Emperor of Death

Chapter 832 The Power of Crushing

With one move, Kai Lang's chest was pierced, and he let out a deep and daring cry: "Oh!"

Then, the red gun in Yechen's hand melted like water and flowed back into Yechen's hand. Kai Lang's body fell from the sky, and the giant wolf he was sitting on continued to pounce on Yechen fiercely, letting out a cry Scream: "Aww!"

The long-range attack from farther away has already approached Yechen.This path of power is extremely powerful, if it is not for the feast of blood, Ye Chen would be blasted to pieces in an instant.

Yechen's left hand was bluffed, and the bloody light appeared in the palm of his hand, which actually condensed into a blood-red mask, and all the power that blasted towards Yechen fell on the red mask.

Then, the red light of Yechen's right hand extended, and once again condensed a red spear, holding the spear in his hand and knocked hard, the ghost wolf that Kai Lang was sitting on also stepped into Kai Lang's footsteps, and was killed by Yechen with one blow .

Countless people were horrified, Yechen killed Kai Lang so easily, many people subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"Kill!" Geli got up from the ground, and once again pounced on Yechen in his ghost wolf. The black wolf tribe was extremely fierce and brutal on the battlefield, and they were not afraid of Yechen.

"Kill!" The rest of the strong men stepped forward with sabers in their hands, and slashed at Ye Chen fiercely.

"Good job!" Ye Chen's body did not retreat but advanced, and the spear pierced towards the nearest Gerry like lightning.

Gerry threw a shield towards Yechen's spear, trying to use the shield to resist Yechen's attack, then he suddenly raised his body, grasped the saber with both hands, and slashed fiercely at Yechen.

"Splitting the Sky!" With the same terrifying move, countless wind blades will drown Ye Chen.

"Dang!" Below, Yechen's spear swept away the shield, and immediately lifted the spear from bottom to top, and stabbed fiercely.

The spear condensed with blood light suddenly became longer, piercing the endless wind blade that Gerry slashed along the way, piercing from the throat of the sitting ghost wolf, and then piercing the throat of the ghost wolf, and then Gerry couldn't believe it. His eyes pierced through his throat, and he and his mount were thrown up with a spear.

"Cackling!" Gerry wanted to growl in pain, but his throat was pierced, making him speechless. He could only look at Yechen with deep unwillingness and resentment.

Then, the spear in Yechen's hand turned into a streamer and returned to Yechen's hand again, condensing into a spear again.

As soon as they made contact, the two Wu Zong died, and the feast of blood also consumed part of their strength.

The next moment, Yechen flew out suddenly and faced many murderous werewolves. There were five Wu Zong and dozens of Wu Huang here.

"Breakthrough!"

"Flying Cloud Break!"

These strong men didn't dare to be careless, one after another martial arts turned into endless wind blades and slashed at Yechen.

Below Yechen, pillars of blood shot out one after another, and then turned into balls of blood that stayed in the void, and condensed into a thin shield in front of Yechen.

Resist all attacks.

"How can it be so terrifying." A werewolf growled in disbelief.

"Impossible, he can't have such a powerful force." Someone said in shock.

However, no matter how unexpected they were, they had to face such a powerful Yechen at this moment.

Yechen flew forward with so many attacks, and then stabbed out with a long spear, the endless gun light enveloped everyone.

Zong level martial arts, Yinghong Liuguangpo.

Countless red gun lights ravaged the sky like a meteor shower.

This is an unstoppable force. In terms of strength, it possesses a terrifying force that can crush everyone. This force not only comes from countless Martial Kings, but also from the blood of a Martial Saint.

With a single shot, more than a dozen Martial Emperor masters fell from the sky together with their mounts.

The faces of the surviving werewolves were full of shock. Facing such a powerful force, they felt deep despair.

"How could this be? Is it still only the Martial Emperor's combat power?" A werewolf Wu Zong roared. Originally, in their opinion, dispatching nine Wu Zong was equivalent to killing chickens with a bull's-eye knife, but now it seems that all the spirit wolf clan Everyone underestimated Yechen's terrifying power.

"This guy is completely unreasonable." Someone exclaimed.

"Kill, the commander gave an order. If we don't kill Yechen, not only will we all die, but we will also implicate our clansmen." A wolf tribe said in a deep voice, raising its head, clenched the long knife, and there was a tragic look on its body. color.

"Kill!" The werewolves continued to kill Yechen.

"Hahaha, good time!" Yechen laughed, and continued to sweep the spear in all directions. For the attack from the opponent, he directly condensed the bloody shield to resist, and every time Yechen fired a spear, several masters of the wolf tribe were destined to fall .

It seemed that what Yechen held in his hand was not a spear at all, but a scythe of death, and the masters of the wolf clan who killed the ground were terrified.

"Restrain!" In the distance, the priest of the White Wolf Clan raised his staff high, and behind him, a master priest raised his staff at the same time, and then a yellow light burst out and landed on the old priest of the White Wolf Clan On the scepter, the power of all the priests of the White Wolf clan was gathered, and a ray of light was emitted, and a yellow force descended on Yechen's body, like an invisible shackle, trying to restrain Yechen's body.

"Slowness!" A blue light shot out from the scepter of the black wolf priests and hit Yechen's body. This was also the joint power of the black wolf priests.

The slowing technique can slow down the speed of the place. The slowing technique and the bloodthirsty technique are two extremely terrifying magic spells of the spirit wolf tribe. If they are used at the same time, they are enough to make the enemy fall into a terrible hell.

"Kill!" After seeing the power displayed by the priests, the remaining masters howled and rushed towards Ye Chen fiercely.

"Huh, you're a little trick. You dare to act presumptuously in front of me." Ye Chen shot out a blood-colored beam of light again, resisting the attacks from the masters of the wolf tribe, and then shook violently, and the surrounding halo was like glass shattering. Usually, the power blessed on Yechen turns into little rays of light and dissipates around Yechen.

Holding a red spear, Yechen rushed out again, shouting loudly: "Kill!"

The red spear pierced the sky like a rainbow piercing the sun with extremely dazzling colors.

A master of Wu Zong didn't even hum, but Ye Chen pierced his forehead.

Then the spear was pressed down fiercely, and the angry mount under Master Wu Zong was torn into two halves like paper.

The spear condensed with blood is not only sharp, but its body still carries extremely terrifying power.

After killing a Wu Zong, Ye Chen was like killing a chicken, his face was calm and there was only a look of sternness on his face, and then he continued to pounce on the remaining wolf masters with a ferocious face.

In an instant, more than ten Martial Emperor masters died under Yechen's spear.

(End of this chapter)