Emperor of Death

Chapter 944 Chapter 948 Yechen's Power

The Wuzong masters of the Xiongren tribe shot out like cannonballs, and blasted at Wang Ziyu who was saving people.

Feeling the danger, Wang Ziyu suddenly flew high, not wanting to hurt the human race below.

This kind of battle between masters, even if they are resisting, will cause huge destructive power.

"Want to run?" Wu Zong's first-rank bear master grinned grinningly, then changed his body to face up, caught up with her faster than Wang Ziyu, and then slapped her.

Wang Ziyu turned around, the sword in his hand glowed with sword light, and slashed towards Xiongren Wuzong's palm, the palm of Xiongren master was filled with ice, seemingly indestructible.

"Ding ding dong dong!" There was a violent impact, and Wang Ziyu actually blocked the impact of the Xiongren master, and was evenly matched with the first-level Wuzong, which made countless people feel incredible.

The sky was filled with cold air, and Wang Ziyu was inseparable from the masters of the Xiongren tribe.

In the distance, another first-rank master of Wu Zong frowned, then turned into a white shadow and jumped out, flying into the sky.

"Fairy be careful." Countless people shouted, for fear that Wang Ziyu would suffer.

In front of Wang Ziyu, a black figure suddenly shot up. This black figure was wearing a ferocious mask, holding a silver spear like Yechen in his hand, and then slammed towards Wu Zong who was flying towards him. Another master of the Martial Emperor level.

"Looking for death!" Xiong Ren Wu Zong was furious, and slapped the bear's paws forward fiercely. Wang Ziyu recognized him when he was strong. After all, he was the descendant of the Ice and Snow Empress. Human race masters feel that they are underestimated.

The two sides collided fiercely, and the silver gun in Lan Wen's hand shot forward.

Ursines fly in fast, but fly out even faster.After just a confrontation, Lan Wen's silver gun sent her flying, with a horrified expression in her eyes.

"Boom!" The city lord's mansion was blasted out of a big pit, and the bear-human tribe lay among the rocks, spitting blood.

The next moment, Lan Wen shot out, mercilessly in her hands, the silver long spear fell from the sky, and with the light of the silver gun, it charged fiercely at the bear-human master below.

"No!" the Bearman roared, feeling the irresistible power from the silver spear, the master in front of him was far from being comparable to Wang Ziyu.

"Presumptuous!" In the sky, Xiong Dun was furious. The master Wu Zong below was his right arm, how could he watch them die, his right hand gathered strength and slapped down fiercely.

Countless ice cones formed in the sky and struck towards Lan Wen.

Yechen slapped a palm in the sky, and a powerful force of death suddenly emerged, blasting the ice cone in the sky, and said with a faint smile: "Don't be distracted, your opponent is me."

"Bastard!" Xiong Dun roared, furious. He never thought that such a master would suddenly appear from below, putting his subordinates in a life-and-death crisis. After Yechen interfered, it became impossible to rescue them.

He only hoped that the two of them could hold on longer. He saw that the bear man who was fighting Wang Ziyu had turned around to rescue his companion, and the injured bear man had condensed the power of the ice to form a thick shield. Blocked by Lan Wen's spear.

Xiong Dun raised his head and looked into Ye Chen's eyes, burning with raging flames: "In that case, let's kill you first, so as not to get in your way. You..."

Xiong Dun said to the people behind him: "Go and kill those people on the treasure ship. Cut off his source of power."

"Yes!" Behind Xiong Dun, many Martial Emperors and Martial Kings flew out.

Xiong Dun grasped it with his right hand, and a white light burst out to form a long metal stick. The long stick was silvery white, and the whole body exuded a strong cold air.

"Good baby!" Yechen's eyes glowed with fiery light. This treasure has been warmed up for a long time, and it is definitely a Zong-level treasure that is no less than the Zhan Saber. If you get it, it can be exchanged for the Dragon Blood Warrior. A lot of training resources.

Dragon Blood Warrior is equal to Yechen's own strength.

The palms of the bear people are not bear paws, but furry, similar to human palms, but with a layer of white fur, larger and more powerful than human palms.

Xiong Dun held a long stick in his hand, crossed the space, and slammed Yechen's head fiercely. This stick carried tremendous power, and the power of frost had the effect of slowing down. Xiong Dun's iron stick seemed bulky. But after frost slows down the opponent, he will still not be at a disadvantage in terms of speed.

Yechen seemed to have entered the side of a severe glacier, his whole body was wrapped in cold air, the cold wind made people's eyes and body ache, and the flow of blood seemed to slow down a lot.

Standing in the sky, Ye Chen said indifferently: "You are only a seventh-rank Martial Sect, and you dare to act presumptuously in front of me."

Ye Chen raised his head slightly, and endless power surged from the same life lock to envelop his whole body, and the silver cold death power engulfed his whole body, dispelling the power of frost and making his blood boil again.

"Death!" Xiong Dun's iron rod slammed down fiercely, and the whole stick was filled with cold air, turning into a huge stick that reached the sky. With a strong cold.

The power of this blow is astounding.

This is the power of martial arts, martial arts at the Zong level.

"Boom!" A huge force exploded between the sky and the earth, and the giant white stick slammed fiercely on Yechen's silver spear. A strong energy spread out from Yechen as the center, forming a strong shock wave towards Yechen. spread far away.

Below the huge long stick, Yechen stood in the sky, holding a silver gun to block the giant stick below. The silver gun continued to emit dazzling silver light. Is your strength? Too weak."

"What?" Looking at the intact Ye Chen, feeling the shock force from the stick, Xiong Dun's eyes were full of shock.

The opponent's strength was so strong that it blocked one of his own martial arts. With such strength, he already had the power to crush him.

How could it be so powerful.

"Quick, kill them!" Xiong Dun roared at the subordinates who flew over, the source of Yechen's power came from the dragon blood warriors behind him, as long as they were killed, Yechen's power would be cut off at all.

Yechen sneered and said, "Since you know it's Tongmingsuo, why did you send them to die?"

As Ye Chen's voice fell, Meng Xinqi flew out with Song Jia and Huang Xinrou on the Feiyun Treasure Ship, and faced the crowd of masters flying over. Among the crowd of masters, there were human races and bear-human races.

Xiong Dun grinned grinningly and said: "I know they are going to die, but so what, in order to resist this group of people under me, they will divide your strength away, are you still my opponent? Go to die .”

(End of this chapter)