Yechen didn't make a move, standing at the bow of the ship and looking at the leader of the lion-man clan on the other side.

The aliens were scattered around the treasure ship, and they had no intention of joining forces at all, perhaps in their opinion, taking down a few Terran sons was just a very easy action.

The earth monkey and Lan Wen slaughtered into the alien crowd, causing great killing in an instant. Yechen saw that Meng Xinqi and Wang Ziyu both had the combat power of the early stage of the emperor, and it was Wang Ziyu who surprised Yechen, who originally thought that she had not improved in the past three days, but she didn't expect to improve a small realm, it seems that these sons of heaven are proud of each other, and they always carry treasures that can improve their strength.

Their magic weapon configuration is even more luxurious, and the treasure in each person's hand is the most suitable for them, and the magic weapon is a combination of royal-level and king-level magic weapons.

Originally, there were too many alien races, even in the late imperial stage, it was enough to be killed by them.

But the addition of Lan Wen and Earth Monkey forcibly shredded their lineup, and these alien races didn't have a joint idea at the beginning, and they were instantly scattered by Yechen's zombies, and it was impossible to re-form a battle phalanx.

For a while, the killing cry shook the sky, and many alien bloodies fell from the sky.

The alien race that reacted hurriedly exerted all their strength to resist the attack of Meng Xinqi and others.

In the distance, the Martial Emperor Lion Clan finally reacted and exclaimed at Yechen, "You, you are Yechen!"

"It's down there. Yechen said lightly, "Are you ready to die?"

Having said that, but Yechen is always on the defensive side of the other party's terrifying means, the tiger people have mastered unknown terrifying methods, and this master of the lion people clan may also have it.

Yechen secretly cheered up the spirit of twelve.

"Yechen, he's Yechen!" Countless aliens exclaimed, and then they were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, which greatly increased the pressure on Meng Xinqi and the others.

Even if there is the power of the Martial Emperor, the number of the other party is too large, so that everyone is encircled, and it becomes more difficult to kill the other party.

The lion-man turned around and shouted into the cabin, "Spread the word that Yechen is here." ”

"Yes!" came a soft, feeble, respectful voice through the window, not like the rough voices of the lion people and tiger people.

"Terran spies?" said Yechen with a gloomy face.

"Hahaha, yes, your Terran's Martial God Space is really easy to use, and it can transmit news from a distance of tens of thousands of miles. The Lion Clan Martial Emperor laughed and said, "Yechen, even if you can escape from my hands, you won't be able to escape the endless pursuit of aliens, hahaha." ”

Yechen said coldly: "Then I want to see how many of your clansmen can be killed by me." ”

Yechen's body suddenly rushed into the sky, his right hand grasped weakly, and the silver light appeared, condensing into a silver silver spear, and smashing into the crowd.

The current Yechen has the power of the Martial Empress Period, but his skills and combat experience are far from being comparable to the Martial Empress Period, and now if there is a Martial Empress Clan's Barbarian Bull Clan standing in front of him, Yechen can be killed in five seconds.

Even if it is the combination of Earth Monkey and Lan Wen, it will not last up to the five moves of Yechen.

Above Yechen's head, an alien said loudly: "Kill Yechen, receive a heavy reward!"

"Brothers, kill him, a whole set of supreme magic weapon rewards. The lion clan and the tiger clan screamed, but took the initiative to meet Yechen, and for a while, dozens of figures appeared in front of Yechen.

Four aliens stood in the way, two of them were lion-people and two tiger-people, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other.

Yechen's silver spear swept out with a fierce blow, and the four powerful aliens were swept away, smashing into their companion's body like cannonballs, and then smashing his companion into the air.

Yechen's body shot into the alien crowd, and the silver spear smashed down hard, and one alien resisted with a knife, but was smashed on the back of the knife by Yechen's silver spear, and the other party was smashed on the forehead by the back of his own knife, and then his head was smashed to pieces.

Then Yechen's spear stabbed forward, and the four closest aliens were stabbed through the throat by Yechen, and then fell from the sky and landed on Yechen's ship of Feiyunbao.

Yechen continued to kill as if he was desperate, and his eyes revealed a fierce light.

The silver spear in Yechen's hand continued to stab at the killing aliens, and there was no one in his hand, even if they joined forces, they couldn't resist Yechen's fierce silver spear.

"Kill!" the eight aliens gave up their attacks completely, and fiercely faced Yechen with their shields in hand.

Then Yechen found that not only was there an alien race in front of him, but there were eight aliens with shields flying in his six positions, trying to compress Yechen's space and firmly press Yechen in the shield, if they succeeded, Yechen would become a turtle in an urn.

These aliens finally found a chance to join forces, and a total of forty-eight alien members appeared by Yechen's side for the first time.

"Ridiculous!" Yechen sneered, if he had just entered the Star Sea Battlefield, in the face of so many martial kings, Yechen would still be afraid, but now....

Yechen killed forward, and the silver spear exploded with silver light, condensing into a silver dragon, stabbing forward fiercely.

"Boom!" The silver dragon slammed into the eight shields, like a high-speed train crashing into a boulder, making a violent sound, and the aliens behind the shields were shocked by the huge force, and everyone spat out a mouthful of blood in the sky.

Seeing this scene, the emperor-level lion clan below was shocked, and the terrifying power of Yechen was beyond his imagination.

"I'll resist him, and you go on. The Martial Emperor Lion Clan shouted loudly, and the body flew away from the Fu Boat, trying to resist the gap that Yechen had just created, and continued to press Yechen into their shield.

On Yechen's side, except for the eight shields in front of him that were broken, the rest of the shields continued to step forward. And Yechen saw more and more aliens flying towards Yechen, they gave up the means of attack, and at the same time took out their shields, and they left, which greatly reduced the pressure on Meng Xinqi and others, and increased the pressure on their companions.

Yechen looked at the alien race that kept flying around him, and smiled coldly: "It's ridiculous to be overwhelmed. ”

If a phalanx is formed at the first time, the power exerted by more than two hundred martial kings may make Yechen jealous, but now, Yechen will not form a formation for them at all.

Yechen turned, holding dazzling silver spears in both hands, and swept forward fiercely.

"Boom!" There was another loud bang in the sky, and the sixteen aliens holding shields on the left and right were swept away by Yechen's silver spears, and the sixteen aliens flipped on their backs and flew upside down in the sky, suffering heavy losses.

"Hahaha, come on, see how many lives you have to fill!" Yechen laughed with a gun, his eyes were full of domineering momentum that looked at the world, his body flew up, and the silver spear smashed hard above his head.

"Brothers, hold on, use all your might!" the alien roared loudly.

"Roar, roar!" the aliens roared wildly with red eyes, pouring all their power into their shields.

Then, an even greater force slammed into their shields, their hands broken, their jaws cracked, their bodies knocked flying, and gulps of blood spat out, and although they fought fiercely, they were no match for the great power of Yechen.

(End of chapter)