Emperor of Death

Chapter 1958 Ye Mo Goes to Battle ([-])

The knife light split the void, causing waves of space ripples, as if the void was about to be shattered.

Sharp and fast, he reached in front of Yemo in an instant, and slashed at Yemo's small body.

The blade glowed too fast, and it was impossible to avoid it. Yemo quickly turned the silver gun, holding the gun in both hands to block the gun in front of him.

The next moment, the sword light slashed on the spear, and Yemo was slashed out, and a streak of blood stained the sky red.

"Mo'er!" Countless people wept, they didn't know where Ye Mo was injured, whether he was killed by a knife.

On the ground, countless people flew up.

"We fought with him." Countless people roared angrily.

"Stand still!" Ye Zixuan turned around, and sternly shouted at the many masters who flew up, "Let me watch from the side, this is not a battlefield where you can intervene."

Even the fleshy body of the dragon blood warrior would be swept away under the light of Elder Qin's sword.

That is, a master of immortality, equivalent to a god of a foreign race.

Its power is not something that people of the level of Ye Zixuan or Dragon Blood Warrior can contend with.

"This is a military order!" Ye Zixuan added.

The dragon blood warrior stood in the sky, gritted his teeth and dared not move forward.

Military orders are like a mountain, even if you are watching fellow soldiers, you must obey the orders. If everyone acts on their own will, the army will be a mess.

Military orders are engraved in the bones of every soldier.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, Yemo's small body floated quietly in the air, motionless, only the blood was like a small spring, forming a small thread to sprinkle to the ground below...

Countless people's hearts were also tugged, they were afraid that something might happen to Yemo.

"Little bastard, how could he not die after resisting the old man's knife!" Elder Qin grinned grimly.

Yemo's body trembled, and then slowly got up in the sky.

Countless people saw that Yemo's small left arm was only connected to his shoulder by a tendon, dangling on his shoulder.

What a pain.

At this moment, Ye Mo had a stubborn face, gritted his teeth and used his right hand to straighten his left arm, and then a green light burst from the wound.

The injury is recovering quickly.

But Yemo's forehead was dripping with sweat drop after drop. During this process, most people would probably faint from the pain.

Xiao Yemo gritted her teeth, neither crying nor fussing, and said in a low and immature voice: "Daddy said, a man must be strong, a soldier, getting injured is commonplace..."

"Hehe, it's interesting!" Qin Lao stroked his long beard and smiled lightly.

Mo Dinghong sneered: "Okay, that's it, let him recover, and slowly torture him to death."

Huang Xinrou shouted angrily: "Do you want this kid's life?"

Then, holding the sword, Huang Xinrou chopped off Xia Wenxin's arm completely, and then continued to roar: "Get out, or I will kill him."

"Ah!" Xia Wenxin let out a scream like killing a pig, and then roared at Mo Dinghong, "If you don't go back quickly, they will really kill me."

"Mr. Qin!" Mo Dinghong looked at Mr. Qin, beckoning him to save her.

Elder Qin didn't seem to see Mo Dinghong's gaze, and said with a smile: "Young Master Xia fought bravely and took the initiative to lead an army to encircle Yechen's stars, but it's a pity that he died."

"Old man, you!" Xia Wenxin's pupils suddenly widened, and she looked at Elder Qin in disbelief.

Even Mo Dinghong looked at Elder Qin inexplicably.

Mo Dingxiang said in her sister's ear: "Sister, the ones brought this time are all our people. This star contains huge treasures and wealth. What Elder Qin means is that we don't want to share these things with the Xia family. gone."

Hearing this, Mo Dinghong looked at Xia Wenxin with a complicated expression. It has to be said that there is still some friendship between them.

However, in the face of such huge interests...

Mo Dinghong suddenly looked at Huang Xinrou, and shouted sharply: "Let go of my companion, I can give you a good time, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death."

Xia Wenxin heard the words, and roared angrily: "Xiaohong, are you crazy? I have so much love for you, you just watch me die."

At this time, if Xia Wenxin still can't see what Modinghong intends, then he is a fool.

Mo Dinghong sneered: "They dare not kill you, I promise."

"Fuck you Modinghong, your conscience has been eaten by a dog, I have traveled across the galaxy to accompany you..." Xia Wen was furious and furious.

Huang Xinrou cast her eyes on Ye Zixuan, Ye Zixuan gritted her teeth and said coldly: "Press it first."

Since it is useless, it is better to live than to die.

Then, everyone's eyes turned to Yemo again.

Yemo's wound finally recovered, but his face was still white and his head was covered with sweat, which was painful.

Yemo held the silver gun tightly, and said softly, "Daddy said, a man must protect his most precious thing."

"Kill!" Yemo shook his silver gun and continued to kill Qin Lao.

Elder Qin slowly raised the ghost knife, with a sneer all over his face.

When Yemo got a little closer to the ground, the Ghost Head Saber slashed out fiercely. This time, several knives were suddenly slashed out.

Yemo held a gun, and the gun light burst into flames and the sword light collided with each other, and the air power exploded, bursting out with colorful light.

Then, everyone saw Yemo being sent flying again, spilling blood into the sky.

There was silence in the sky, and many people were crying silently.

The responsibility originally belonged to adults, but it needs such a child to resist.

Ashamed, self-blame, heartbroken...

"I, I will never be defeated. A fighter must have a will like steel." Yemo's immature voice continued to sound, and his lying body slowly stood up straight.

But many people saw that Yemo's body was covered with scars, and there were several knife lights on his stomach. When the flesh was cut open, the internal organs inside could be clearly seen.

Internal organs are also bleeding.

As Yemo stood upright, fresh blood spilled into the sky like pouring down.

"Mo'er, that's enough." Lin Yan'er roared angrily.

"Mo'er, come back." Zhang Yun cried loudly.

Meng Xinqi and the others continued to cry.

"No, I can't back down. If Daddy isn't here, Mo'er has to shoulder the responsibility. Even if Mo'er doesn't go out, grandma dies, mothers die, they will kill Mo'er in the end." Ye Mo's voice It seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be talking to Zhang Yun and others.

Yemo gritted his teeth, his little face was covered with his own blood, and then his body continued to burst into green light, allowing the wound to heal slowly.

In this process, Elder Qin was not in a hurry, and watched silently. In Mo Dinghong's words, he would slowly torture Yemo to death, making him fall into a desperate situation in the process of being injured and recovering again and again.

After recovering from two serious injuries, Yemo's aura has obviously weakened a lot. On the other hand, Elder Qin is still at his peak...

(End of this chapter)