Emperor of Death

Chapter 166 Evil Shadow Legs (Fourth)
In the blood corpse formation, Cheng Miao touched Tim's injured palm with his lips, and said with a ferocious smile: "Even if you can hurt me, so what, if I get serious, how can you be my opponent? Kid, don't think there is anyone like me!" With close strength, you can be my opponent. Your combat experience is not comparable to mine. Hey, no, your strength, let alone increase by [-]%, even if it is increased by two times, how can it compare to mine? ?”

"Finally realized?" Ye Chen approached Cheng Miao, sneered, "But it's too late."

"Hmph, so what, you're still going to die." Cheng Miao drew a long knife from his waist, the blade was long and narrow, as thin as a cicada's wing.

"Die!" Cheng Miao yelled coldly, the two sides approached, and the lightning-like knife shadow instantly enveloped Yechen.

Yechen smiled coldly, his face was very calm, the light of the knife slashed across his face, and he turned his body slightly, letting the long knife fall against his face, and cut a few pores in his body Body hair that grows.

The long knife cut to the neck, changed direction instantly, and slashed across the sky against Yechen's neck. These speeds were extremely fast, requiring Yechen to react in the blink of an eye and find a way to deal with it.

Ye Chen's waist was leaned back like a wicker, and even though the blade was slashing against the tip of his nose, the long knife suddenly stopped above the tip of the nose, and the blade suddenly turned downward, pulling down towards Ye Chen's face.

Yechen's left foot landed on the ground with one foot, and before the long knife fell, he kept leaning back, and suddenly kicked his right foot out, kicking Cheng Miao's lower abdomen, and kicked him flying.

Such complicated movements were completed in the blink of an eye, and Yechen had kicked Cheng Miao flying in the fight.

Cheng Miao, who flew upside down, rolled several times in the sky, retreated seven or eight steps before barely stopping, then looked down, and saw that the abdomen kicked by Yechen had collapsed slightly, and there was severe pain.

"Kill!" Enduring the severe pain, Cheng Miao continued to move forward. After taking three steps, Cheng Miao suddenly knelt on the ground with one knee and propped the long knife on the ground. Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and the strength in his body was rapidly disappearing.

Yechen approached slowly, looking down at Cheng Miao.

Cheng Miao raised his head, looked at Ye Chen who was close at hand, and wanted to slash him, but he couldn't do it, and the severe pain kept attacking his nerves.

"My body, ah!" Although his soul power was disturbed by the blood corpse array, he was still able to serve his own body. He found that his body was blurred, and the place where Ye Chen kicked, all the internal organs were shattered. .

Cheng Miao felt unbelievable with one blow that crushed his protective mana and then destroyed his body.

As if thinking of something suddenly, Cheng Miao looked up at Ye Chen, gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "That was just now, what martial skill?"

"Oh!" Yechen smiled lightly, "King-level martial arts, evil shadow legs!"

"Xieying leg, it's actually Xiying leg. Hahahaha, cough cough!" Cheng Miao coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and his vitality was rapidly disappearing.

Behind Cheng Miao, there was a sound of piercing through the air. Cheng Miao knew that it was the spear of the little skeleton, but the vitality in his body was losing, and he was no longer able to resist the spear.

The spear pierced Cheng Miao's back and pierced out from his chest. With his right hand, he grabbed the bone spear that had stabbed out from his chest. Cheng Miao looked at Yechen with blood on his mouth and smiled, "I never thought I would die in the hands of a warrior." In my hands, I am not reconciled."

After Cheng Miao finished speaking, the little skull pulled out the spear, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

The blood mist in the air was slowly dissipating, and the power of the three Feiyun Pills scattered in the air had also been exhausted. This kind of temporary formation could not last long. Not long after Cheng Miao's death, He ended his mission.

The blood mist dissipated, and the thick Yin Qi also dissipated. The bloody traces painted by Ye Chen on the ground had become very faint, and the essence of the blood was completely emptied with this consumption.

Although the power of the formation is powerful, the materials needed are also expensive, especially the consumption of this temporary formation is astonishing. The value of three Feiyun pills alone is almost [-] gold.

However, the harvest is equally gratifying. For a spiritual master, his net worth is at least close to a million gold or even more.

Yechen collected the gold coupons and elixir of the seedlings into the storage ring, and the gold coupons alone reached 60 gold, all of which were gold coupons from Tongbao Bank, which were popular throughout the continent.

"I don't know if he has other martial spirit helpers!" Ye Chen murmured, and after thinking about it, he put Cheng Miao's corpse into the storage ring, which was regarded as a spare material for the blood corpse formation. Although the master's blood is less than that of the three, the essence of the essence is definitely far more than the previous three, which can make the blood corpse array last longer.

After doing all this, Yechen had time to look at his little skull carefully.

Today's Little Skull gave him too many surprises.

The little skull stood in front of Yechen, staring blankly at Yechen with empty eyes.

Yechen said softly: "You have been recognized by me. From now on, you will be my dead creature, and you are qualified to be my servant. I will do my best to train you."

The flexible fire of the little skull swayed gently in the skull, and bursts of joyful expressions were transmitted to Yechen's mind.

"Let's go, I'll take you to continue to improve. Only when you reach a higher level than mine can you become my helper." Yechen said happily, and walked out of the valley.

With sufficient resources, the promotion of dead creatures is still very fast, at least much faster than the master. Of course, this is only true for rich and powerful people. For ordinary people or small families like the Ye family, It is still very extravagant to go all out to cultivate dead creatures. If you have this resource, you might as well use it to improve your cultivation.

From the promotion of the little skeleton just now, it can be seen that it was only after eating the soul fire of two warrior-level undead creatures that it was promoted from the second rank of warrior to the third rank.Among Lone Rangers, apart from existences like Ye Chen, how can ordinary people have such a big hand, feed a warrior with dead creatures of the martial artist level, and if the little skeleton is promoted to a martial artist, he may have to kill hundreds of martial artist level creatures in a row The undead are even more so.

After walking out of the valley, Yechen stepped on the trunk of a big tree and rushed into the treetops in two or three steps. The little skeleton followed quickly, and one person and one skeleton gradually disappeared into the distance.

Not long after Yechen disappeared, the old man and the young woman of the martial spirit level of the Soul Refining Sect appeared in the valley at the same time. Looking at the messy valley, both of them showed expressions of surprise.

The old man sniffed the surroundings with his nose, and then said: "There is a breath of Chengmiao remaining, what kind of opponent is it that made him fight here."

The young woman said: "Cheng Miao is gone, we should chase him out. Why should we care about his life and death, catch the target and get the reward is the official."

"Hahaha, that's right, there is only one copy of king-level exercises, and there are three of us, beauty, I'll go first." After the old man finished speaking, his body suddenly jumped out.

(End of this chapter)