Emperor of Death

Chapter 569
After King Wu kicked open the earthen wall, he poked his head into the deep pit. The Song Jia they captured was imprisoned in this deep pit after being imprisoned, ready to be used to threaten Yechen at any time.

Zhao Quan dared to conclude that Yechen would never dare to let Song Jia die, he would definitely compromise.

As long as you hold Song Jia, you can exchange for Yechen's soul martial skill. Although it is a bit worse than the original design, if you can get the soul martial skill, it can be regarded as barely complete.

As for dealing with Huang Xinrou in the future, there are plenty of opportunities.

Yechen continued to move forward, leading the dead creatures forward step by step with a smile on his face.

"Hurry up." Zhao Quan urged.

The warrior who poked his head into the deep pit retracted his head again, and said to Zhao Quan with a livid face, "My lord, he's gone."

"What?" These words exploded in the ears of several people like a bolt from the blue.

People are missing?How can this be?How can this be!

In their view, Song Jia is Yechen's lifeblood, and only by mastering Song Jia can Yechen use the weapon of fear. The life of the Martial Emperor master who fought against Lan Wen above is also linked to Song Jia, whether he can get martial arts, or even survive , are directly related to Song Jia.

she's gone?

Several people hurriedly rushed into the deep pit. The deep pit was empty, and Zhao Quan rushed into the deep pit like crazy. The soil layer in the deep pit was intact, but Song Jia, who was clearly locked inside, seemed to evaporate suddenly.

Extreme depression filled Zhao Quan's heart, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, trembling all over.

"Young Master, be careful." Someone exclaimed, and then the six Martial Kings stood in front of Zhao Quan tacitly. In addition to themselves, the six Martial Kings also released their own dead creatures and servants.

A total of fifteen dead creatures stood in front of Zhao Quan and the others.

A master of King Wu said in a deep voice: "Young master, his natal zombie is entangled, we can still fight."

"Yes, we can still fight, we still have strength, and there are six Martial Kings beside me." Zhao Quan retracted his head and shouted coldly. Chen said ferociously: "Boy, if you are sensible, give me the things. We will not violate the river water in the future."

"Hehe, you're threatening me? Are you qualified?" Ye Chen smiled, his eyes full of disdain.

Zhao Quan looked at Ye Chen's eyes, and was furious in his heart. When did Mr. Zhao, the dignified Zhao family, be looked at with such disdainful eyes? It was a great shame to him, and he wished he could arrest Ye Chen and skin him. Layers peeled off.

Behind Yechen, the soil rippled and rippled, and then two figures slowly rose from the soil.

Zhao Quan stared at the two people who appeared with eyes wide open and mouth full of horror. One of them was a wretched fat man, while the other was Song Jia who was originally captured by them.

Song Jia's body was still tied with a rope, and the cloth bag was fastened to her body. It was obvious that she had just been rescued.

"You, you, puff!" Zhao Quan vomited blood angrily, then pointed at Yechen and the others, "Kill, kill them."

"Be careful with soul martial arts." You Wu Wang shouted loudly, "We will attack with all our strength."

Yechen smiled coldly, and the dead creatures around him jumped out and rushed towards the more than 20 enemies in front of him in the realm of Martial Kings.

Two soul blades shot out from Yechen's forehead and sank into the forehead of a skeleton and the body of a ghost. The fire of the soul of the skeleton was cut by the blade of the soul, and the fire of soul flew out of the skull of the skeleton. The skeleton turned into a dry bone and fell on the hillside, and another soul blade broke out from behind the ghost's body.

"Ah!" After the ghost screamed, the body turned into a series of soul fires and shattered.

A face to face, two dead creatures were instantly killed by Yechen.

The red sun plunged into the group of dead creatures, slapped out three zombies with one paw, and then spewed out a mouthful of flames, drowning a ghost, and then the flame disappeared, and the ghost also disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the red sun pounced on another zombie.

The death knight swung out his flame whip, and sent the two dead creatures flying in front of him, leaving a flame scar on their bodies.

Yechen's dead creatures were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, constantly flying and killing the dead creatures of the Zhao family warriors in a crushing state.

Zhao Quan opened his mouth wide and stared at all this dumbfounded.

There are six Martial Kings and more than a dozen dead creatures at the level of Martial Kings on my side, but they are no match for Ye Chen and his dead creatures.

"Young master, run quickly." A martial artist shouted loudly.

"Old Hei, take the young master away."

"Young master, please take care of my family."

At this moment, these kings of Wu were full of fighting spirit, knowing that they would die if they stayed, but no one escaped. The strict family law of the Zhao family made them know that if they did not run away, their family members could continue to enjoy good treatment, but if they ran away , then the family will suffer, and they themselves will be hunted down. They know that the Zhao family is terrifying, and they know that they can't escape the Zhao family's pursuit.

The lackey of the Zhao family, the Luo family, has accumulated terrifying power in secret.

"Damn it, hate it." Zhao Quan clenched his fist and growled sharply.

In the sky, after the old man Wu Huang heard the shout, the silver light of the long knife was dazzling, both hands clenched the handle of the knife, and swept towards Lan Wen viciously.The silver light soared and turned into a huge silver light knife that slashed towards Lan Wen's chest. He didn't want to kill Lan Wen, as long as he could force her back, he could save Zhao Quan and take her away.

This is a Martial Emperor-level martial skill, and it is the old man's way of suppressing the bottom of the box. With his Zong-level skills, he is confident in repelling Lan Wen.

Lan Wen's silver gun was filled with silver light, trembling excitedly as if eager for bloodthirsty, the dragon-shaped pattern engraved on the silver gun seemed to come alive, and it looked extraordinarily crystal clear.

The long spear stabbed forward, and ten spear flowers bloomed, and the silver spear even spit out long sharp edges, like countless silver dragons sticking out their heads.

It is also a martial skill of the emperor level, two martial skills of the same level are fighting, and the two people wrapped in silver light collide fiercely like two silver meteors. In an instant, the silver light exploded in the sky, drowning the two people. human figure.

After the light passed, a figure fell from the sky and hit Zhao Quan's side fiercely like a falling stone, creating a deep pit in the shape of a human.

Zhao Quan looked around, and when he saw the familiar black clothes, he was startled. A wave of fear grew in his heart, and then instantly spread throughout his heart.

The person who fell from the sky turned out to be the Martial Emperor master on his side.

In the sky, Lan Wen followed the old man Wu Huang and landed, then slammed into the back of Zhao Quan's body.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Zhao family felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, with chills all over their bodies.

(End of this chapter)