Emperor of Death

Chapter 35 Bloody Killing

With an upright palm, crush the opponent with powerful force.

Unfortunately, the opponent he met was Yechen.

Looking at this confident martial artist, Yechen snorted coldly: "Trash."

Immediately, the sword finger of the right hand stabbed out, and the Wuwang-level martial arts consonant ghost finger continued to be used.

Don't you want to fight upright?This time, Ye Chen did not use his steps to evade, but instead used martial skills to confront a strong first-tier martial artist head-on.

The wind in the palm of the hand was fierce and thick, pressing down like a wall, but Ye Chen's strength was condensed into one point.

What's more, Lingxi Guizhi is a martial art at the level of Wuwang, surpassing Feilian Ghost Sword.

The outcome was decided in an instant. Yechen's two fingers pointed at the opponent's palm, and the incomparably pure power easily defeated the opponent's palm, and then pierced through his palm. Yechen's fingers fell like a sharp sword and were caught. The pierced palm was turned into a huge wound, the wound spread to the wrist, and the entire palm was abolished.

"Ah!" The martial artist couldn't help exclaiming from the huge pain. Ye Chen's body approached like a ghost, and then he used the ghost finger again, piercing the opponent's throat easily like lightning.

A master at the level of a martial artist can't stop Ye Chen's blow, even if he pays the price of his life, he can't stop Ye Chen's progress.

Ye Chen's gaze was always on Ye Xiaoluo's body. As Ye Chen's figure got closer and closer, Lin Xian looked at Ye Chen with a ferocious face, and the right hand holding Ye Xiaoluo's hair trembled uncontrollably. It showed his inner tension.

After killing the masters at the level of warriors, no one dared to step forward. The remaining warriors were lucky not to step forward rashly. They set their sights on the leader of this expedition, Luo Hai.

Lin Xian watched Ye Chen approaching, suddenly put his left hand on Ye Xiaoluo's throat, and said sharply, "Don't come here."

With the strength of a samurai, it is easy to twist Ye Xiaoluo's throat.

Yechen really stopped, stood not far from Lin Xian, and said indifferently: "Let go of her, I will leave you as a dead body."

"You still dare to threaten me." Lin Xian roared ferociously.

During the conversation between the two, Luo Hai suddenly moved, pulled out a long sword from his waist, jumped up high, and slashed fiercely at Yechen's head.

Yechen turned his head and said with a sneer, "A little third-tier martial artist dares to behave wildly in front of me."

Yechen's right foot touched the ground, and his body floated backwards like a feather, causing Luo Hai's long sword to cut through the air, causing grass and dirt to fall all over the ground.

Among the broken grass flying all over the sky, Yechen tapped his toes to the ground again, but this time, his body floated closer like a ghost.

Luo Hai held the sword in his right hand, the seemingly bulky long sword shone with silver light, drawing a silver trail from bottom to top.

Yechen's running power reached to his finger, and the finger glowing with silver light slashed hard towards the blade of the long sword.

"Boom!" With a sound, Ye Chen's fingers pressed down on the long sword that was raised just now, Luo Hai looked up in astonishment, and said, "What a terrifying power, what kind of skill are you practicing?"

For a small warrior to fight head-on with a martial artist, this technique is too terrifying.

"You can't be an ordinary person, who are you?" Luo Hai hurriedly said. Behind every high-level exercise in the Death Empire, there is a giant standing. Luo Hai couldn't tell the level of Yechen's exercise, but he didn't. It does not hinder the understanding of the horror of this exercise.

"Perhaps, the young master has offended someone who can't afford to offend." When such thoughts flashed by, Ye Chen was already close to Luo Hai's body, and his ghost finger crossed the sky again.

Luo Hai wanted to dodge, and even let go of the long sword in his hand in order to dodge.

However, no matter how fast his speed was, it couldn't be faster than the speed of Lingxi Guizhi. The martial arts level of the Martial King had already surpassed Luo Hai's cognition.

The crystal silver light suddenly disappeared, and Luo Hai's movements were also frozen in the air. Like many people whose throats were pierced by Lingxi ghost fingers, Luo Hai looked down at Yechen's two fingers that penetrated into his throat, and a mouthful of blood flowed from his mouth. Spit out, and roared with the last of his strength: "You, you hide so deeply."

Yechen pulled out his finger, completely ignoring the nonsense of a dead man.

"Let's go!" The remaining warriors and apprentices stared blankly at the many corpses lying on the ground. The battle came too fast, but in just a dozen seconds, the strongest master already died, and the remaining people , no one dared to step forward to fight Yechen. At this moment, they wished to have two more legs to run faster.

"Hurry up, we can't deal with this kid, it's a great achievement to go back and report to the family." A middle-aged man in black shouted sharply.

Just when he turned around, a long sword pierced his throat. Before he died, he saw that the owner of the sword was a peerless beauty like a fairy.

"It's so beautiful!" After finishing speaking, his body slowly fell to the ground.

Yechen roared like a beast in a low voice: "Kill them all."

"Okay!" Huang Xinrou replied not far away, a brilliant silver light glowed on her sword, and her speed far surpassed those warriors and apprentices who were trying to escape, plus Xiaohong and Yechen who were at the level of warriors, The fighting turned into a one-sided carnage.

"Don't kill me, I'm just performing a mission."

"I'm innocent. I'm just running errands. I never thought of harming anyone."

The sounds of begging for mercy kept ringing, and Ye Xiaoluo in the distance stared blankly at all this, she even forgot to cry.

Lin Xian's hands trembled even more. He wanted to run away, but he was afraid of being chased and killed by Ye Chen. Now he could only use his trembling hands to firmly control Ye Xiaoluo, unable to advance or retreat.

Soon, the battle came to an end, except for Lin Xian, everyone was killed by Ye Chen and Huang Xinrou, and the two turned their attention to Lin Xian.

"You, don't come here." Lin Xian looked at the two people who were walking towards him slowly, his feet were trembling.

"Don't come here, if you come here again, I'm going to kill you." Lin Xian said sharply, but the hand on Ye Xiaoluo's throat suddenly tightened.

Yechen stood where he was, looking at Lin Xian calmly.

Lin Xian cried: "Please, let me go, I know I was wrong. Please, I will never dare to be your enemy again."

Ye Chen said calmly: "Which hand did you hit my maid just now, if you cut it off, I can let you live."

"Chop off my hand? No, no, if I chop off my hand, my martial arts career will be forfeited. What's the difference between that and death? Don't force me, at worst, I will die with her." Lin Xian said in a trembling voice.

Yechen continued to walk forward, and said in an indifferent tone while walking: "Then you can kill him, he is just a maid anyway, do you think I will care?"

(End of this chapter)