When the three of them sat on the bow of the boat, they also set their eyes on the white-clothed young man sitting on the edge of the cliff of the high mountain peak.

It's really that his appearance is too pretending to be B, which is easy to attract attention, and his temperament also makes people subconsciously feel that he is not an ordinary person.

Meng Xinqi whispered: "Yechen, he smiles much better than you." ”

The other party opened his mouth and said loudly: "Yechen?"

Yechen frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Waiting for me?"

The young man in white stood up from the mountain peak, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Oh, we know each other?" said Yechen.

"Hehe, you don't need to know!" the young man in white said with a smile, "You just need to know that the person who killed you is called Wen Chuan." ”

When the words fell, the air flow around Wen Chuan was agitated, and the rich power of death was surging around him.

Yechen's brows furrowed, and he said softly, "You are a small first-order martial venerable, and you dare to do it with me?"

"Hahahaha!" Wen Chuan smiled, "It's enough to kill you." ”

Wen Chuan's right foot slammed him on the mountain peak, the original whole rock was shattered into rubble, his body jumped high in the sky, and flew in the direction of Yechen, and the fist of his right hand fell hard.

"Get out of the way. This person is a little weird!" After Yechen explained, his body flew up to meet Wen Chuan, and the treasure ship behind him hurriedly flew into the distance, and now the strength of the two of them was enough to shatter everyone below.

"Boom!" Yechen's palm collided with Wen Chuan's fist, and the violent power of the two exploded at this moment.

Yechen's figure retreated sharply in the sky, and Wen Chuan's body, on the other hand, stood motionless in the void.

Wen Chuan stood in the sky and said loudly: "Hehe, the so-called first day of the Death Empire, but that's it." ”

Yechen stood in the void and said coldly, "Where did you learn this exercise?" ”

"Hehe!" Wen Chuan smiled, "It's just a dead man, how can there be so many problems." ”

Wenchuan Dao's body flew down, and his right hand slashed towards Yechen, and the silver Changhong was like a long knife across the sky, slashing at Yechen's forehead.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, then I'll force you to say it!" Yechen was still not afraid, his right hand and hands showed sword fingers, and a sword aura seemed to shatter the void, like a silver dragon raging ahead.

"Boom!" energy exploded in front of the two of them, and the furious energy overflowed.

The two stood in the void, surrounded by towering mountains, their clothes and long hair dancing against the current.

"Good martial arts!" Wen Chuan commented lightly, his tone seemed to be pointing out the country.

Yechen said lightly: "Your strength does not come from the Death Empire!"

Wen Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Nonsense, death!"

The body suddenly turned into a white shadow and stepped forward, and the palm of his right hand slashed towards Yechen.

This palm fell, like a mountain falling down, bringing great pressure to Yechen.

Yechen stepped on the silver light, avoiding Wen Chuan's blow, and the sword finger in his right hand flashed with silver light, stabbing straight at Wen Chuan's throat. One move, extremely dangerous, Yechen's fingers were like magic weapons and long swords, which made Wen Chuan's face change slightly.

"What a sharp fingering!" Wen Chuan snorted coldly, "It's a pity that he ran into me!"

"Eat me, Tongshan Seal!" Wen Chuan's right hand seal smashed down towards Yechen like a mountain.

Yechen's hand continued to stab forward, and the fingers and palms clashed at this moment, and the two sides exploded into each other again when the strength came.

"Boom!" the force exploded, and this time, both sides were retreating.

"Hehehe!" Wen Chuan stood in the air and laughed softly: "Yes, it's really good, it can even resist my strength of thirty percent, hehe! Now, I have to be serious." ”

"Suffer death. Wen Chuan's body slashed like lightning, and his hands slapped out, and thousands of silver palms suddenly appeared in the void, enveloping Yechen.

Yechen remained silent, grabbed the void in his right hand, and the magic sword appeared in his hand, and suddenly slashed forward.

A silver sword swept through the void, smashing most of Wen Chuan's palm prints, and then his body retreated sharply in the air, and between retreats, he shattered all the remaining palm prints.

Then, Yechen's body suddenly forward, and the long sword slashed out like black lightning, enveloping Wen Chuan in it.

Wen Chuan was still empty-handed, facing the stormy sword shadow of Yechen, the index fingers of both hands kept pointing out, turning into fingerprints and hitting Yechen's magic sword, shaking the ground Yechen Demon Sword constantly deviated from the direction.

These martial arts, as expected, are not the moves of the Death Empire, although there are countless kinds of martial arts of the Death Empire, but they are ever-changing, all the martial arts have a trace of Yechen's shadow, and Wen Chuan's power, whether it is exercises or martial arts, has nothing to do with Yechen, unless, he feels the amount of death himself, otherwise the difference will not be so big.

Moreover, a small Martial Venerable actually has more power than a small skeleton, which further shows that this exercise is very terrifying, and it is not a thing of the Death Empire at all, even the Heart Sutra of Death, it has never had such power.

An exercise that transcends the Heart Sutra of Death.

On Wen Chuan's fingers, silver power continued to emerge, resisting the attack of the Yechen Demon Sword, and his face showed a disdainful smile.

Suddenly, Wen Chuan's two fingers merged, and a handprint formed in an instant, and then the silver light in the palm of his hand suddenly turned into a silver dragon and crashed into Yechen.

In a hurry, Yechen blocked the magic sword in front of him, and was knocked out by the silver dragon.

Under the hard encounter, Yechen is not an opponent, after all, the opponent's strength has reached Wuzun, and Yechen's actual cultivation is just a martial sect.

"Boom!" Yechen slammed into the mountain peak, and the rock behind it was hit with dense cracks like spider webs.

"Copper Mountain Seal!" Wen Chuan's handprint slapped over from afar, and Yechen's feet stepped on the silver light, rising like lightning, and the mountain peaks under his feet were completely smashed.

Wen Chuan smiled contemptuously: "You avoided it again." This time it's up to you where you're hiding. Yechen, let me see your martial arts. Seal of Silence!"

An extremely cold and cold force revived in Wen Chuan's body, with endless desolation and death intent, as if it wanted to turn the whole world into a cold and silent world of death.

The power turned into a huge silver-black palm print pressed down from the void, covering most of the sky, and Yechen's figure looked extremely small under this handprint.

"The strong intent of death, it turns out that the power of death can still be used like this, it is really insightful. Yechen said lightly, "In that case, then you can also eat my trick." Shadow clones. ”

Yechen's figure seemed to turn into mercury, and in an instant, countless figures suddenly shot out, flying in all directions, raging the entire void.

(End of chapter)