Emperor of Death

Chapter 171 Yechen Joins

For Ye Chen's understanding, no one can surpass Yang Zikun, not even the dean. In terms of vision, Yang Zikun has already surpassed the level of Wuling. The person who taught him is either Wu Zun or Wu Sheng.

While everyone was still maintaining serious expressions, Yang Zikun suddenly grinned: "This guy finally appeared."

The members of the Soul Refining Sect who didn't pay attention to Yechen at first became restless when they saw Yechen walking towards the zombie.

The old man shouted ferociously from a distance: "Boy, you are courting death!"

The young woman shouted loudly: "Go to someone, cut off his head!"

Guo Hui shouted loudly: "Master Ye, come to us quickly."

The dean shouted loudly: "Yechen, don't be impulsive."

Qin Muge looked at Yechen, and said in his heart: "Die, it's best to die, it's all over once."

Ye Chen walked in front of her, she raised her head to look at Ye Chen, the long hair covering her face spread out, revealing a pair of star-like eyes.

She who has never let strangers get close, this is the first time she allows people to get so close.

One look is enough.

Yechen didn't say anything, but she understood from her eyes that her intelligence was not as primitive as other zombies.

"Follow me!" Ye Chen said.

She nodded.

A ninth-rank warrior walked towards Yechen with a knife in his hand, grinning grinningly as he walked, "Boy, you're so courageous, you dare to spoil the good things of grandpas."

Then, the long knife in his hand slashed at Yechen fiercely.

Yechen easily let the opponent's knife slash from his side, and then pressed his palm on his chest, a violent force suddenly exploded in his chest, and the man was blown away like a cannonball. He slammed it hard on the cliff ten meters away, and when his body slid down, everyone saw that his back had turned into a lump of meat, and the entire back and internal organs disappeared.

In the deepest part of the valley, Yechen looked at the crowd standing in front of him, and said coldly, "Whoever stands in my way will die!"

The old man of Soul Refining Sect cast a gloomy face, glanced at Ye Chen, and said with a sneer: "In such a crazy tone, go to the two martial artists and kill him."

Behind the young woman, the last two remaining martial artists walked out, one left and one right rushed towards Ye Chen.

The young woman's long sword slashed at the mentor who was dealing with him in front of her. The sharp long sword shone with a crystal silver light again. She swung three long swords with one sword, and finally stabbed the tip of the sword in the middle of a 40-year-old man. In the chest of the young female mentor, without Yang Zikun's restraint, death finally appeared on the mentor's side.

Guo Hui and the others backed away in fright.

On the other side, facing the two martial artists, Ye Chen said with a cold killing intent in his eyes, "It's just for celebration."

No one knew what Yechen's so-called celebration was.

There was a silver light flashing between his fingers. Facing the two long knives that were slashing towards him, Ye Chen stepped on ghost steps, as if dancing in the light of the two knives, calmly avoiding the blades.

"Boom!" One of the long knives was caught by Ye Chen's fingers, and the long knife made of fine steel was broken by two fingers. The man in black from the Soul Refining Sect was holding half of the long knife, and his face was full of horror and disbelief. .

Immediately, half of the tip of the knife was in Yechen's hand, slashing towards his original owner's throat. The man in black from the Soul Refining Sect wanted to avoid it, but he found that Yechen's movements followed him like a shadow, as fast as lightning, and he could only move in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his throat.

The next moment, the man in black let go of the half long knife in his hand, pinched the wound on his throat with both hands, and slowly half-kneeled on the ground, his face was full of fear before death and nostalgia for life, he is a master martial artist, He has a lofty status. When hiding the identity of the Soul Refining Sect, he is the pillar of the family. He is an existence admired by thousands of people. He is a top master in a city. How can such a person be willing to die so worthlessly.

Then, with these expressions, he slowly fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, very unwilling.

All this happened during Yechen's dodging, it was just a time to breathe, the other man in black just made two moves, just turned around, and saw the scene of his companion falling to the ground.

In this scene, he was so frightened that he almost lost his wits. Ye Chen in his eyes was no longer a warrior who he thought could be killed at will, but was as terrifying as a prehistoric beast.

He is backing away.

Yechen moved forward, staring at the retreating man in black with a pair of icy eyes.

"Death!" Seeing Ye Chen approaching, the man in black had no choice but to strike, the long knife slashed fiercely forward, and the silver light drew a long and narrow arc in front of him.

"Go with peace of mind." Ye Chen looked at the man in black with a cold face, stretched out his two fingers to clamp the long knife, and then flicked his fingers lightly, the powerful counter-shock force made the long knife fall out of his hand, shaking the whole man. The right hands of all the martial artists were a little numb.

The martial artist looked at Yechen's finger in disbelief. It was just a finger. With a light flick, he felt an incomparable force acting on the long knife. How could a person's fingers be so terrifying, and his , but a samurai.

The long knife fell and was held in Yechen's hand, and then drew a beautiful arc in the sky.

The long knife sliced ​​across the throat of the man in black, a head flew up and fell on the grass, and the headless corpse slowly fell to the ground spraying blood.

Countless people watched this scene in astonishment, especially the tutors of Jiangyin College. They were completely indifferent to Ye Chen's arrival, but they never thought that Ye Chen's strength was so powerful.

Guo Hui said in an excited tone: "It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable, Ye Shi's fighting power is actually so powerful."

The young woman suddenly turned her head, stared at Ye Chen closely with incredulous eyes, and said, "I didn't expect you to kill them so quickly."

The old man suddenly said sharply: "This kid must die, Yu Ling, you guard this gap, I will kill this kid."

"Okay!" The young woman responded loudly, and suddenly rushed to the old man's side, slashed at the dean of Jiangyin College with a sword, and shouted loudly: "Everyone come behind me."

Hearing this, the rest of the Soul Refining Sect hurried to the young woman's side.

"Take this opportunity and kill them." The dean shouted loudly, attacking Yu Ling frantically.

Yu Ling smiled coldly: "If you want to go, ask me." At this moment, Yu Ling's attack was not as sharp as before, but the dean found that her defense ability was more terrifying than that old man.

"No, Yechen is dangerous." A mentor sternly shouted.

"Rush, you can't let Yechen die, they want to break through one by one." Someone roared, when these people saw Yechen's performance, they deeply understood that if Yechen was alive, even if the opponent had two martial spirits, They can also play around, if Ye Chen dies, they will return to the original disadvantage, even worse than before, because now, Yang Zikun has been injured.

(End of this chapter)