Emperor of Death

Chapter 553

As Lan Wen's long sword fell, the silver light of the sword broke away from the sword, turned into a silver rainbow and shot forward, colliding with the flying flaming tiger and flaming eagle.

Countless people watched this scene in secret, shocked by the strength of the Martial Emperor's master.

Some people even looked at Lan Wen's strength in horror. Many people could see that Lan Wen's realm was only the Martial King, but the strength she displayed was not weaker than the Martial King.

Many Martial Kings secretly rejoiced that they hadn't been blinded by greed just now. The other party had Martial King in charge, so going up there was simply courting death.

Yao Qing and the others also showed horrified expressions. They never thought that the strength of a dead creature beside Yechen would be so terrifying.

But soon, Yao Qing and the others were unable to watch the battle normally, and Hong Sun and the others had rushed towards more than 20 Wu Wang masters who were watching the excitement.

Yao Qing shouted loudly: "Let's kill the other dead creatures first, and then come to help the two ancestors."

"Hahaha, well said, maybe we will succeed in killing the target first." Some Martial King masters shouted loudly, with so many Martial Kings on their side, they are very confident.

The dead creature and more than 20 martial arts masters collided in an instant, and a fierce melee broke out. On average, four people attacked one dead creature.

The little furball is sitting behind the death knight. Among these dead creatures, the little furball has the weakest fighting ability. In addition, here is the hellfire, so the little furball's frost power can only exert half of its power, and its strength is greatly reduced.

Standing on the bank, Ning He murmured softly: "It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable that such a wonderful scene will happen, Yechen is really not to be underestimated."

Immediately, Ning He laughed again: "The more genius you are, the more excited I am, but I don't know if the secret in you is suitable for me? The soul martial skill must be suitable, and I hope to find other secrets. You The secrets of God-level magic weapons, and the woman on the Feiyun Treasure Ship, this is a great harvest. I am so lucky in Ninghe, it seems that I have finally obtained the favor of the God of Destiny, and my good luck is about to Come, I, Ninghe, will no longer be confined to this small Yanzhou. Everything was brought by you, Yechen. I promise you, after I get the secret from you, I will torture you so that I will live up to your intention of sending treasures from thousands of miles away."

The battle between Lan Wen and the two elders became more and more intense. The two elders' long swords burned with raging flames, like two slender flames, in stark contrast to the silver power on Lan Wen's body.

"Thunderbolt sword fire, cut!" Duan Zishan's long sword slashed forward, the flame on the sword suddenly extended, and then slapped Lan Wen fiercely, as if waving a [-]-meter-long flame whip, carrying Destroy all momentum.

"Sword heart fire rain, fall!" He Chang raised the long flaming sword high, and flames shot up from the long sword, and then shot towards Lan Wen like dense arrows. The smell of tingling human scalp.

Lan Wen's body was flying fast in the sky, dodging the flame whip very flexibly, her left hand was bluffed, a silver light emerged, and then condensed into a silver light shield to block the front, letting the rain of fire fall on the silver on the light shield, and then disappeared silently.

Lan Wen took the opportunity to get close to the two of them, and the sword swung forward. A silver sword was formed in front of Lan Wen's long sword. Like a five-meter-long silver lightsaber, it ruthlessly swept towards the chests of the two men, intending to kill them with one blow.

He Chang threw a shield to block the front. As soon as the shield appeared, he frantically absorbed the surrounding flame power, and then stood still in the air, and the entire shield burned into raging flames.

"Dang!" Lan Wen's long sword swept away the shield in front of him, and the sword light swept towards Duan Zishan.

The two were shocked, and Duan Zishan also threw a shield, and the two backed away in a very tacit understanding. When the shield resisted Lan Wen's sword light, they retreated out of the range of the sword light.

"Dang!" The shield was overturned again and fell into the magma sea.

Duan Zishan grabbed at the void below again, the big waves roared, and pillars of fire rose to rush towards Lan Wen. Duan Zishan shouted ferociously: "This is the battlefield of our Raging Flame Empire, damned dead creature, return to you!" go to hell."

Dense pillars of fire rushed out continuously, and these pillars of fire carried strong destructive power, and even contained many high-level flames that were attracted by Taiyi Star Gold.

Lan Wen flexibly dodged in the pillar of fire, constantly avoiding the impact of the pillar of fire, obviously very flexible.

"The sea of ​​fire is destroyed." He Chang held up his hands, and a group of violent flames formed above the palms of his hands. A group of fierce flames burned above his body, and immediately flew up like a hill, and slammed towards Lan Wen fiercely. Press it down, cooperate with Duan Zishan's pillar of fire, and kill Lan Wen.

Sensing the danger, Lan Wen held the sword in both hands, condensed the power of death, and slashed fiercely towards the sea of ​​flames.

The dense sword light cut out, cutting a channel forcibly in the sea of ​​fire, and Lan Wen walked through the flames.

The pillar of fire below rushed out and rushed to Lan Wen's body. The huge impact violently knocked Lan Wen out, her body turned over in the sky, and then fell into the magma sea with a "plop".

"Dead creature, here is your nemesis, let's see how long you can struggle in the magma sea." Duan Zishan said coldly.

A silver light enveloped Lan Wen, breaking through the magma sea and flying into the air. Under the silver light envelope, even the black cloth shirt did not burn.

Holding a long sword in her hand, Lan Wen slammed into Duan Zishan who was in the air.

"See how much power you still have." Duan Zishan shouted ferociously, and slashed down fiercely with the flaming long sword.

"Dang!" Lan Wen raised her long sword to block the flaming long sword above her head, and immediately, Lan Wen's sword slashed out fiercely, and the sword light like a storm enveloped Duan Zishan.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang." There was a fast impact sound, and Duan Zishan, a master of Wu Wang, was retreating quickly under the attack of Lan Wen's sword. Every time he was hit to death, Duan Zishan's body took a step back, It was severely repulsed by Lan Wen's strength.

The flame on Duan Zishan's long sword was even more erratic, and became much weaker.

"Roar!" A huge flaming tiger roared, jumping from Lan Wen's side to Lan Wen's body, this was He Chang's attack.

Taking advantage of the gap between He Chang's attacks, Duan Zishan quickly retreated towards the rear.

Lan Wen's long sword cut out a long sword light again, sweeping out an arc, the flaming tiger turned into sporadic flames and dissipated under the silver light, and the edge of the long sword continued to hit Duan Zishan behind the flaming tiger.

(End of this chapter)