The five killers were swept out, Meng Xinqi and the little fat man flew forward, and a magic weapon rope flew out of each person's hand, entangling the five people.

"Beware of them killing themselves!" Yechen shouted.

When Meng Xinqi and the little fat man heard this, they hurriedly blasted their fists into the mouths of the killers beside them. The killer who was hit by the fists of the two people, his mouth was broken, two rows of teeth were blown away, and the poison sac they put in his mouth flew out with the teeth, but the other three were too late, they bit the poison sac in their mouth, and the poison sac instantly killed the three of them.

In the middle of the battlefield, Yechen's spear swung out again, easily shattering the five flying ghosts, the ghosts were not good at defending in the first place, and their ghosts were obviously inferior to their masters, and they could not block Yechen's attacks at all.

The five ghosts turned into a little bit of soul fire fluttering and splashing in the sky, Yechen took out an emerald green metal bottle, and blessed the metal bottle with the power of operation, and the next moment, the metal bottle generated a huge suction, sucking the messy soul fire into the bottle.

This is Yechen's newly obtained royal magic weapon, which has magical storage power, even more magical than the storage ring, which can absorb water and flame into the bottle, but the amount absorbed is limited and cannot be absorbed on too large a scale.

After absorbing the soul fire of these five ghosts, Yechen put away the emerald green bottle, and then lifted the frightened Zhang Tao, and said to Meng Xinqi and the little fat man: "Let's go, go back first." ”

The three of them took their captives, flew back to their treasure ship, and dropped them on deck.

Yechen said to the previous middle-aged Martial Emperor: "Say, who are you?"

The middle-aged Martial Emperor sneered and said, "Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, that's all." ”

"Oh!" said Yechen, "kill him." ”

"Yechen, you!" said the middle-aged Martial Emperor master angrily, he didn't expect that Yechen would be so simply killed.

Chang Baihui appeared silently behind the middle-aged Martial Emperor master, and then put the dagger on his throat and pulled it fiercely, and a Martial Emperor master who could enjoy the treatment of a superior person died.

Chang Baihui stepped forward, put away the corpse's storage ring, and then took out a small porcelain bottle to collect his blood.

The rest of the people shuddered, not counting death, even the blood was used as the opponent's trophy, and the ending was too miserable.

Then, a sneer appeared on the corner of Yechen's mouth, his gaze swept over the remaining nine people, and he said lightly: "Kill them all." ”

"Yechen, we're just taking advantage of people. Among the rest, one said loudly.

"Oh, who called you here?" said Yechen lightly.

"We don't know, we really don't know, it's just that a person named Pu Ye came to us, as long as we get it done, give each of us a royal magic weapon. The man who spoke said loudly.

Yechen sneered, and it was a pseudonym when he heard it.

"It's useless, kill. Yechen said lightly.

"I've said it all. The man opened his mouth and said loudly, completely lacking his demeanor as a martial emperor master, like a down-and-out villain.

Chang Baihui stepped forward, the dagger grazed his neck, this martial emperor master was very unwilling to have his throat cut, and then lay on the ground and convulsed, and then Chang Baihui followed the previous action, collecting wealth and blood.

Yechen looked at the rest of the people and said lightly: "What about you, what valuable information can be exchanged for your life, if not, then go on the road with peace of mind." ”

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, they are indeed just for the benefit, but what they didn't expect was that Yechen's strength was so strong, and the people who bought them underestimated Yechen's strength far away.

"No? Yechen waved his hand.

"No, we were wrong!" said one of the masters.

However, Yechen had turned to leave, and they were greeted by Chang Baihui's sharp dagger.

The wails behind Yechen kept remembering, but Yechen set his eyes on the two surviving killers, they were bound by magic weapon ropes, unable to move, even if all their teeth fell out, they were looking at Yechen with cold and sarcastic eyes at this moment, as if to say, we are not even afraid of death, what are we afraid of?

Yechen didn't talk to them either, and used his strength to shoot at the bodies of the two of them continuously.

Eighteen Palms of Purgatory.

"Uh-huh!" The two of them first let out a muffled snort, the pain of the eighteen palms of purgatory is gradual, and in the end it will make people want to survive and not die, Yechen really wants to see if this kind of carefully cultivated killer can withstand the torture of the eighteen palms of purgatory.

On the deck of the Feiyun Treasure ship, there was also a frightened Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao came over, just to teach Yechen a lesson, it would be better if he could be disabled, but when Meng Xinqi appeared, he really didn't dare to kill Meng Xinqi, and these people even killed themselves, completely breaking his worldview, making him think back, and he still couldn't help but tremble.

Almost, died.

When Yechen just wanted to ask Zhang Tao, a voice suddenly came from the sky in the distance: "I didn't expect that even such a lineup would not be able to kill you." ”

In the distant sky, an old man walked slowly, the old man paced in the sky, his hands behind his back, seemingly slow, but every step out, it was an extremely long distance.

This is a white-haired old man, wearing a black robe, with a faint confident smile on his face, as if he doesn't take Yechen and the others in his eyes at all.

This black robe turned out to be the standard black robe of the Soul Refining Sect.

The Soul Refining Sect also participated, which echoed Yechen's expectations, this kind of retribution to stop and not ambush oneself, then it is called abnormal.

The old man walked slowly, as if he had everything in his hands, and was not in a hurry to make a move.

As he walked, he said lightly: "Yechen, since you have met the old man, you don't have to think about any conspiracies, in the face of absolute power, any conspiracy is a floating cloud, you tie yourself up and let the old man take it away, so that you can suffer less pain." ”

The old man's tone was so natural, like an order, as if Yechen didn't do that, he would have to bear huge consequences.

Yechen sneered and said: "It's the rat generation who hides his head and tail, thinking that if he shows his face, he can walk in the sun, and you Soul Refining Sect has died a martial saint, and you don't know how distressed?"

The old man looked away and sighed: "It's really stubborn, do you have to let the old man take action? Nowadays, young people, sometimes they are too arrogant and ignorant of current affairs, just that, since you refuse to be arrested, the old man can only take action, and I will let you know the price of disobeying the old man." ”

(End of chapter)