towards his face.

All the way down from the mountain, Yechen has already seen the scene of Lin Xian slapping Ye Xiaoluo continuously, and as he ran all the way, the killing anger could no longer be restrained. Since his rebirth, Yechen has never wanted to kill like this moment.

Ye Xiaoluo and Zhang Yun are his Nilins.

"Boy, you're here." Lin Xian smiled ferociously, looked at Ye Chen, raised his head slightly, with strong disdain.

Luo Hai put his hands behind his back, and proudly looked at Ye Chen who was flying towards him, with a faint smile on his mouth, as if everything was under his control, looking at Ye Chen like a cat playing Mice in general.

Yechen didn't pay attention to what Lin Xian and the others said, and blew into the crowd like the wind.

"Arrogant kid." Seeing Yechen rushing towards the crowd, a master smiled gloatingly.

"That's right, it turned out that I was promoted to a warrior. No wonder I have the capital of arrogance. Eh, no, why did I become a warrior so quickly?"

"It doesn't matter what level he is, just kill him. After finishing this matter, we can go back to the family to receive the reward."

In front of Yechen, a person faced Yechen, with silver light shining on his palm, and he slashed at Yechen's forehead. This palm was powerful enough to open a tablet and crack a stone. If he was hit, Yechen's whole head would explode .

Yechen grinned grinningly, walked with wonderful steps, turned his body slightly sideways, avoiding the opponent's sharp palm, and stabbed out with the sword finger of his right hand.

The silver light suddenly appeared, like a thunderbolt of lightning.

Martial king-level martial arts, consonance and ghost fingers.

Everyone couldn't describe the astonishment of Yechen's finger, and everyone present was moved by it. They didn't know the level of the ghost finger, but under the power of this finger, they felt Yechen's terrifying power.

In the end, as if it was destined, everyone looked at Ye Chen's opponent, the old man, whose throat was pierced by Ye Chen's fingers, and lay back unwillingly.

"This kid is weird!" someone shouted.

"Let's go together and kill him." Lin Xian shouted loudly.

Several people rushed towards Yechen, and the three zombies jumped up desperately, pressing down on Yechen with their bodies, compressing his movement space.These are three warrior-level zombies. Their heavy bodies and hard bodies are the strongest weapons used to crush low-level warriors.

Except for the deadly part of the forehead, the rest of the zombies can be called immortal. Even if the heart is pierced, they can continue to fight.

Yechen sneered, and threw out three palms in a row. These three palms were not as stunning as consonance and ghost fingers, but they sent the three heavy zombies flying.

"How can his strength be so strong? Could it be that he has practiced extremely high-level exercises?" Luo Hai looked at Ye Chen in shock, and then said coldly, "If that's the case, he deserves to die even more."

After shooting three zombies into the air, the owner of the zombies appeared in front of Yechen. A long sword and two long knives struck at him. One long knife slashed at Yechen's waist, and the other slashed at Yechen's knee. The remaining sword pierced Ye Chen's throat.

These attacks were extremely fast, approaching Yechen's body in an instant, as if no matter how Yechen evaded, he couldn't avoid the beheading of the three weapons at the same time. The cooperation of the three seemed to be incomparable.

"Boy, grandpa wants your life." Directly opposite Ye Chen, the old man who stabbed Ye Chen with a sword grinned ferociously.

Yechen sneered, and moved his hands at the same time, silver lights glowed on the fingers of both hands at the same time, and he greeted the long sword and the long knife at his waist.

The next moment, the fingers of both hands clamped the long knife and long sword that had been cut, and the owners of the two weapons immediately felt that the weapons in their hands could not advance half a point.

Before they could react, two sounds of "Dang, Dang" were heard, and the knife and sword held by Yechen broke in response, and Yechen's hands clamped the broken Yijie sword between his fingers.

The last remaining long knife was already close to Yechen's knee, and Yechen even felt a dull pain from the sharp knife on his knee. The next moment, his lower leg was about to say goodbye to his body.

Yechen walked with weird and strange steps, his body moved to the left inexplicably, while walking with his feet, he easily avoided the knife, and then he approached the opponent instantly. A tiny cut where the artery was.

After cutting the opponent, Ye Chen stepped over the opponent and never looked at him again. If the man could turn around at this moment, he could give Ye Chen a fatal blow from behind. Unfortunately, at this moment, he was covering his throat with his hands. , with a low sound of pain in his mouth, he fell slowly to the ground, and there was more and more blood on the grass under his throat.

The other two warriors whose weapons had been broken by Ye Chen, held half of their swords, and attacked Ye Chen again.

Yechen stepped forward and passed the two of them. In an instant, the two of them stepped into the footsteps of their companions. On their throats, Yechen inserted the tip of their original weapon and the tip of the sword, and then led Unwilling to slowly fall to the ground.

From rushing into the crowd to killing four people, it took only three seconds, but Yechen's killing didn't stop, and he still rushed towards everyone crazily.

"Boy, that's enough." In front of Yechen, finally there is a master of martial arts. This is the only master of martial arts besides Luo Haihai, and he is also brought here by Qin Muge. Otherwise, even if it is the first family of Jiangyin City The Liu family also couldn't afford to send a master of the martial artist level.

A master of the martial artist level makes a move, and the power has changed drastically from the previous warriors. He slaps Ye Chen with his palm, and his thick palm presses down on Ye Chen like a wall.

Yechen raised his eyelids, murderous intent emerged in his calm eyes, and silver light appeared on his fingers again.

"Come on, let's see if your martial skills can stand against a martial artist." The martial artist shouted loudly, but there was a lot of confidence in his words, which was a level of confidence that was higher than normal. Going beyond a level is crushing. He believes that no matter how extraordinary Ye Chen's martial skills are, he can't escape this theorem.

(End of this chapter)