Emperor of Death

Chapter 846 Killer

A small formation of more than ten people collided with Meng Xinqi.

Meng Xinqi held a spear in her hand and unleashed an extremely fierce attack. The little fat man was wearing earth armor and holding a ghost-headed knife. The power of the earth and his body tempered by dragon blood made every knife of his carry a huge strength.

Ye Chen stood at the bow and watched silently, Song Jia and Song Yue stood beside Ye Chen.

"That idiot." Ye Chen shook his head and said, feeling a little sorry for Zhang Tao's IQ, this kind of idiot is obviously being sold and still counting the money.

Zhang Tao watched nervously from a distance, afraid that something might happen to Meng Xinqi, and also afraid of an irreparable situation. After all, he was just a playboy, and he had never seen such a big scene.

The middle-aged Emperor Wu held a long sword, slashed at Meng Xinqi with a grin, his eyes were full of cold killing intent, and he struck mercilessly.

"Kill!" The long sword slashed down, trying to cut Meng Xinqi in half.

"Only you people dare to fight with me." Meng Xinqi smiled contemptuously, the black spear in her hand pierced out like lightning, swung away the middle-aged sword of the Emperor Wu, and then pierced into it like a spirit snake. In the collarbone of the middle-aged man, his precious clothes and shoulders were pierced together.

"Hmm!" The middle-aged Martial Emperor groaned, and Meng Xinqi smiled coldly, "Only you, dare to kill me?"

"Why are you so strong?" The middle-aged Martial Emperor made an unbelievable voice.

"Let's talk slowly later!" Meng Xinqi sneered, the spear retracted, and then stabbed out.

The middle-aged Emperor Wu held a long sword, resisted the sharp pain from his left shoulder, gritted his teeth, and slashed at Meng Xinqi fiercely.

Meng Xinqi sneered, the black spear stabbed out again, piercing his right arm, causing the middle-aged Martial Emperor to groan again.Meng Xinqi took a step forward, grasping the lapel of the middle-aged Martial Emperor with her right hand, a sudden burst of strength, and slammed the middle-aged Martial Emperor in the direction of Yechen.

On the other side, the little fat man is holding a ghost-head knife, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, no matter how the enemy attacks, the little fat man will slash out with a knife, and all of them will be scattered, looking extremely domineering.

A team of ten people can't stop Meng Xinqi and Fatty from joining forces.

In an instant, the ten-member team collapsed, and everyone suffered heavy injuries, and was thrown towards Yechen by Meng Xinqi.

On the other side, Song Jia made a move, picked up the thrown people one by one, and then returned to Feiyun Treasure Ship.

Yechen's figure shot out suddenly, towards Zhang Tao's direction.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Tao shouted in shock.

Yechen said flatly: "What an idiot, look behind you."

Zhang Tao looked back, but saw a person in the distance pulling out a bow. The bow was facing Zhang Tao's room. The powerful aura exuded from the bow made Zhang Tao almost pee his pants.

The feeling of death invaded Zhang Tao's nerves. In the face of such a terrifying force, Zhang Tao had no ability to resist at all, and had no choice but to die.

The bow and arrow shot out, piercing the sky like lightning, and with a sharp sound of piercing the air, they arrived in front of Zhang Tao in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Tao was already petrified, his lower body was wet for a while, his mouth was opened wide, and he could only watch the bow and arrow shoot at him with fear in his eyes.

Yechen kicked Zhang Tao's ass, kicked him ten meters away, and fell to the ground.

"Chirp!"

The bow and arrow shot from an area ten meters away from Zhang Tao, and the violent force caused the entire area to be torn. The clothes on Zhang Tao's back were torn by the energy flow, revealing a bloody back. There was a muffled grunt.

Zhang Tao turned around and saw five men in black with white masks flying out of his Feiyun Treasure Ship. Brilliant silver light.

The same sword, the same technique, the same martial arts.

These five people put all their power into this sword, with the aura of success or benevolence. Although it is only the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor, the power that burst out at this moment exceeds their original realm.

Gather strength at one point and explode with all your strength.

"Killer!" Ye Chen shouted in a low voice, grabbed the void with his right hand, and the silver spear took shape in his hand.

Zhang Tao was dumbfounded. He never expected that things would develop to such an extent that even the killer appeared, not only wanting to kill Yechen, but also himself.

When the five killers were dealing with Ye Chen, one killer appeared silently behind Zhang Tao, and the dagger in his hand appeared silently and placed it on Zhang Tao's throat. Let Zhang Tao die.

And this killer did exactly that. When Zhang Tao lowered his hair and found the dagger, a cold feeling spread all over his body in an instant, and it was too late to resist.

At the same time, behind the killer, a silent figure also appeared. Using a more secretive method, he put a dagger on the killer's throat. Before the killer could kill Zhang Tao, the dagger moved first. , pulled hard.

The killer didn't even groan, and fell down. Blood gushed out from the killer's throat wound, splashing Zhang Tao's face.

The person who killed him was Chang Baihui.

"Ah!" Zhang Tao thought it was his own blood, and yelled in horror.

On the other side, Ye Chen faced the long swords of five killers stabbing like lightning, and the long swords locked on Ye Chen's vitals.

Ye Chen shot faster, and the silver spear turned into a dragon in an instant, hovering around Ye Chen, and collided with the five small long swords that were pierced, making a "jingling" sound.

The killers were astonished. They were originally famous for their speed, which was said to be as fast as lightning, and they could kill with one blow, but Yechen's speed at this moment far surpassed them, and in terms of strength, it was incomparable. There is no advantage in front of Yechen.

Behind the five of them, a ghost suddenly emerged from each of them, and then they opened their teeth and claws, and rushed towards Yechen viciously.

At the same time, the five of them were retreating rapidly. As a killer, they could not take a single blow and fled thousands of miles away.

As for the natal ghosts they released, it would be great if they could kill Ye Chen, but if they couldn't, they would be a tool to cover their escape.

For killers, they no longer have human emotions. They only exist to kill people, so even the souls of their relatives can be sacrificed at any time.

The killer was retreating quickly, without making a sound.

"Want to leave?" Yechen sneered, and swept the spear in his hand fiercely, a silver light condensed on the spear, making the spear look longer.

"Hmm!" The five retreated quickly, and Yechen's silver spear was even faster, sweeping the five out in an instant and suffering heavy injuries.

(End of this chapter)