Emperor of Death

Chapter 727
In the sky, Qiu Haifeng held a spear in one hand, approaching Yechen step by step, pointed the tip of the spear at Yechen, and said with a grinning smile, "The spear in my hand is named Black Emperor."

Yechen said indifferently: "The gun in my hand, you are not worthy to know his name."

"Arrogant boy!" Qiu Haifeng approached Yechen and said with a smirk, "This old man has been immersed in spear training for 180 years. Let me let you know what real spear skills are."

After speaking, Qiu Haifeng's power was poured into the black gun, and the fierce gun light continuously tore through the void in front of him, flashing like thunder and lightning, and Qiu Haifeng's whole body became like a spear, becoming more and more fierce.

Below, countless people said excitedly: "Don't miss this scene, there are not many opportunities to see the suzerain use the gun with your own eyes."

The disciples stared wide-eyed, they knew that the masters fought very fast, and they were afraid of missing any details, but in their hearts, Qiu Haifeng's spear skills were unattainable.

Qiu Haifeng's silver spear stabbed at Ye Chen, and the tip of the black spear blossomed. At the same time, Qiu Haifeng raised his head and looked at Ye Chen with a sneer, as if he saw Ye Chen's panicked expression under his own spear skills.

Qiu Haifeng was disappointed, panicked and didn't see it. He saw Yechen shaking his head. Under the shadow of the gun light, he dared to speak, and the voice slowly spread between heaven and earth: "You don't understand guns at all!"

Yechen held the gun with one hand, and slammed forward fiercely. The silver gun passed through Qiu Haifeng's gaps, and then slammed hard on Qiu Haifeng's shoulder.

"boom!"

Qiu Haifeng's body fell from the sky and hit the ruins below hard, stirring up dust all over the sky.

Countless people who shouted grew their mouths, and could no longer shout.

The words Suzerain Mighty are still echoing in the sky and the earth, but now it sounds so harsh.

In the sky, Yechen continued to repeat, and said flatly: "You don't know guns, let alone use them."

Everyone stared blankly, as if the faith in their minds had been broken. In their hearts, the suzerain's miraculous spear skills turned out to be ignorant of guns in the eyes of the other party. What a great irony this is.

However, the other party used the facts to tell everyone that Qiu Haifeng's spear skills were completely vulnerable to him.

Really, so scary.

A chill rose from the bottom of everyone's heart and spread throughout their bodies. If this was the case, Ziguangzong might not escape today.

What would everyone do if they lost Ziguangzong as their backer?They just feel like the sky is falling, losing Ziguangzong, many people have lost everything, lost the capital to show off their power, lost the capital to be proud, and even lost the chance to survive. They stomped hard.

The most frightening thing is that perhaps with the disappearance of Ziguangzong, their lives will also perish under the silver gun of the man in the sky.

Below, only one person is laughing.

Looking at the domineering figure in the sky, Chang Baihui finally showed a relaxed smile on that pretty face that couldn't be changed even after all the torture.

A beautiful smile has amazed countless people.

"Ah!" In the ruins, rocks splashed, and a figure shot from the ruins to the sky again, it was Qiu Haifeng.

At this moment, Qiu Haifeng's right shoulder was completely cracked, and the white bones deep in the wound could be seen. His chest was heaving and he was panting heavily.

"Sovereign!" Two figures came and landed behind Qiu Haifeng.

Qiu Haifeng raised his palms and said in a deep voice, "I'm fine!"

Immediately, Qiu Haifeng stood in the air, continued to look at Ye Chen, and said coldly: "Boy, I admit that you are very strong, but you should never, never, never fight with me in my place. This is my mountain gate."

As the last word fell, the entire Purple Light Sect suddenly shook, and countless people panicked subconsciously.

The next moment, the ground split open, and zombies with hard bodies crawled out of the cracks.

All over the mountain gate, there were streaks of purple light, and the light converged into a complex pattern, and then the zombies that crawled out frantically swallowed the power of death within the complex pattern.

For a moment, the entire power of death permeated Ziguangzong.

Qiu Haifeng shouted loudly: "Many disciples, release your dead creatures and bring power into the formation."

"Yes!"

Countless people shouted sharply.

Qiu Haifeng also released his own zombie. After the zombie was recruited, he quickly escaped below, crazily swallowing the power of death.

A more powerful force gradually diffused and gathered in Ziguangzong. Behind Qiu Haifeng, it condensed into a huge phantom of a giant. The phantom's body stepped on the ground, and the phantom above its head. The earth is like ants.

"Hahaha, boy, I didn't stop me when I set up the formation. Now, it's your time to die." Qiu Haifeng laughed loudly in the sky.

Yechen still had a calm expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a sneer.

"Boy, what are you laughing at?" Qiu Haifeng roared.

Yechen said indifferently: "You don't understand formations at all."

"What, hahaha. Could it be, boy, you can still break the old man's formation." Qiu Haifeng laughed wildly in the sky, "This is my mountain protection formation. Today, I will let you meet the mountain protection formation that has not been seen in a hundred years." The power of the formation."

As the yin energy became more intense, the phantom of the giant behind Qiu Haifeng exuded a more majestic aura. The giant closed its eyes and kept accumulating energy.

At the same time, Yechen took out eight small bottles from the storage ring, and under Yechen's control, the bottles stood upside down in the sky and sprinkled different amounts of powder at the same time.

Then, Yechen pinched the powder in the palm of his hand.

"All disciples, those who offend my Purple Light Sect!" Qiu Haifeng said loudly.

"Kill!" All the disciples let out a hysterical roar of excitement, because everyone contributed to killing the enemy this time.

With the word "kill" rushing towards the sky, the eyes of the giant phantom suddenly opened, and the fist of his right hand slammed towards Yechen fiercely.

"It's over, kid!" Qiu Haifeng roared.

"Die!" Countless people murmured.

The fist of the phantom of the giant kept approaching Yechen. As the fist moved forward, the air flow was dispersed, causing a violent gust of wind.

Yechen raised his eyelids and said softly, "You don't understand formations."

When the fist was about to approach him, Ye Chen grabbed the colored powder in his palm and suddenly sprinkled it forward.

The colored powder is flying in the sky, it looks very inconspicuous, maybe in the next moment, it will be dispersed by a violent energy.

Nobody cares about this innocuous-looking colored powder.

Everyone saw that the huge fist was stained with colored powder, and then they saw in horror that another space seemed to appear in front of the fist, and the fist seemed to have penetrated into another space and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The colored powder is like a prairie spark, spreading crazily outwards, and the phantom of the giant, as if being spread by sparks, the whole body is quickly swallowed by the colored powder, and the huge phantom starts to melt from the arm in such a weird way.

Yechen's same words resounded through the world again: "You don't understand formations at all."

(End of this chapter)