Emperor of Death

Chapter 1044 Fight against Meng Qianhe

In the sky, Yechen held a silver gun and watched Meng Qianhe flying towards him as a rainbow.

In the sky, Meng Qianhe yelled without hesitation: "Little bastard, last time I was lucky and someone rescued you. Today, I will see how you escaped from my grasp."

Yechen smiled coldly, pointed at Meng Qianhe with a silver gun in his hand, and said indifferently: "Come on, let's settle the old and new grudges together, old dog, today I will make you a dead dog."

Meng Qianhe grabbed the air, and a long and narrow flying sword appeared in his hand. The power of his body surged, and silver light emerged to wrap the long sword.

Meng Qianhe grimly said: "Since you are so anxious to seek death, this old man will fulfill your wish. I will chop off your hands and feet one by one, and then leave you in the salt pile, hahahaha!"

Hearing this, Yechen's eyes suddenly became cold.

"It turns out that you did all these disgusting things yourself." Ye Chen stared intently at Meng Qianhe, and said coldly, "Okay, great, today, let your entire Mosazong be wiped out. "

"Death!" Meng Qianhe yelled, the sword in his hand slashed at Yechen, an arc-shaped sword light broke away from the sword, and then grew bigger and bigger in the sky, instantly turning into a sword light tens of meters away like lightning Shoot at Yechen.

Yechen stepped on the silver light, his body suddenly rose up, and he calmly avoided the sword light.

The sword light flew towards the endless distance, smashed countless wind and clouds, and finally landed on a big mountain, cutting off a mountain peak in the middle.

"The speed is good, and I was able to avoid the blow of the old man." Meng Qianhe said lightly.

Yechen said silently: "If you only have these things, then you should be prepared for death."

"Presumptuous!" Meng Qianhe yelled, and the sword in his hand cut out ten swords in an instant, and the ten sword lights intertwined into a huge dense sword net, covering Yechen in it.

Meng Qianhe grinned ferociously, as if seeing the scene where Yechen was in a hurry.

Yechen snorted coldly, stabbed the silver spear in his hand forward, and then stirred it suddenly, silver light emerged from the tip of the spear, and the entire void was like a crushed lake, with waves of silver ripples.

The sword light struck by Meng Qianhe was smashed to pieces by Yechen's spear.

Meng Qianhe's pupils shrank slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Little bastard, you can actually resist the old man's attack head-on. What kind of treasure are you carrying?"

"Hehe, ignorance!" Ye Chen said flatly, another idiot, like Jie Tianlong, refused to believe in his own strength.

Ye Chen took the initiative to step forward, and the silver spear sprang out like a spirit snake, swift as lightning, crossing the void in an instant, piercing Meng Qianhe's chest.

Meng Qianhe's face changed slightly, he felt a dangerous aura on Yechen's silver gun.

The sword in the right hand was horizontally in front, blocking the trajectory of the silver spear, and the spear and sword collided together in the sky.

"Dang!" With a loud noise, the two approached, their eyes met, and they both saw a strong killing intent in each other's eyes.

Meng Qianhe sneered: "Boy, with your magic weapon, you can have the same power as me, but do you think that a child holding a sword can confront an adult martial artist?"

At this moment, Meng Qianhe's face was covered with a sneering expression, until now, he was unwilling to admit that Yechen possessed a power comparable to his.

"Childish!" Ye Chen said indifferently, the silver spear in his hand trembled suddenly, piercing Meng Qianhe's heart like a spirit snake.

Sensing the danger of Yechen's spear, Meng Qianhe hastily used his sword skills in an attempt to swing Yechen's silver spear away.

Yechen's spear trembled, and as soon as Meng Qianhe's sword came into contact, he felt a terrifying counter-shock force from the gun. This force almost bounced his own sword away. This seemingly simple shot, But it contained a skill that shocked Meng Qianhe.

The silver spear continued to advance, and it was too late for Meng Qianhe to continue to use his sword skills. In an emergency, he could only move his body suddenly, trying to avoid Ye Chen's spear.

The next moment, Meng Qianhe paid the price for his carelessness. The silver spear pierced into Meng Qianhe's left shoulder, crushing his armless shoulder.

Meng Qianhe was retreating hastily, if he hadn't retreated faster, the force erupting from the silver spear would have been enough to blow up half of his body.

Standing in the air, Meng Qianhe's body erupted with silver light, fully displaying his strength, and finally strangled Yechen's power entering his body.

Standing in the sky, Meng Qianhe covered his bleeding shoulder with his sword-holding right hand, looked at Yechen and said viciously, "Boy, you actually hurt me. Okay, that's really great."

"Stupid!" Ye Chen sneered, stepped forward again, and stabbed out with the silver spear in his hand again.

Meng Qianhe shouted loudly: "I want you to taste my sword skills, break it for me!"

Silver light appeared on Meng Qianhe's sword again, and the sword turned into shadows in Meng Qianhe's hands, enveloping Yechen like a violent storm.

The dense rain of swords makes it impossible to see the authenticity, and it has the same effect as Yechen's gun flower.

Yechen smiled coldly, and thrust the silver spear straight forward.

No matter how you change, I will break it with a single shot. The spear is the king of a hundred soldiers. The most fearless thing is the head-on shock. There are countless sword lights on the long sword, which are all smashed by Yechen's silver spear. It has reached this level. However, what can most threaten the opponent is not the release of power, but still the magic weapon in hand.

This kind of magic weapon bred by itself is the most threatening existence to the same level.

What kind of gun light, what kind of sword light, are easily crushed by the same force. Only the sharpness of the weapon can make the opponent pay enough attention.

No matter how Meng Qianhe's sword changes, there is one unchanging fact, that is, the distance of the sword is far inferior to that of the silver spear.

Yechen's silver spear directly pierced into Meng Qianhe's sword net, and all the illusory moves were shattered under Yechen's silver spear, forcing Meng Qianhe to passively defend Yechen's silver spear.

"You, how can you see through my swordsmanship." Meng Qianhe looked at Yechen with extremely shocked eyes.

Guns have the advantage of length, but every weapon is not invincible, each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and the power lies in the person who uses it.But as soon as Meng Qianhe came into contact with Yechen, the advantages of Yechen's silver spear were brought into full play. On the other hand, Meng Qianhe could only passively accept Yechen's changes. Down is useless.

(End of this chapter)