Emperor of Death

Chapter 1366

Nameless swordsmanship, at the beginning, the sword can cut the river and the sea, after a small achievement, the sword can cut the sun and the moon, after the great achievement, the sword can cut the gods, and after the perfection, the sword can cut the road.

Originally, Ye Chen only understood about [-]% of the Wuming sword technique.

But under the oppression of life and death, Yechen had a miraculous epiphany, broke through at the moment of life and death, and the nameless swordsmanship finally reached the entry level.

Yechen finally got a glimpse of a corner of Wuming's sword technique, and displayed it at the moment of life and death.

The first sword smashed the stick thrown by Wuhe. At the moment when everyone fell into despair, Yechen turned his hands into clouds and rain...

The second sword cut off the five fingers of Wuhe's left hand. Even with Wuhe Wudi's level of strength, he didn't have the power to resist.

Wu He looked at his palm excitedly, with a look of shock on his face. He couldn't imagine that he didn't dodge the sword that looked so ordinary just now.

Yechen floated in front of Wuhe, smiling at him.

Wu He cast his eyes on Ye Chen's face again, staring at Ye Chen's face in shock and said: "Impossible, this is impossible. Even if you have broken through to the late stage of Wu Zun, how can you hurt me, you Lian Emperor No level of martial arts can harm this seat, and it is impossible for you to harm this seat."

Yechen smiled and said flatly, "That's because you don't understand."

"Presumptuous!" Wuhe was furious, "I have lived for thousands of years, how could it be compared to you, a brat like you."

Yechen said indifferently: "Stupid zombies, no matter how long they live, they are still stupid. You are just a zombie."

"I, I'm going to kill you." Wuhe roared angrily, the iron rod behind him resurfaced, then spun in the air, and landed on Wuhe's right hand.

Immediately, there was a violent sound of breaking through the air, the stick in Wuhe's hand was moving too fast, the sound exploded in the air, and the scalps of the people behind Di Yechen were about to explode.

"No!" Song Yurou and Xiaocui exclaimed at the same time.

Yechen smiled, the sword in his hand struck out, a bright light flashed across the void, and then disappeared like lightning, leaving only a faint trail.

The stick stayed in the air, and then fell to the ground along with the palm of his hand. Wu He looked at his right hand in disbelief, and his wrist was cut off by Ye Chen's sword.

Just now, I clearly saw the sword, but I couldn't dodge it.

"No, it's impossible, what's going on here." Even after living for thousands of years, Wuhe still didn't understand why he didn't react to such a simple sword strike.

"Hehe!" Yechen smiled, landed on the ground, and walked towards Wuhe step by step with a sword in his hand.

"Kill!" The stick that fell on the ground flew up again. This was his natal magic weapon, and he would not lose contact because of the broken palm. After flying, the stick suddenly hit Yechen's head.

Yechen's body suddenly jumped forward, and it instantly became larger in Wuhe's field of vision. Then Wuhe seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes were fixed on the sword in your hand, Yechen.

The sword moved, just like before, drawing a clear trajectory in the sky, which seemed to be a simple move with one blow.

But Wuhe suddenly found that he didn't know how to resist this simple move, as if no matter what action he made, it was hitting his sword.

The sword was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, there were several crystal clear sword lights.

When Yechen stopped, he had already appeared behind Wuhe.

Wu He's iron rod was still in the air, his body was frozen in place, then he turned his head with difficulty, looked at Ye Chen, and said with difficulty: "What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Swordsmanship, nameless!" Ye Chen said calmly.

"Nameless, nameless! Damn little bastard, I'm going to die, and you don't tell me." As Wuhe's words fell, his body under his head suddenly turned into pieces of meat and fell to the ground. Only the head was left limply floating in the sky, and a scar appeared on his forehead, extending all the way to the back of his head.

With this wound as the center, Wuhe's head slowly split open, revealing the burning soul fire inside.

This exuberant soul fire is burning like a small sun in the skull, exuding astonishing life fluctuations.

Lan Wen flew over, held Wu He's head in her hands, and then took a big breath, sucking a small part of the soul fire into her mouth, and Yechen felt a very comfortable feeling from Lan Wen.

The dead ghost ants rushed to the place where the corpse fell, and happily devoured the flesh and blood that fell on the ground.

This is the emperor's blood and emperor's flesh. Every piece of meat and every drop of blood contains astonishing energy.

Yechen originally wanted to collect the emperor's blood, but seeing that the dead ants were eating happily, he gave all the flesh and blood to the dead ants.

A bright smile appeared on Ye Chen's face.

Finally, Wuhe was beheaded.

Finally, with the help of this rare opportunity of life and death, let Wuming swordsmanship be introduced.

Sure enough, this nameless sword technique did not disappoint him, it was just a beginner's level, but he had only the combat power of a martial saint, and killed a first-rank martial emperor with such ease.

From now on, relying on the power of Wuming swordsmanship, Ye Chen has finally stepped into the fighting power of Emperor Wu, but his current state is only that of Emperor Wu.

In this life, Ye Chen's potential far exceeds that of the previous life, and Ye Chen really wants to see how big the gap is between his previous life and this life after reaching the peak of Emperor Wu.

"Swordsmanship can cut the sun and the moon if you have achieved a small level of swordsmanship. Now you have just started, and you are still too far away from Xiaocheng. I don't know when." Ye Chen murmured. The strength looked forward to it even more.

"You actually beheaded Wuhe." An unbelievable voice sounded slowly in front of Yechen, Lian Qishan stared at Yechen with a pair of big eyes, full of shock when he looked at Yechen.

"You, didn't you see it with your own eyes?" Ye Chen said calmly.

"My lord!" Lian Qishan ran over, then knelt down in front of Yechen with a "plop", prostrated his entire upper body on the ground, and said, "Lian Qishan is willing to serve your lord, please take him in."

"Oh! You are a smart person." Ye Chen said lightly, "Do you have conditions?"

Lian Qishan said: "I just hope that my lord will teach my subordinates to practice when they are in the mood, and my subordinates are willing to serve you, even if they will be smashed to pieces."

"It's over." Ye Chen smiled lightly, if Lian Qishan is really such a loyal person, he had already been killed by Ye Chen, and he would not beg for mercy under Ye Chen's threat.

"My lord!" Lian Qishan seemed to know what Ye Chen was thinking, he just put his head on the ground and said respectfully, "Please take me in, my lord."

However, when Yechen first came to this continent, he didn't know many things about high-level officials. With Lian Qishan leading the way and providing information, Yechen could save countless troubles and do things much more conveniently.

(End of this chapter)