Emperor of Death

Chapter 99 Where is Yoyo
As Zhang Xu said, he was about to pull Zhao Fei'er aside.

Yechen gave Zhang Xu a cold look, then took a step forward, sandwiched between the two of them.

"Yechen, what are you doing? You are so rude." Zhang Xu sternly shouted, "Mr. Zhao, look at your student. He doesn't understand the basics of respecting a teacher. Ask him to apologize."

What Zhang Xu wants is to delay time, even if he messes around.

Zhao Fei'er said with some embarrassment: "Yechen, you do this"

Yechen interrupted Zhao Fei'er's words, and said coldly: "Mr. Zhao, what you just said was Yoyo."

"Yechen, please apologize to me first." Zhang Xu sternly said, his voice was not low, and it quickly attracted the attention of countless people. Zhang Xu wanted to make matters worse, as long as he held Yechen back.

Yechen ignored Zhang Xu and stared at Zhao Fei'er.

"Yechen, it seems that I want to teach you how to respect your teacher." Zhang Xu sneered, with a silver light shining in his palm, as if he would strike if he disagreed with him.

Yechen continued to look at Zhao Fei'er: "Where's Yoyo?"

Zhao Fei'er wanted to answer, but Zhang Xu from behind shouted sharply, "Yechen, apologize."

Yechen turned his head instantly, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he picked up a chair beside him and threw it at Zhang Xu viciously.

Seeing Yechen's decisive action, countless people were shocked.

"Yechen, no!" Zhao Fei'er yelled even more sharply, Zhang Xu is a strong warrior, how could Yechen be his opponent.

"Boy, you still dare to attack me. It seems that you really lack education." Zhang Xu sneered, but he was even happier in his heart. In this way, he could attack Ye Chen openly, and no one could stop Zhang Xu A good thing for Rong and Ye Youyou.

For a young student, Zhang Xu is still very confident.

Zhao Fei'er, who was at the side, was in a hurry. Now it was a banquet held by the academy, and she was a tutor. How could she just watch such a conflict happen.

"Mr. Zhang, show mercy." Zhao Fei'er hurriedly said, and then wanted to hold Yechen's hand.

Zhao Fei'er grabbed Ye Chen's hand and pulled Ye Chen, but to her surprise, she did not hold Ye Chen, and Ye Chen's chair slammed against Zhang Xu.

"Looking for death!" Zhang Xu sneered, and then slapped Ye Chen with his palm, with the strength of his palm confidently sending Ye Chen and the chair in his hand flying.

"Bah!"

Zhang Xu's pupils grew bigger in an instant, and Ye Chen easily broke the palm force he struck out, but the chair in Ye Chen's hand slammed down on his body, and the sawdust flew away, and Zhang Xu was crushed. Kneeling hard on the ground.

"Yechen, you?" Zhang Xu said angrily, the strength in his body finally exploded.

Yechen frowned, took a step forward, and grabbed Zhang Xu's throat with one hand.

Zhang Xu waved his hand, silver light flashed in his hand, and went to grab Ye Chen's hand, but Ye Chen waved his hand and slapped it away. Zhang Xu only felt his own strength in front of Ye Chen, and he couldn't resist at all.

Yechen grabbed Zhang Xu's throat, and said coldly: "If you dare to say another word, I will kill you. You can try to verify whether I have the courage."

With Yechen holding his throat, Zhang Xu couldn't speak even if he wanted to.

"Yechen, what are you doing?" Someone shouted again, and Zhao Fei'er saw that it was Nangong Weiming.

Yechen ignored anyone, and said coldly to Zhao Feier: "Tell me where Yoyo is, my patience is limited, otherwise, I will kill everyone here."

Feeling Yechen's icy words, Zhao Fei'er subconsciously felt a slight chill rushing over her.

Nangong Weiming walked over in two or three steps, and shouted sharply: "Yechen, put down Teacher Zhang."

There was a bad premonition brewing in Yechen's heart. If Zhao Fei'er really didn't tell where Ye Youyou was quickly, he would kill everyone in the banquet, including Zhao Fei'er.

Zhao Fei'er pointed to the balcony in the distance and said, "I saw Zhang Rong and Yoyo walking to the balcony over there."

"Balcony? Zhang Rong" Ye Chen's heart became extremely cold. He turned around and looked in the direction of Zhao Fei'er's finger. He couldn't see any balcony there, but there was a table, and two people who looked like students were fisting beside the table. , Such a big movement in the banquet could not attract the attention of the two of them.

Yechen instantly understood something.

Letting go of Zhang Xu, Yechen walked towards the balcony.

"Yechen, didn't you hear me talking to you?" On the side, Nangong Weiming shouted sharply. When he saw Zhao Fei'er caring about Yechen before, he already disliked Yechen. He just seized the opportunity today. Teach Ye Chen a good lesson.

Yechen ignored him and walked quickly towards the balcony.

"Bang!", Nangong Weiming pulled out the long sword behind his back, then blocked Ye Chen, pointed the tip of the sword at Ye Chen and said sharply, "Don't you even understand the most basic manners? Stop for me. "

Yechen took a step forward, his right hand grabbed Nangong Weiming's wrist like a spirit snake.

"Looking for death!" Nangong Weiming sneered, turned his right hand over, and the long sword cut to Yechen's wrist very nimbly, as if he could cut off Yechen's wrist in the next moment.

Even if this is the case, Nangong Weiming doesn't feel anything, he is a child of the Nangong family and a teacher in the academy, he is confident to deal with any revenge from the Ye family, and he doesn't believe that the Ye family is willing to fight for this little Yechen embarrass yourself.

Nangong Weiming's sword was moving, and Yechen's hand was also moving. All movements were instantaneous. Those who saw this scene only saw a layer of phantom. In an instant, the outcome of the battle had already appeared.

The sword in Nangong Weiming's hand was snatched by Yechen. Nangong Weiming looked at the empty hands with a shocked expression on his face.

The next moment, countless people saw that the Yechen soldiers who had seized the long sword did not give up. He raised the long sword high and slashed down towards Nangong Weiming. There was even a huge hideous head on the long sword It was flashing, and the speed of the sword was unimaginably fast.

Yechen was really angry.

Then, blood spilled into the sky. Countless people saw that after Yechen's long sword fell, Nangong Weiming's right arm was completely cut off from his shoulder by Yechen, and the blood gushed out.

"Ah!" Nangong Weiming cried out in pain.

Behind her, Zhao Fei'er opened her mouth wide and watched all this with a dull expression.

This, or the Yechen I knew?Is that a scumbag?Could it be that the identity of the third-rank alchemist is also real?
Behind Yechen, Zhang Xu shouted sharply: "Stop him."

The two people who were punching at the table finally stopped. Seeing Ye Chen approaching with a bloody long sword, fear flashed in their eyes.

In the end, greed defeated fear, and one of them pulled out his long sword and stepped forward to block Yechen.

"Stop for me."

With a cold expression, Yechen didn't say a word, and the long sword in his hand cut across the sky.

(End of this chapter)