Emperor of Death

Chapter 527 He is Yechen
In the eyes of other human countries, the power of death is the representative of evil. The group of people in the death empire are all extremely evil people. They deal with corpses and souls, and their power is extremely strange.

If the Empire of Death hadn't been powerful and towered over all the countries, it might have been wiped out by the "righteous men" from other countries.

Countless people stared dumbfounded at the silver light condensed from Yechen's spear. Yechen's face flickered under the silver light, and everyone saw him as unusually evil.

"Are you from the Empire of Death?" Lu Song said in a deep voice.

Yechen sneered and said, "Do you still need to ask?"

Pang Yuhai grinned grimly and said, "You, an evil Death Empire fighter, dare to enter our Flame Empire, boy, you are doomed."

The little fat man kicked Pang Yuhai's stomach and kicked it over, then stepped on Pang Yuhai's stomach one after another, and said in his mouth: "You talk too much, I have long disliked you."

"Ahhh!" Pang Yuhai yelled in pain as he was stepped on.

Lu Song looked at Yechen and said calmly: "Since you are from the Empire of Death, then I don't have any pressure in my heart to kill you."

Lu Song took out a long sword, which was his own warm and nourishing magic weapon, and he had just been promoted to the king rank.

Lu Song glanced at Chang Baihui, and said coldly: "You girl from the Flame Empire, you dare to collude with people from the Death Empire to steal the wealth of the Flame Empire. Now I want to capture you and hand you over to the Empire for questioning."

With this charge, Lu Song no longer has any worries. Even if the alchemist Han Yanzhu is displeased, he has enough reasons.

The red flame rose from the long sword, sweeping towards Ye Chen's chest with the unique power of a martial arts master.

"An ordinary first-rank martial king dares to behave wildly in front of me?" Ye Chen sneered, and swung his spear out, striking Lu Song's long sword.

After the collision of the gun and the sword, Yechen stood still, but Lu Song retreated continuously, and then sat on the ground, holding the sword in his hand, his eyes were full of shock.

Behind Yechen, Pang Yuhai looked as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes were full of disbelief. He never imagined that one side was the unattainable master uncle in his eyes, and the other was the young boy he looked down upon. The impact will be like this.

This scene shocked Pang Yuhai deeply.

Not only him, but everyone in Chixia Sect and Ziyan Sect was in shock, watching all this with dumbstruck eyes.

"Not good!" Xiong Junpeng yelled, his body retreated sharply, and then suddenly rushed towards the tunnel where he came.

Behind Yechen, the little fat man smiled grimly: "If you want to run away, have you asked Master Dou about me?"

The little fat man's hands were filled with the power of the earth, and then he slapped the ground fiercely. At the entrance of the corridor, stone thorns suddenly rose one by one, blocking Xiong Junpeng's figure.

The martial skill of the little fat man is soaring to the sky.

"Break it!" Xiong Junpeng's long sword was burning with billowing flames, cutting towards the rising stone thorns.The stone thorns were like a cage made of magic weapons, cracks appeared one after another, but they were not broken.

"Elder Xiong, let's work together to kill this kid, why are you running?" Lu Song shouted loudly.

On the steps below where everyone was standing, a figure suddenly rushed out. It was a figure riding a horse. The black horse galloped in the sky on the flames. The knight on the horse was holding a spear, and the spear was burning black flame.

The death knight came very quickly, and Shunjiang landed at the entrance of the corridor. When Xiong Junpeng wanted to make a second sword, he had to turn the direction of the long sword to meet the spear swept by the death knight.

The collision of the sword and the hair, the long sword is a billowing red flame, and the spear is a billowing black flame.

"Dang!" After an impact, Xiong Junpeng's body was swept away, and then slid to Lu Song's side. The huge counter-shock force made him spurt out a mouthful of blood.

One move confrontation, actually suffered internal injuries, this scene shocked countless people.

Then, the two sect disciples standing at the entrance of the corridor quickly ran towards the two Martial Kings, not daring to stand beside the death knight.

Lu Song exclaimed: "Death knight, why did that death knight help this kid? Damn it."

Pang Yuhai stared blankly at all this, all the scenes in front of him were beyond his cognition, which made him feel unreal.

Xiong Junpeng sneered and said, "Have you not seen it yet? This is not some dead creature's internal strife at all, but this kid's dead creature. The dead creatures below are probably also brought by him."

"His dead creature, how is it possible? This is a king-level dead creature, and he is just a martial spirit." Lu Song said in a deep voice, then seemed to remember something, and murmured, "Wu Ling, Wu Ling, can How can it be possible to fight against a king-level martial spirit?"

Immediately, Lu Song's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Ye Chen with incredulous eyes, and said in shock, "You are Ye Chen?"

"Hey! In the Flame Empire, someone actually knows my name, Yechen." Yechen smiled lightly.

After being confirmed by him personally, Lu Song was even ashamed. All kinds of legends about Yechen in the original secret realm were spread in the great empires.

The young geniuses, in order to avoid losing face, naturally speak of Ye Chen as powerful. The more powerful Ye Chen is, the better they can show that they are not that bad. As people spread word of mouth, Ye Chen's reputation is better than their own. Are infinitely stronger.

What single-handedly slaughtered the flying dragon, what killed King Wu's emperor with one sword, and killed dozens of emperors of foreign races with three moves and fled in embarrassment.

If it really spread to the ears of these ordinary Martial Kings, it has already been said that they can compete with the Martial King in the realm of Martial Spirits.

So when they heard Yechen's name, the faces of the two sects turned pale, especially Lu Song and Xiong Junpeng looked at Yechen in horror.

Pang Yuhai stared blankly at Yechen. He never imagined that the young man he wanted to kill, who clearly felt that he had a chance to win, would dare to have such a big reversal.

Yechen, that is the idol in the hearts of countless young people, and also the target of the jealousy of countless young people. Pang Yuhai is a member of the envious army, and he hopes that Yechen will die someday.

But when Yechen really appeared, what he brought to Pang Yuhai was deep fear.

An ugly smile appeared on Lu Song's face, and he clasped his fists at Ye Chen and said, "I don't know if it's Young Master Ye coming, but I'm sorry to welcome you."

Xiong Junpeng said: "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding. You must know that you are Mr. Ye, we have already bowed down to greet you, how dare you make a mistake."

"Oh, that's really nice to say." Ye Chen smiled lightly. Ye Chen has seen too many people who have no morals. Just now, he shouted to kill himself, no matter whether he was innocent or not. Immediately lost his moral integrity, Yechen didn't feel any pressure to kill this kind of person.

(End of this chapter)