Emperor of Death

Chapter 934 Unwilling
With the blossoming of spear flowers, the feeling of crisis was approaching in an instant, and finally a touch of panic appeared on Ouyang Shangzhi's face.

"Yechen, I'm fighting with you." Ouyang Shangzhi retracted the long knife in his hand and held the knife in both hands. The power of frost poured into the long knife like a tide. In an instant, Ouyang Shangzhi seemed to chop hundreds of Knife, the power of frost turned into a white giant frost knife that ravaged the front, and the range of each knife was extremely wide, making it impossible for the enemy to avoid it.

This is also the strength of high-level martial arts. In many cases, the opponent is forced to fight recklessly, but once he fails to kill the enemy, the consumption of himself is also very huge.

When Ouyang saw the corner of Yechen's mouth, he was still showing a sneer. A elixir in his left hand was held in his hand at some point, and it was stuffed into his mouth at this moment, and then the aura on his body suddenly spread. The momentum made Ouyang Shangzhi in front of him feel frightened.

"What kind of power is this?" Ouyang Shangzhi said in horror.

Yechen suddenly shouted: "I'll let you die a worthy death. Yinghong Meteor Gun."

The silver gun seemed to turn into shooting stars all over the sky, and silver rays of light ravaged the sky, as if the void was trembling.

Ouyang Shangzhi's eyes widened, he couldn't imagine that Yechen could display such a powerful force.

The silver streamer shattered the huge white knife shadow, and the frost shattered in the void, turning into beautiful white ice crystals. Ouyang Shangzhi's figure could not be avoided at all, and was ravaged by the streamer in the void. The powerful and beautiful streamer crushed Ouyang Shangzhi's body protection mana was shattered, his precious clothes were shattered, his body was riddled with holes, and the streamer shot out from behind his body, forming countless transparent small holes, and blood flowed from the small holes Spray, and cover up the transparent hole.

Ouyang Shangzhi trembled all over, with great pain and unwillingness intertwined in his eyes. For a person like him, the most feared thing is death, but now, the feeling of death really invades him, making him feel every moment Every second is a lot of vitality.

He could barely fly, let alone escape.

He was regretting, regretting why he stayed and fought against Yechen, regretting why he didn't escape at the first time, he finally understood what it meant when Yechen said that he was very courageous, but behind the truth, it was so to him cruelty.

With a difficult tone, Ouyang Shangzhi asked: "What kind of martial art is this?"

Yechen said indifferently: "Exalted Martial Skills. And the exercises I practice are the Death Heart Sutra of the Death Empire, do you envy me?"

"Ah!" Ouyang Shangzhi roared up to the sky, full of unwillingness, if he knew Zun-level martial arts, if he had the highest skill of the Ice and Snow Empire, why would he lose to Yechen? His skills are not as strong as the current situation, and he may have been promoted to the rank of Zun.

It's a pity that there are too many helpless things in the world, and too many geniuses, but there are too few people who have geniuses and opportunities, and can grow up smoothly.

Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly laughed, and said with difficulty to Yechen: "Do you believe it? If I have more advanced exercises, I can become a hero against aliens and a pillar of the death empire. I was born with the highest level of exercises, but even if I worked hard for hundreds of years, I couldn't get it. God is unfair, I am too unwilling."

Ye Chen said indifferently: "I believe it, but this is not the reason why I don't kill you. Since I made a mistake, I have to bear the corresponding punishment." Putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha immediately has nothing to do with Ye Chen. The concept is what you sow and what results, since you have made a big mistake, then go to die.

Ouyang Shangzhi was full of unwillingness, and finally stopped breathing slowly, until he died, his eyes were wide open.

"It's a pity. Wu Zong's blood is wasted." Ye Chen shook his head, and then with a move, he held Ouyang Shangzhi's body in his hand, then took off the storage ring from his hand, and then put it on his body again. He touched the clothes on his body, and sure enough, he found a storage ring.

After sweeping the storage ring roughly, Yechen found that there were piles of gold certificates and various treasures piled up inside, including many king-level magic weapons, and he must have killed many masters.

"Hey, what's this?" Ye Chen's spirit moved, and a small bottle made of ice jade appeared in his hand. The bottle was completely white, only the size of a thumb, and there was no label on it.

Yechen opened the bottle, and there was a faint fragrance from inside, even with a hint of coldness, smelling this smell, Yechen knew what was in it, and couldn't help being surprised: "Emperor Blood, you actually There are ten drops of Emperor's blood."

Emperor's blood is not for sale. Although Yechen bought a hundred drops of Emperor's blood from Shanhailou at the beginning, it was for the sake of his holding the C-level code word. Ten times, never want to buy.

This kind of blood has surpassed the concept of mortals. Whether it is warming magic weapons, refining elixir, or being used to form formations, it has a huge effect that other things cannot replace. The effect of this emperor's blood is far beyond holy blood.

Emperor Wu and Wu Sheng are originally two concepts, just like Wu Wang and Wu Ling.

Yechen in the previous life, it was very easy to get Emperor blood, just go to a foreign race to catch a Emperor Wu, lock it up for food and drink, and regularly bloodletting, you can get a steady stream of Emperor blood, but in this life, Emperor blood is rare Objects are rare treasures.

Carefully put the emperor's blood into the storage ring, Yechen's body fell again.

Although the Wu Zong masters below are strong, neither Meng Xinqi nor Wang Ziyu is weak. Compared to Wu Zong, they are just a bit worse, especially Wang Ziyu. He has already reached the realm of the seventh-rank Martial Emperor, and he is not much weaker than the first-rank Wuzong elders who are fighting. With the assistance of countless dragon blood warriors, he has firmly gained the upper hand.

Song Jia and Huang Xinrou teamed up to fight against a Wuzong. Both of them had practiced the emperor-level kungfu. In addition, after tempering dragon blood, their bodies and meridians were far superior to those of their peers. The distant support of the dragon blood warriors also had an absolute upper hand.

Ye Chen saw that the masters of the Extreme Cold Sect were constantly breaking through the interception of the dragon blood warriors, but the breakthrough was unsuccessful, but they were constantly slaughtered by the dragon blood warriors surrounding them.

There are many enemies, with a total of [-] soldiers, and it is easy to slip through the net. Some lucky soldiers rushed out, but were frantically massacred by the third battalion led by Song Yuedui who was guarding outside.

The defense line formed by five thousand Wu kings, even Wu Zong's masters, would never be able to break through.

The sound of wailing resounded throughout the world, and the strong smell of blood filled the space. The ensuing battle was a one-sided massacre.

(End of this chapter)