Emperor of Death

Chapter 933 I understand the power of frost better than you
The moonlight in the dark night is bright and cold.

Ouyang Shangzhi's body was colder than the cold moonlight.

The long knife was lying across his chest, and the palm of his left hand lightly brushed against the surface of the knife, and as the long knife danced gently, a snow-white cold mist was brought up.

Immediately, Ouyang Shangzhi raised his head, stared at Ye Chen fiercely, with a cold arc on the corner of his mouth, and said grimly: "I see, you are just a Martial Emperor, you just want to hold me back, and then wait Others come to the rescue, right?"

"Whatever you think." Ye Chen said lightly, "Since you have become a running dog of a foreign race, you are no different from a beast. I will kill you today."

"Hahaha, what a big tone." Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly stepped forward with a knife, and said grimly, "You are not as good as I am, and you are young. How much actual combat experience do you have? I will take you within five rounds."

Ouyang Shangzhi held the knife in both hands, and slashed down towards Yechen fiercely. The long knife carried a white cold mist, and before he got close, the icy temperature hit him first.

Ye Chen was not afraid, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed forward, and the death force on the silver gun turned into a sharp gun light, which suddenly hit Ouyang Shangzhi's long knife.

The power of death and the power of frost clashed, and Yechen's silver spear moved away as soon as it came into contact. In terms of head-to-head encounters, there are not many weapons that can match the knife. The original mode of operation of the knife is to chop.

The tip of the silver spear turned, and suddenly rushed from the gap of Ouyang Shangzhi, directly stabbing Ouyang Shangzhi's vitals.

"You actually..." Ouyang Shangzhi was furious, Yechen once again saw through the flaws in his saber technique, and attacked his weak point, forcing him to return to defense. dissipated.

Ye Chen said indifferently: "I know far more than you about the power of frost. You are no match for me when it comes to sword and spear skills. So, die with peace of mind."

"Break it for me!" The long knife raised its sharp edge, and raised it from bottom to top. A silver-colored ponytail broke away from the blade and slashed towards Ye Chen's body. Once it was cut, it might end up being split in half.

Yechen stepped on the silver light, his body twisted at an extremely fast speed, the silver spear in his hand stabbed out again, and stabbed on the back of the long knife, and the death force all over the long knife was defeated again.

"Death!" Ouyang Shangzhi roared, and he changed to holding the knife with one hand, and the palm of his left hand suddenly slapped out, and a white cold mist suddenly hit, covering Yechen, and Yechen's surroundings became completely blurred. A cold world.

"Kill kill kill!"

White mist enveloped Yechen's body, blocking both of them's sight. They could only perceive each other's existence with the fluctuation of power. The power of frost has the effect of slowing down. Ouyang Shangzhi took advantage of the opportunity of frost covering Yechen, He slashed three times in a row, and three half-moon-shaped long blade lights broke away from the blade and shot at Ye Chen's body.

"Huh!" After blasting out these powerful moves that consume a lot of energy, Ouyang Shangzhi panted heavily.With such a powerful continuous attack by himself, even if Ye Chen survived, he should have been seriously injured.

The next moment, Ouyang Shangzhi raised his head suddenly, and he felt a sharp aura that could threaten his life suddenly appeared in front of him. Immediately, a silver spear pierced the cold fog ahead, crushing the frost condensed by the cold fog, Then the castration continued unabated, piercing Ouyang Shangzhi's throat.

Ouyang was shocked when he saw Yechen breaking through the cold fog with the silver gun in his hand. He didn't have the slightest injury on his body. The sharpness of the strike on the silver gun made his scalp explode and he felt a huge pain. Life and death crisis.

"Break it!" The powerful frost power surged again, and the long knife slashed three times in an instant. This time it was not an attack, but a giant frost shield that condensed in front of him.

"You are too afraid of death, so your attacks are too conservative. On the battlefield, people who are more afraid of death will die faster." Ye Chen's voice came leisurely from behind the ice and snow, followed by Ye Chen's silver gun. Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly saw countless small dots appear on the frost giant shield.

The next moment, the giant frost shield shattered, and Yechen continued to move forward with a silver spear in his hand.

Ouyang Shangzhi backed away with the help of the giant frost shield, stood not far away and said grimly: "You are just a Martial Emperor, you are too arrogant."

Yechen smiled slightly: "There are many people who have said this to me, but without exception, all of them are dead. You will be the next dead person!"

Yechen stepped on the silver light and continued to approach.

This time, Ouyang Shangzhi no longer dared to use his power recklessly like before. The power of frost was condensed in the long sword hand, and he wanted to use the sword technique to suppress Ye Chen.

"I really admire your courage, you still don't run away." Ye Chen smiled lightly.

"It's you who died." Ouyang Shangzhi gritted his teeth and roared, the long knife in his hand was buzzing, holding the knife with one hand, the seemingly clumsy long knife was waving fast in his hand, and the knife technique of this hand On the surface, there are countless subtle changes that make people dazzled.

After all, he is a person who has lived for more than 200 years. This exquisite sword technique is the biggest capital that Ouyang Shangzhi is proud of.As the sword technique continued to slash at Yechen, Ouyang Shangzhi's inner confidence also increased little by little.

"Poor knife skills." Ye Chen commented lightly, the silver spear in his hand suddenly shook off eight guns, and collided with the long knife, making a violent "ding ding dong dong" sound.

"Boy, you dare to insult me." Ouyang Shangzhi grinned grinningly, wishing he could tear Ye Chen into pieces right now. In his opinion, Ye Chen deliberately belittled and insulted his sword skills.

Ye Chen said indifferently: "According to the calculation, this is the first time in my life that I have used my own strength to fight against the fourth-rank Wu Zong. Now, I almost know my strength. So, you should die."

"Arrogance." Ouyang Shangzhi's saber technique became more and more fierce. The light of the saber under the moonlight was like silver lightning flashes across the void, as if to split Ye Chen apart. The cold light reflected on the saber became even colder... …

Where the long knife passed, it left behind trails of cold energy.

In Yechen's hand, there was a faint trembling sound from the silver gun, as if expressing dissatisfaction with Yechen and expressing bloodthirsty desire.

At this moment, Yechen's right hand trembled, and spear flowers bloomed in the void, looking beautiful and stunning.

"How could this be?" Ouyang Shangzhi has fought for a lifetime, and even the most powerful spear masters he has encountered have never displayed such exquisite marksmanship. The blossoming spear flowers made him seem to see another More lofty realm.

However, before he had time to sigh, all the hairs on Ouyang's body exploded. Even before the spear pierced him, the sharp edge piercing the air made him feel a dull pain all over his body.

It wasn't real pain, but the sense of danger was too strong, and death felt so close.

(End of this chapter)