The small formation of more than ten people collided with Meng Xinqi and the two.

Meng Xinqi held a spear in his hand and burst out with an extremely fierce attack, the little fat man was wearing earth armor and holding a ghost head knife in his hand, and the power of the earth plus the body after the dragon blood was tempered, so that each of his knives carried huge power.

Yechen stood at the bow of the boat and watched silently, and Song Jia and Song Yue stood by Yechen's side.

"That idiot. Yechen shook his head and said, a little pity for Zhang Tao's IQ, this kind of fool is obviously sold and is still counting money.

Zhang Tao watched nervously from a distance, for fear that Meng Xinqi would have an accident, and he was afraid that there would be an irreparable situation, after all, he was just a gentleman, and he had never seen such a big scene.

The middle-aged man of the Martial Emperor was holding a long sword, slashing at Meng Xinqi with a cruel smile, his eyes were full of cold killing intent, and he shot mercilessly.

"Kill!" the long sword slashed down, trying to split Meng Xinqi in half.

"Even you people dare to do it with me. Meng Xinqi smiled contemptuously, and the black spear in his hand stabbed out like lightning, swinging away the Martial Emperor's middle-aged man's long sword, and then pierced into the middle-aged collarbone like a spiritual snake, piercing his treasure clothes and shoulders together.

"Uh-huh!" The middle-aged man of the Martial Emperor let out a muffled snort, and Meng Xinqi smiled coldly, "Even you, dare to kill me?"

"Why are you so strong?" the middle-aged man of the Martial Emperor let out an incredible voice.

"We'll talk slowly!" Meng Xinqi sneered, the spear retracted, and then stabbed out.

The middle-aged man of the Martial Emperor held a long sword, endured the sharp pain from his left shoulder, gritted his teeth and slashed at Meng Xinqi.

Meng Xinqi sneered, and the black spear stabbed out again, piercing the arm of his right hand, causing the middle-aged man of the Martial Emperor to let out a muffled snort again. Meng Xinqi took a step forward, grabbed the placket of the middle-aged man of the Martial Emperor with his right hand, and his power suddenly burst out, shaking it fiercely, throwing the middle-aged man of the Martial Emperor in the direction where Yechen was.

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 slashes out, all of them are scattered, and he looks extremely domineering.

The team of ten people couldn't stop Meng Xinqi and Little Fat Man from joining forces.

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

On the other side, Song Jia made a move, picked up the people who threw them over one by one, and then still on the Flying Yunbao ship.

Yechen's figure suddenly shot out, shooting in the direction of Zhang Tao.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Tao was shocked and shouted.

Yechen said lightly: "What a fool, look at your back." ”

Zhang Tao turned around, but saw a person in the distance pulling out a treasure bow, the treasure bow was facing Zhang Tao's room, and the strong aura exuded from the treasure bow made Zhang Tao almost pee his pants.

The feeling of death invaded Zhang Tao's nerves, and 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 breaking the air, it arrived in front of Zhang Tao in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Tao was already stunned, his lower body was wet for a while, his mouth was wide open, and he could only watch with his eyes open and the bow and arrow shooting at him with a look of fear.

Yechen kicked Zhang Tao's buttocks, kicked him out ten meters away, and fell into a dog eating shit.

"Chirp!"

The bow and arrow shot from an area ten meters away from Zhang Tao, and the violent force caused the entire area to tear, and the clothes on Zhang Tao's back were torn by the energy airflow, revealing a bloody back, and Zhang Tao let out a muffled snort in pain.

Zhang Tao turned around and saw that on his Feiyunbao boat, suddenly five black-clothed people with white masks flew out, and these five black-clothed people appeared silently, holding narrow thin swords, and dazzling silver light bloomed on the long sword.

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

These five people put all their strength into this sword, with the momentum of becoming benevolent if they don't succeed, although it is only the cultivation of the Martial Emperor, the more the power that erupts at this moment exceeds the realm they should have.

Gather strength in one point and explode with all your might.

"Killer!" Yechen shouted in a low voice, grabbing the void in his right hand, and the silver spear took shape in his hand.

Zhang Tao was already stunned, he never thought that things would develop to such a point that even the killer appeared, not only to kill Yechen, but also to kill himself.

When the five killers were dealing with Yechen, one of the killers appeared silently behind Zhang Tao, and the dagger in his hand appeared silently and placed on Zhang Tao's throat.

And this killer did exactly that, when Zhang Tao lowered his hair and had a dagger, the cold feeling instantly spread all over his body, it was too late to resist, the whole person stood upside down, and the fear was extreme.

At the same time, behind the killer, a silent figure also appeared, in a more secret way, put a dagger on the killer's throat, and before the killer killed Zhang Tao, the dagger took the lead and pulled it fiercely.

The killer didn't snort, and then fell, blood spurting out of the killer's throat and drenching Zhang Tao's face.

The person who killed him was Chang Baihui.

"Ahh

On the other side, Yechen faced the lightning swords of the five killers, and the long swords locked onto Yechen's vital point.

Yechen struck faster, and the silver spear seemed to turn into a dragon in an instant, hovering around Yechen, colliding with the five thin long swords that stabbed at him, making a "clanging" sound.

The killers were stunned, they were originally known for being fast, known as fast as lightning, and they would kill with one blow, but at this moment, the speed displayed by Yechen was far beyond them, and in terms of strength, they could not be compared, and the martial arts they were proud of could not have an advantage in front of Yechen at all.

Behind the five people, a ghost suddenly appeared, and then they opened their teeth and claws, and pounced fiercely towards Yechen.

At the same time, the five of them were rapidly retreating, and as a killer, they couldn't hit a single blow and fled thousands of miles away.

And the natal ghosts they released would be good if they could kill Yechen, and if they couldn't, they would be a tool to cover their escape.

For killers, there are no human feelings anymore, they only exist to kill, so even if it is the natal ghost of a loved one, they can be sacrificed at any time.

The killer is retreating quickly, retreating silently.

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

"Uh-huh!" The five of them retreated quickly, and Yechen's silver spear was even faster, and they swept the five out of the air in an instant, suffering heavy losses.

(End of chapter)