Emperor of Death

Chapter 528

Lu Song and Xiong Junpeng both squeezed out flattering smiles, and sat in front of Yechen like two pugs. If it wasn't for the lack of tails, Yechen believed that they were already wagging.

For such unscrupulous people, Yechen believed that as long as he let them go, they would turn around and sell themselves. At that time, what greeted him would be the continuous army of the Raging Flame Empire.

"Ye, Young Master Ye." Lu Song called softly.

Yechen said indifferently: "Little fat man, don't let one person go, kill him!"

"What, what?" Everyone's eyes widened.

"Okay!" The little fat man replied loudly, stomping on the ground with his right foot, stone thorns suddenly appeared in the crowd, turning the warriors of the two sects on their backs, more than half of them were pierced by the stone thorns The body turned into a corpse and hung on the stone thorns.

Xiong Junpeng and Lu Song reacted faster and were stronger, so they took the opportunity to avoid it.

The two stood together in the air, and Lu Song begged Ye Chen for mercy: "Young Master Ye, this is all a misunderstanding."

The death knight walked through the air, and the spear in his hand pierced the two people in the air from a distance.

Xiong Junpeng shouted: "Don't beg for mercy, kill us, this little bastard is clearly going to kill us."

Lu Song gritted his teeth and cursed at Yechen: "Little bastard, you are so cruel."

"Am I ruthless?" Yechen sneered, if they hadn't insisted on killing themselves, they wouldn't have ended up where they are now. Now they are in a weak position, and they still call themselves ruthless?At the beginning, he recruited warriors to step on the formation, and forced irrelevant people to die, which is called ruthless.

Compared with them, Yechen felt that he was too kind.

Seeing the death knight's spear stabbing, Xiong Junpeng and Lu Song burst into flames at the same time, and the long swords in their hands turned to the death knight's spear at the same time.

Lu Song shouted loudly: "The Flaming Sword Art."

Xiong Junpeng shouted: "Tengyang Lieyan."

The two displayed two martial arts, and the power they exerted caused the survivors below to fear from their souls. The strength of King Wu raised hope in many people's hearts.

A black fire snake rolled up on the death knight's spear, and as the spear pierced out, the fire snake swept out fiercely like a long whip.

Martial arts, Purgatory Fire Dance.

The black fire snake collided with the two long swords. The survivors of the two sects were shocked to see that the mighty King Wu in their eyes couldn't catch the death knight's move. Their bodies were swept away by the black fire snake. In the middle, like two flies, they were slapped hard on the ground.

"Elder Lu!"

"Elder Xiong!"

Survivors let out waves of terrified cries.

Not far away, the little fat man held up his hands, and there was a khaki light between his hands, and then he ruthlessly threw it towards the survivors.

The survivors felt something in their hearts, as if the end was coming, and a deep fear of death was born in the depths of their souls.

"No!" Countless people exclaimed, and then they were smashed to the ground by the power of the little fat man, and countless people were crushed into minced meat by the power without yellow.

Martial arts: Falling rocks.

Pang Yuhai stared blankly at all this. Now, besides King Wu, he is the only survivor. Watching the slaughter of the two sects, Pang Yuhai's eyes were full of horror, and he murmured: "How could this be, how could this be, that Damn boy, how could you do this."

The death knight fell from the sky, and the spear in his hand ruthlessly swept towards the two Martial Kings who fell to the ground.

The two martial kings held their swords in both hands to block the fall of the spears. As a result, the spears pressed their swords and slapped them hard on their chests. The two martial kings spurted out a big mouthful of blood at the same time. It collapsed.

A death knight who can compete with the emperor's son is not something that two ordinary martial kings can compete with.The emperor not only practiced high-level kung fu and martial arts, but also possessed perverted talents, and even possessed magic weapons to protect himself.Compared with them, the two Martial Kings in front of them are scumbags.

After this heavy blow, the two were seriously injured. Even if they forcibly raised their strength, it was still less than [-]% of their peak strength.

The death knight raised the spear again, and black flames continued to curl up on the spear. The eyes of the two showed deep horror, and they exclaimed at the same time: "No!"

The spear fell fiercely, and this time, there were two people's screams: "Ah!"

The two mighty Martial Kings were smashed to death alive, and even their spirit-level body armor was smashed to pieces.

However, the two poor Martial Kings only have one weapon that they have nurtured, and the other magic weapons are at best only at the spiritual level.

The little fat man rushed over quickly, even if it was a spiritual treasure, the little fat man would be envious.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yechen quickly grabbed the two corpses and threw them into the storage ring. As for whether there are any good things, we will talk about them later.

The little fat man wasted no time, and said angrily: "This time I also contributed."

"That's right!" Yechen nodded, threw the king-level weapon nourished by Lu Song to the little fat man, and said, "Here, the king-level magic weapon, the best one on him belongs to you."

"There are many more such as golden coupons, elixirs, magic weapons and cheats. This is King Wu." The little fat man said very unbalanced.

"Don't overdo it, it's almost enough!" Ye Chen said, completely ignoring the little fat man's complaints, because he knew that no amount of money would be enough for a money-grub like the little fat man.

"Hey!" The little fat man sighed, and then happily threw the king-level sword into the storage ring. It was very cost-effective to get such a good magic weapon with just one shot, so he could only continue to deal with it. Yechen loves and hates at the same time, following Yechen, the benefits continue, but he snatched most of them away.

Pang Yuhai saw that Yechen ignored him and walked towards the dead creature below, which made him a little bit happy while being angry, and hoped that Yechen would forget him best.

In fact, he wouldn't believe this kind of thinking on a normal day, but that's how people are. Today, Pang Yuhai is like a person who fell into the water. At the moment of life and death, he regards even a straw as a life-saving tool.

"Forget about me, I will notify the sect later, and then let the sect notify the military to bring you, a spy of the death empire, to justice." Pang Yuhai said viciously in his heart.

Just when Pang Yuhai was dreaming endlessly, a voice sounded very disharmonious to him. It was the voice of the little fat man. The little fat man said to Ye Chen, "How to deal with this boy."

Pang Yuhai's fluke mentality that had just arisen was instantly shattered.

I wish I could tear the little fat man into pieces.

In the distance, Yechen waved his hand, and said calmly, "Throw it away."

Pang Yuhai hurriedly said to the little fat man, "He told you to let me go."

The little fat man grinned grimly, and said, "He said to throw it away." Then he grabbed Pang Yuhai's body and threw it down towards the group of dead creatures below.

Flying in the sky, Pang Yuhai's pupils were wide open, filled with deep fear.

(End of this chapter)