Emperor of Death

Chapter 1045 Fight against Meng Qianhe
Experts clashed as fast as lightning, and Yechen launched a series of attacks in front of Meng Qianhe. The silver spear transformed into the sky like a dragon, and opened its ferocious mouth, trying to swallow Meng Qianhe.

Meng Qianhe wanted to fight back, and wanted to use the lightning-fast long sword to create a steady stream of attacks on Ye Chen, but at this moment, he could only passively resist Ye Chen's attacks. Pierced by Yechen's silver spear.

Yechen's marksmanship was too fierce, so Meng Qianhe could only concentrate on defending. As for the attack, it was just an extravagant hope. After Meng Qianhe imagined to resist Yechen's attack, The idea of ​​launching a counterattack immediately has become a fantasy at this moment.

In terms of the use of weapons, Meng Qianhe found that he was as immature as a baby, and Yechen's understanding of weapons was far superior to his own.

"You, how on earth did you cultivate." Meng Qianhe stared wide-eyed with an unbelievable expression in horror.

If it is pure strength that reaches Wu Zun, there may be some hidden means, but the marksmanship cannot be faked, and the combat experience and eyesight cannot be faked.

Meng Qianhe, who was at a disadvantage, found that his disadvantage was getting bigger and bigger, and it became more and more difficult to fight back.

"Break it for me!" Dazzling eyes flashed from the long sword, Meng Qianhe's power poured into the sword like a tide, the silver light suddenly turned into a silver crane, and the sword formed a long sharp mouth of the silver crane, moving towards the sword. Yechen's abdomen suddenly glided towards him.

Yechen snorted coldly: "Want to get a chance to breathe? Don't think about it! Break it for me, Yinghong Meteor Gun."

The silver spear pierced out like a storm, forming countless tiny meteors that ravaged the front. The soaring silver crane was ravaged by the meteor shower, and was quickly fragmented. In the end, only a bare long sword was left, losing the ability to move forward. strength.

"You are so familiar with Zong-level martial arts!" Meng Qianhe said in a deep voice.

Yechen smashed his silver gun fiercely, and said with a sneer, "At this moment, you should pay more attention to how much time you have left to live."

The silver gun hit Meng Qianhe's waist, sending him flying far away.

Meng Qianhe, who was flying upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew thousands of meters away in an instant.

The people watching the battle at the foot of the mountain couldn't see the situation of the battle, but the distinguished guests standing on the main peak showed extremely shocked expressions at this moment.

They didn't expect that the majestic martial master, the [-]-year-old suzerain of Mosazong, would fall into a disadvantage, breaking everyone's expectations.

"Is that really Yechen? Is it another expert's disguise?"

"Yechen, has he grown to such a terrifying level? That's Martial Lord. Could it be that Yechen has such terrifying power? How long has it been since he left the Xinghai battlefield?"

"Sect Master Meng, something is wrong." Someone murmured.

An elder of the Mosa Sect said: "Our suzerain's miraculous power is so powerful that it is not something a young man can resist. Presumably Yechen used some kind of secret security to temporarily gain the upper hand. When his means are exhausted, he will The moment of his death."

Many people nodded silently, maybe this explanation is reasonable, even if Ye Chen is against the sky, it is impossible to reach Wu Zun.

Because the height is too high, everyone can't see the specific details, they can only see the general idea.

At the foot of the mountain, Lin Xueshu was very worried and said: "Then Yechen, isn't he invincible?"

Lin Shuang said indifferently: "My general will definitely be able to kill that Meng Qianhe."

"Presumptuous, is that a name you can call directly?" Mrs. Dai, who was standing in the sky, suddenly lowered her head and said viciously to Lin Shuang, then suddenly rushed towards Lin Shuang and shouted sharply, "Kill you, a running dog first!" , charge a little interest."

As a strong Martial King, his aura was suppressed, and it still had a great impact on the people below him. His right hand formed a claw and grabbed Lin Shuang's head.

Sisters Lin Xueqing shouted in unison: "Be careful!"

Lin Shuang smiled coldly, turned her right hand into a palm, and slapped it out suddenly. A silver rainbow shot at Mrs. Dai, hit her lower abdomen, and sent her flying far away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Ma'am!" Many masters caught Mrs. Dai.

Lin Shuang smiled coldly and said, "Now it's a battle between big shots. There is no room for you and me to speak. Why, do you think you have more right to speak than Meng Qianhe?" This means that adults should speak, and children should not interrupt. The high-level leaders of both sides are fighting, and before their battle is over, the private provocations of the lower levels are all blasphemy against the leaders of both sides.

Mrs. Dai seemed to know this truth, she didn't kill Lin Shuang at once, she could only swallow this breath, not daring to continue messing around.

Countless people looked at Lin Shuang in awe, secretly thinking that the strong general had no weak soldiers under him. They never expected that one of Yechen's followers would be so terrifying.

Father Lin looked at Lin Shuang with a faint gleam in his eyes.

In the sky, Meng Qianhe looked at Ye Chen with extremely shocked eyes, and exclaimed: "How could it be, how could it be like this."

Yechen grinned grimly and said, "Old dog, let's see how you are still struggling."

"Little bastard, today, I will definitely let you die." Meng Qianhe grimly said, "Although I don't know why you have so many tricks, there is one thing you don't, and that is..."

Having said this, Meng Qianhe raised his right hand, a dazzling silver light appeared on the corpse ring, and shouted: "Come out, my combat partner."

An ordinary zombie appeared beside Meng Qianhe. Like Meng Qianhe, his strength was also the first rank of Wu Zun.

Meng Qianhe laughed and said, "Yechen, what's the matter, do you have such a powerful zombie? Hahahaha, my brother, come with me, we will tear him to pieces together."

"Roar!" The zombie roared, one left and one right with Meng Qianhe, and rushed towards Yechen.

"Despicable!" Ye Chen shouted coldly, then his figure suddenly rose, flying to a higher place in the sky.

"Hahaha, I want to run, did you manage to run?" Meng Qianhe laughed loudly, the voice was filled with mana, and it was intentionally heard by countless people, so as to save the face of Ye Chen's shot flying just now.

Yechen's figure was flying higher and higher in the sky.

"Boy, stop for me and accept death obediently. The old man will leave your whole body." Meng Qianhe laughed triumphantly.

Below the two of them, the white cloud that had been shredded slowly recovered.

On the main peak, someone shouted loudly: "Go, go up and have a look."

One after another silhouettes flew to the sky, passed through the white clouds and stood above the nine heavens, but everyone looked at the blue sky and didn't know which direction to chase.

Someone sighed: "Master Wu Zun's speed is too fast, you and I cannot catch up."

"Just wait, wait for the result. Since Yechen escaped, Sect Master Meng will be fine. Maybe he will come back later, maybe he will hold Yechen's head."

"Well, that's all there is to it."

(End of this chapter)