Chapter 281: The more you live, the more you go back

Yechen walked among the crowd of the Dead Empire, and someone gave their leader a look and asked if they should kill Yechen while they surrounded him.

The man in the lead shook his head, dismissing all the others from action.

Walking through the crowd, Yechen walked through the fifteen steps, and in front of him, there were already geniuses from all countries.

Yechen knew that the next battle was the most intense, and the people above also discovered Yechen's arrival.

"Kill!" The people of the Excalibur Empire were the first to attack, and three long swords stabbed from three different directions, and the sharp sword light enveloped the night in an instant.

"Go back, this is not for you to come here. One of the sword-wielding men advised Yechen.

"Oh!" Yechen was a little surprised, looked at the handsome young man who was blocking him, and said lightly, "For the sake of your sword without killing intent, I will spare you and not die." Yechen's sword slashed out, but it stuck to the opponent's sword and pulled it back, easily making this person lose his center of gravity, and Yechen slapped it out with a palm, slapping him down the ladder.

At the same time, Yechen's body writhed on the ladder, avoiding the attack of the two long swords, and the faces of the two people holding the sword showed a trace of horror, they claimed to be the top geniuses of the Divine Sword Empire, but they didn't expect that the three of them joined forces and were instantly broken by the other party.

"Go down too. Yechen's long sword swept out, easily avoiding the two of them, and then struck the back of the sword on the waist of the two, sweeping the two of them down the ladder fiercely.

"What a powerful boy, come and try this sword of mine, the flames are burning in the sky. "A man in his thirties from the Flame Empire, his long sword was slashed, and a ball of flame rolled like a wave.

When the long sword stabbed, Yechen's sword was like a blast wind, instantly stabbing out five swords, and when the fifth sword fell, the flames on the opponent's long sword had dissipated, which showed that the power on the opponent's long sword was broken by Yechen.

"Go down too. Yechen stepped forward, grabbed the other party's chest, and threw it out. Fortunately, he was not injured, so that even if he rolled down, he would not fall to his death.

After Meng Xinqi saw Yechen, she shouted loudly: "Hey, join me, when you get the treasure, I will give you a great reward." ”

Yechen shook his head, how could the reward taken out by Meng Xinqi be compared to the treasures above.

"Hmph, you don't know each other. Meng Xinqi said viciously.

Yechen ignored it and walked straight forward.

The two forces that were originally fighting suddenly stopped their movements and came towards Yechen.

"Lan Wen, up. "At this time, Yechen doesn't retain his strength anymore.

"Roar!" Lan Wen let out a hoarse roar like a beast, and then took Xia Zhixin's used sword and rushed into the crowd, Yechen followed behind.

Yechen found that after reaching the three hundred and fifty steps of the ladder, the resistance of the ladder increased greatly, and the warriors standing here had to allocate at least half of their strength to resist, just like in the turbulent river on the water, it was not difficult to stand firm, let alone fight again.

After discovering this, Yechen was more relaxed, for them, they couldn't better control the power, but for Yechen, these were not problems, and the strong resistance of the ladder became his help.

By Yechen's side, there were constantly bodies rolling down the ladder, and Yechen and Lan Wen were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, even the top geniuses of these major empires could not stop Yechen and Lan Wen from joining forces.

Lan Wen has strange powers, blocking all frontal attacks for Yechen, and Yechen can attack opponents with confidence, with Yechen's combat experience, these young people can't avoid his attacks at all.

The people below were horrified to see that the geniuses on the top layer were not blocking Yechen's footsteps, but they were defeated faster.

For a while, Wang Ziyu, Meng Xinqi, and Jian Wushuang seemed to have been ignored, and there was only one person left in people's eyes, and that was Yechen.

"Strong, so strong. "In people's minds, there is only one voice left at this moment, and the people who were still suspicious of Yechen before have been impressed by Yechen's strength at this moment.

"The Empire of Death, how come there is such a peerless demon. Someone exclaimed.

"A Meng Xinqi, plus this person, is it true that the treasure will be taken away by the Empire of Death?"

Beside Ao Changkong, someone said in a deep voice: "Boss, shall we make a move?"

"Hehe, why are you making a move, don't you see that we are lagging behind now?" Ao Changkong, who was dressed in white, said with a smile, "Let Jian Wushuang and them have a headache, come on, Zhan Hui, we will continue to fight for three hundred rounds." ”

"Fight, fight, who is afraid of you. The descendant of the War Emperor shouted in a deep voice.

Yechen continued to step forward, and the people who stood in front of him were either slapped away by Yechen or kicked down the ladder by him.

"Stop him. Jian Wushuang glanced at the people below.

"You deal with him. Wang Ziyu also spoke out at this moment and ordered to block Yechen.

"Lan Wen. Yechen shouted.

Lan Wen pounced fiercely, her arms had a strange force of several thousand catties, and at this moment, everyone used most of their strength to maintain walking on the ladder, and it was difficult to stop Lan Wen's strange power.

The person who approached Lan Wen first was grabbed by Lan Wen's arm and fell down hard.

"Ahh

Everyone was shocked, and they had a clearer understanding of Lan Wen's strength.

Jian Wushuang said: "Don't entangle with the zombies, and divide part of your strength to block that kid." ”

More than a dozen people rushed towards Yechen.

Yechen sneered, and suddenly walked through the crowd with ghostly steps under his feet, his hands kept clapping, and he didn't throw people down, he directly slapped everyone to the ground, and then shuttled through the crowd, and soon came to a position equal to Jian Wushuang and them.

Immediately, Yechen said lightly: "The entire ladder is so long, why do you have to fight to the death, it is better for each to exert his strength, whoever goes up first will get the treasure, how good." ”

Meng Xinqi snorted: "Only the strongest people can obtain treasures, and they can only run fast." ”

Jian Wushuang said proudly: "My sword will only kill the enemy, not use it to escape." ”

Wang Ziyu looked at Yechen with a cold and arrogant face, and the meaning in his eyes was also obvious, it was necessary to rely on strength to go up, not on who could run fast.

"It's funny. How do these people train their apprentices? It's really going back the more I live. Yechen snorted dissatisfiedly, thinking that when he fought against the alien race, where were there so many rules, as long as he could kill people, not to mention despicable methods such as knocking out a stuffy stick and poisoning them, no matter how insidious and shameless the methods were, they had also used them, but they didn't expect that these people were now high up and began to pretend to be gentlemen.