Emperor of Death

Chapter 847 Kill them all

The five killers were swept away, Meng Xinqi and the little fat man flew in front of them, and a magic weapon rope flew out of each of them, entangled the five of them.

"Be careful of them committing suicide!" Ye Chen shouted.

Meng Xinqi and the little fat man immediately punched the killer's mouth with their fists.The mouth of the killer who was hit by the fists of the two people was broken, and two rows of teeth were blown away, followed by the poison sacs they put in the mouth. The poisonous sac, the poisonous sac killed the three of them in an instant.

On the battlefield, Yechen's spear swung out again, easily shattering the five flying ghosts. Ghosts were not good at defending, and their ghosts were obviously inferior to their masters, and they couldn't block Yechen's attack at all. attack.

The five ghosts turned into little soul fires that danced and splashed in the sky. Yechen took out an emerald green metal bottle, and applied the power of operation to the metal bottle. The next moment, the metal bottle produced a huge suction force, Inhale messy soul fire into the bottle.

This is Yechen's newly obtained emperor-level magic weapon. It has a magical storage power, which is even more magical than a storage ring. It can absorb both water and flames into the bottle, but the amount of absorption is limited and cannot be absorbed on a large scale.

After absorbing the soul fires of the five ghosts, Yechen put away the emerald green bottle, then brought up the stunned Zhang Tao, and said to Meng Xinqi and the little fat man, "Let's go back first."

The three of them took their respective captives, flew back to the treasure ship they were on, and threw the captives on the deck.

Ye Chen said to the former middle-aged Martial Emperor: "Tell me, who are you?"

The middle-aged Emperor Wu sneered and said: "Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters, that's all."

"Oh!" Ye Chen said, "Kill him."

"Yechen, you!" The middle-aged Martial Emperor raged furiously. He didn't expect that Yechen would be so straightforward, killing as soon as he said it.

Chang Baihui silently appeared behind the middle-aged Martial Emperor master, then put the dagger at his throat, and pulled it fiercely, a Martial Emperor master who could enjoy the treatment of a master died.

Chang Baihui stepped forward, put away the storage ring of the corpse, and then took out a small porcelain bottle to collect his blood.

The rest of the people shuddered at the sight, death was not counted, and even the blood was used as the other party's spoils of war. This ending is too miserable.

Then, with a sneer on the corner of Yechen's mouth, he glanced at the remaining nine people, and said calmly, "Kill them all."

"Yechen, we are just taking advantage of others." Among the remaining people, someone said loudly.

"Oh, who told you to come?" Yechen said calmly.

"We don't know, really don't know, it's just that a man named Master Pu came to us, and as long as we succeed, he will give each of us an imperial-level magic weapon." The person who spoke loudly said.

Pooh?Yechen sneered, it sounded like an alias.

"It's useless, kill it." Ye Chen said lightly.

"I've said it all." The man said loudly, he completely lost the aloof demeanor of being a Martial Emperor master, just like a down-and-out villain in the market.

Chang Baihui stepped forward and wiped his neck with the dagger. Unwillingly, the Martial Emperor's throat was cut open, and he lay on the ground twitching. Then Chang Baihui followed the previous actions to collect wealth and blood.

Yechen looked at the rest of the people, and said calmly: "What about you, what valuable information can exchange your lives, if not, then go on the road with peace of mind."

A few people look at me, I look at you, they are really just looking for benefits, but what they didn't expect is that Yechen's strength is so strong, the people who bought them greatly underestimated Yechen's strength.

"No? Then kill them all." Ye Chen waved his hand.

"No, we were wrong!" A master shouted.

However, Yechen had already turned and left, and Chang Baihui's sharp dagger was the one who entertained them.

The wailing sound behind Yechen kept coming back, but Yechen turned his attention to the two surviving killers. They were bound by magic ropes and couldn't move. Chen, as if to say, we are not even afraid of death, what are we afraid of?
Yechen didn't speak to them either, and used his strength to shoot continuously at the two people's bodies.

Eighteen Palms of Purgatory.

"Hmm!" The two groaned first. The pain of the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory is gradual, and in the end it will make people unable to survive. Yechen really wants to see, this kind of carefully cultivated killer, Is it possible to survive the torture of the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory?

On the deck of the Feiyun Treasure Ship, there was still a frightened Zhang Tao lying down.

Zhang Tao came here just to teach Yechen a lesson, it would be even better if he could be disabled, but when Meng Xinqi appeared, he really didn't dare to kill Meng Xinqi, and these people even killed themselves, It completely broke his view of the world, and when he recalled it, he still couldn't help but tremble all over.

Almost died.

When Ye Chen was about to ask Zhang Tao, a voice suddenly came from the distant sky: "I didn't expect that even such a lineup can't kill you."

In the distant sky, an old man walked slowly. The old man was pacing in the sky with his hands behind his back. It seemed slow, but every step he took was an extremely long distance.

This is a white-haired old man, wearing a black robe, with a faint confident smile on his face, as if he doesn't take Yechen and others seriously.

This black robe turned out to be the standard black robe of the Soul Refining Sect.

The Soul Refining Sect also participated, which echoed Ye Chen's expectations. It would be abnormal to prevent him from ambush himself because of the inevitable revenge.

The old man walked slowly, as if he had everything in his hands, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.

While walking, he said faintly: "Yechen, since you have met this old man, you don't have to think about any tricks or tricks anymore. In the face of absolute power, any tricks and tricks are just clouds. You can tie yourself up and let the old man come to you." This old man will take you away, so that you will suffer less."

The old man's tone was so natural, like an order, as if Yechen would bear huge consequences if he didn't do that.

Ye Chen sneered and said: "The one who hides his head and shows his tail is a rat, thinking that if he shows his face, he can walk in the sun. Your Soul Refining Sect has lost a martial sage, don't you feel sorry for it?"

The old man turned his head away and sighed: "You are so stubborn, do you have to take action? The young people nowadays are sometimes too arrogant and too ignorant of current affairs, that's all. I have made a move, and I will let you know later, the price of disobeying the old man."

(End of this chapter)