Emperor of Death

Chapter 1057 Subduing the Devil Sword

"Wow, come on, big guy, hit me!" An immature voice sounded in the sky, a baby wearing a red bellyband and white shorts punched an adult zombie in the sky , The zombie kept clawing and piercing the baby's hand, but the sharp claws only left a white scar on his hand.

"Ah, go!" The baby punched out, hitting the zombie's chest, sending the zombie flying, crushing a large area of ​​the forest.

The child flew forward, turned into a stream of light, landed on the chest of the zombie, and then continued to punch, with silver light on the fist, blasting towards the zombie like lightning.

"I hit, I hit, I hit!" The little baby screamed excitedly while shaking his fist.

After a beating, the baby flew into the sky, and said to the zombie: "Big guy, I won't fight you this time, we will fight tomorrow." The zombie heard this, with a trace of fear in its eyes, then got up and walked towards the more It shot quickly in the distance.

Its strength has reached Emperor Wu, and it already has a certain amount of wisdom, but it just can't speak. It was scared away by the little guy and dared not stay in this place any longer.

The little guy turned into a stream of light in the sky, then landed on the big river in front of a waterfall, and shouted to Yechen on a rock in the river: "Daddy, I'm back."

Yechen opened his eyes and said calmly, "Oh, according to the usual practice, give me a punch."

"Ah, go!" Yemo's right hand glowed with silver light, and he slammed towards Yechen fiercely.

Yechen stuck out a silver light with his fingers, smashed the flying force, then nodded and said: "I'm not lazy, not bad."

It has been ten days since Yechen took Yemo to practice. During the ten days, he not only taught Yemo how to use his power, but also allowed him to control his own power freely.

In terms of cultivation, this guy is a freak, and he improves every day. When he was born, his strength was only a first-order Martial Emperor. He didn't practice when he was traveling before. Now he has practiced for ten days, and he has reached the second-order martial arts. With Huang's cultivation base, the speed of cultivation is no slower than that of Yechen.

Moreover, regarding the perception of the power of death, Yechen also saw the terrifying talent in Yemo. The perception of power that Yechen taught in the past few days, Yemo can understand at a glance. Will integrate.

Yemo can learn all of Yechen's skills at once, including Yechen's marksmanship, swordsmanship, and steps. Yemo can play in style after just watching it once. What he remembers is not just the shape, And God.

This terrifying talent made Ye Chen feel ashamed, even Chang Baihui with Xuanyin Precious Body and Di Xin with Nine Yin Absolute Physique did not have such terrifying cultivation talent.

Even Yechen doesn't know what this talent should be called, this is a body that the heavens love.

Like Ye Chen, it seems that as long as there are cultivation resources, Ye Mo's strength can continue to expand.

"Let's go, let's go to the purgatory space and subdue the magic sword." Ye Chen said, then summoned Ivy and Mu Lie back and entered the purgatory space.

"Greetings, General!" Seeing Ye Chen coming, everyone bowed.

Yechen asked, "Have you ever encountered a magic sword?"

Song Yue said: "General, the magic sword is just ahead, I will wait for the general to come."

"En!" Yechen nodded, and then said to Mu Lie beside him, "Mu Lie, tell them how to subdue the magic sword."

"Yes!" Mu Lie stepped forward and said loudly, "The magic sword only respects the strong. When you fancy a certain magic sword, use your own strength to defeat him. Don't think about using clever tricks or any tricks. He will be spurned by the Demon Sword, and only a truly powerful force will make him submit. Master, the point is that simple."

"Okay!" Ye Chen said, and then took the lead to walk forward, and saw countless densely packed magic swords floating above the lava river and the ground in the distance.

These demonic swords all look the same as those in Mu Lie's hands. They are black in color, as wide as a palm, and as long as 1.5 meters. The blades are very sharp and have a terrifying luster.

Yechen stepped forward and immediately alarmed countless magic swords. Yechen grabbed the most powerful magic sword in his hand. This magic sword was only the peak of the Martial Emperor. Power, but can't get rid of it at all.

On the wristband, Demon Sword opened his eyes and looked at Yechen angrily. There was a trembling sound on the Demon Sword, and then Demon Sword suddenly opened his mouth and roared at Yechen: "Let me go." The voice seemed immature , similar to a seven or eight-year-old girl.

Yechen said indifferently: "Surrender or break, you choose one."

"Don't want me to surrender!" Demon Sword said loudly.

Yechen put the magic sword in front of his eyes, held the sword in his right hand, and flicked the fingers of his left hand lightly on the magic sword, making a huge impact sound.

"What a powerful force, master, I am willing to surrender to you!" After saying this sentence, Yechen felt that the rules of heaven and earth descended, and a mysterious connection was established between Yechen and the magic sword. , has the same effect as the power of the contract with the power of death, but it is not controlled by Yechen, as if it only exists in the magic sword.

"Oh, you just subdued it like this?" Ye Chen was a little surprised.

On the side, Huang Xinrou said anxiously: "General, those magic swords are flying over." In the distance, the magic sword seemed to sense the invasion of Ye Chen and others, and the densely packed sword tips were facing the dragon blood warrior.

Yechen nodded and said, "Go ahead, surrender them."

These magic swords are all Martial Emperors. Fortunately, all Dragon Blood Warriors have also been promoted to Martial Emperors. The only Martial King is Lin Yan'er.

"Come on!" The little guy on Yechen's shoulder also rushed over, caught in the middle of the ordinary dragon blood warriors and rushed forward.

This time, the dragon blood warriors didn't cooperate at all, and it was all a one-on-one melee.

Yechen held his own magic sword and looked at it carefully. Ever since the rules of heaven and earth came down, Yechen felt that the magic sword in his hand was like a part of his own life. As long as he moved his mind, he could react, just like a zombie of his own destiny. flexible.

Demon Sword opened his mouth and said to Yechen: "Master, Demon Sword will only serve one master in its life. When a man lives with the sword, the sword will be broken when the man dies."

Ye Chen replied: "Don't worry, you will know in the future, how knowingly you chose me."

Then, Yechen turned his eyes to the distance. It was not so easy for others to choose the magic sword. For example, Huang Xinruan and Song Jia fought against the magic sword with Wu Zong's strength, but they still did not make the magic sword succumb so quickly.

Ye Mo, who was only at the level of the Martial Emperor, raised a magic sword high up in the sky and shouted happily: "Great, I finally have a little friend to play with me, from now on I will call you Xiao Hei!" OK."

"Good master." Yemo's magic sword responded to Yemo.

(End of this chapter)