"That's great!" The Japanese smiled and pointed to the hatch: "Yoshida-kun is waiting for you above, and Miss Shishi is also there, good luck!" With that, the Japanese stepped aside.

Ye Qin glanced at several black-clothed ninjas and a dry crew member on the deck, sneered and slowly walked towards the hatch, inside was a staircase straight to Xiangshang, there was a sturdy foreigner sitting on the platform above the stairs, the foreigner with cold eyes, seeing him come in, the foreigner spit out the cigar in his mouth, shook the shining steel fist in his hand, and looked at Ye Qin with a cruel smile, "Thirteen, I have been waiting for you for a long time, you have finally arrived, today we will compete here to see who is the real king of killers." ”

"Executioner!" Ye Qin snorted coldly.

Executioner, Shijie's top three killers, some people say that he ranks first, he is a so-called supernatural person, no one has ever seen his true face, he shoots ruthlessly, kills like hemp, claims to be an executioner, the fist gloves on his hands are a high-pressure device, which can instantly produce a high pressure of 200,000 volts, and the shoes on his feet are also the products of American technology, once launched, they can imprison the space around the attacked, make people slow down, and let them be slaughtered, plus his already amazing skills, invincible in the killer world, Never met an opponent.

"From today onwards, Admiral Shijie will not have thirteen!" The executioner walked forward slowly, and a chilling majestic killing intent came out of thin air.

"You're going to regret coming here!" Ye Qin's footsteps did not stop at all, and walked directly towards him.

"Die!" The executioner's left foot swept out suddenly, and a huge spatial pressure pressed towards Ye Qin from all sides, just to the deep water, and there was a feeling of strong water pressure all around, which restrained people's movements, and if they were ordinary people, they would be kicked to death if they had no power to resist at all.

But for Ye Qin, although this pressure is there, it is not obvious, and his liliang is enough to break through this confinement. Although his speed was slower than usual, it was almost negligible in front of his low-level opponents, and he also swept out with one kick, his feet facing each other, and the executioner flew upside down in the air, slamming into the bulkhead with a thud.

"I underestimated you!" The executioner wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up, let out a roar, stepped forward with his left foot, and the fist glove on his hand shone with lightning, blessed by the pressure of space. The pressing arc rushed towards Ye Qin.

"Whew!" Ye Qin also punched out and shook the opponent hard, he was not even afraid of the thunder talisman, how could he be afraid of this artificial high pressure, how could this high pressure be compared to lightning?

The two fists were opposed, the Vajra refining body technique was running, the electric light on the body was shining, and all of them were dissolved by the strong flesh ~ body, and at the same time, the sound of bones breaking sounded. Ye Qin's fist pierced his chest directly, and the electric light condensed in his hand scorched his body black.

Reaching out and pushing it gently, the executioner's corpse fell down the stairs.

Ye Qin walked straight to the second floor without looking back, and at the staircase on the second floor stood a man with a height of two meters. A monster covered in black hair and a wolf-headed human body. The werewolf's eyes shimmered with a turquoise glow, his mouth spitted with a fishy breath, and the nails of his long-haired hands shimmered coldly. Standing there like an iron tower, a primitive fierce aura came to my face.

Seeing Ye Qin coming, the werewolf's eyes soared. Suddenly, he let out a terrible wolf howl, swung his big fist like a hammer, and pounced on Ye Qin like a small mountain in the air.

Ye Qin snorted coldly, Zhenyuan poured an iron fist, and rose up to meet it.

The two fists collided with a loud drum bang, and the bulkheads echoed and buzzed. The werewolf took a few steps back, blood dripping from his fists. Ye Qin's current flesh~ body is comparable to iron, and when he saw that the werewolf's fist could block his own blow, he couldn't help but sigh at the strength of his body.

The werewolf's blood stimulated the primordial wildness in his body, and he roared in the sky, and the sound was as loud as thunder rolling through the sky. His body rattled, and his two-meter-tall strong body swelled to a foot tall again, two dagger-like fangs sticking out of his mouth, and the claws on his limbs extended to a full half foot long, shining like daggers.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong!" It seemed that a hill was moving, and the werewolf approached Ye Qin step by step, and the cold light of his claws flashed and grabbed Ye Qin head-on, and the powerful momentum was that a solid stone would instantly turn into powder if it received a blow.

Ye Qin puffed up his true yuan, and his bones made a loud noise, and his fist turned into the size of a human head, bringing up a cloud of majestic qi and blasting towards the werewolf's claws.

"Boom!" Bursting with energy, the werewolf was bombarded back again, "Whew! The werewolf erupted wildly, opened its mouth and roared, Ye Qin didn't wait for it to pounce, lightning flashed, and a punch slammed up continuously, and the werewolf's huge body was beaten back again and again, losing its foundation, and the door was opened in the middle.

Without waiting for him to recover, Ye Qin spun up, his two legs clamped the werewolf's neck like iron tongs, and twisted it hard, with a loud gaba sound, the werewolf's neck was strangled, and his huge body collapsed like a mountain and fell to the ground.

Ye Qin's feet slammed down, fluttered to the ground, didn't look at him again, and walked straight to the third floor, there was a loud bang behind him, shaking the bulkhead trembling, Ye Qin knew that the opponent's strength would increase several times every time he passed the level, and he didn't know what powerful opponents were waiting for him in the third level.

Turning the bulkhead, a pale foreign man with a black cloak, long flowing hair, and a cold aura that froze people's souls was standing on the third floor deck.

"Duke Yuris, he is the one who snatched our spear of Traguette." The man standing behind him bowed and said.

Ye Qin saw that this person was none other than the Viscount Gerald of the Blood Clan who had escaped when he got the storage ring that day, and heard him call another Blood Clan the Grand Duke, obviously the other party had come to reinforcements.

The rank of the blood clan is generally divided into barons, viscounts, earls, marquises, dukes and princes according to their strength from low to high, the duke is already a rare master in the family, and some dukes often have strength close to the prince.

In the era of the end of the law, it was difficult for cultivators to break off the cultivation lineage, and these vampires who lived underground relied on absorbing the essence of blood to continue the inheritance, and they still had terrifying strength.

"Very good, the blood is very pure, I haven't seen such vigorous blood for thousands of years!" Grand Duke Yuris's Yin Owl's eyes shone with excitement, as if a hound had taken a delicious prey, stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his scarlet lips, and two sharp teeth were faintly visible.

Grand Duke Yuris stopped straight at the top of the stairs, Xiangxia looked down at Ye Qin, and said in the tone of the Huaxia people: "Hand over the war spear of our blood clan, and then offer your purest blood, I will consider giving you a whole corpse." ”

"A vampire is not ashamed to speak out!" Ye Qin stepped forward and punched out at the same time. (To be continued......)