Lu Song and Xiong Junpeng both squeezed out a flattering smile and sat in front of Yechen like two pugs, if it weren't for the lack of tails, Yechen believed that they were already wagging.

For this kind of undisciplined person, Yechen believes that as long as his side releases them, they will turn around and sell themselves, and when the time comes, they will be greeted by a steady stream of Flame Empire armies.

"Night, Nightchilde. Lu Song called softly.

Yechen said lightly: "Little fat man, don't let anyone go, kill!"

"W-what?" the eyes widened.

"Okay!" the little fat man replied loudly, his right foot stomped on the ground fiercely, and stone thorns suddenly appeared in the crowd, turning the warriors of the two sects on their backs, and more than half of the people were pierced through the body by the stone thorns, turning into corpses and hanging on the stone thorns.

Xiong Junpeng and Lu Song reacted faster and their strength was stronger, so they took the opportunity to avoid it.

The two stood in the air together, and Lu Song begged for mercy at Yechen: "Yegongzi, this is all a misunderstanding." ”

The Death Knight stepped into the air, spear in his hand stabbing at the two men in the air.

Xiong Junpeng shouted: "Don't beg for mercy, kill it, this little beast is clearly going to kill us." ”

Lu Song gritted his teeth and cursed at Yechen: "Little beast, you are so ruthless. ”

"Am I ruthless?" Yechen sneered, if they didn't have to kill themselves, they wouldn't have the end they have now, and now they are in a weak position, and they even scolded themselves for being ruthless?

Compared to them, Yechen felt that he was too much merciful.

Seeing the death knight's spear stabbing at him, Xiong Junpeng and Lu Song's bodies erupted with flames at the same time, and the long sword in his hand turned to the death knight's spear at the same time.

Lu Song shouted, "Flame Sword Technique." ”

Xiong Junpeng shouted: "Tengyang Flame." ”

The two of them used two martial arts, and the power they played made the survivors below feel terrified from the soul, and the strength of the Martial King made many people feel hope.

On the spear of the death knight, a black fiery snake rolled up, and then as the spear stabbed out, the fiery serpent swept out like a long whip.

Martial arts, Purgatory Fire Dance.

The black fire snake collided with the two long swords, and the survivors of the two sects were shocked to see that the extremely powerful martial king in their eyes could not accept the death knight's move, and their bodies were swept by the black fire snake, like two flies, and they were slapped on the earth fiercely.

"Elder Lu!"

"Elder Xiong!"

The survivors let out a burst of frightened cries.

Not far away, the little fat man held his hands up, and between his hands glowed with an earthy yellow light, and then threw it out towards the survivors.

The survivors felt as if the end had come, and the fear of death was born in the depths of their souls.

"No!" countless people exclaimed, and then they were smashed by the power of the little fat man, and countless people were crushed into minced meat by the yellowless power.

Martial Arts: Falling Rocks.

Pang Yuhai looked at all this blankly, and now, except for King Wu, he was the only survivor, watching the two sects being slaughtered, Pang Yuhai's eyes were full of horror, and he muttered in his mouth: "How could it be, how could this be, that damn boy, how could he do this." ”

The Death Knight fell from the sky, and the spear in his hand swept fiercely towards the two Warrior Kings who had landed.

The two Martial Kings held their swords in both hands and blocked the fall of the spears, but as a result, the spears pressed against their swords and slapped their chests, and the two Martial Kings spurted out large mouthfuls of blood at the same time, and the talisman mana collapsed, and the entire chest collapsed.

The death knight who can compete with the emperor is not at all something that two ordinary martial kings can compete with. The emperor not only cultivated high-level exercises and martial arts, but also had a perverted talent, and even had a magic weapon to protect himself. Compared with them, the two martial kings in front of them are scum-like existences.

After this heavy blow, the two were seriously injured, and even if they forcibly raised their strength, it was less than 20% of what they were at their peak.

The Death Knight raised his spear again, and black flames continued to roll up on the spear, and the eyes of the two showed a thick horror, and they exclaimed at the same time: "No!"

The spear fell fiercely, and this time, there was the terrible cry of the two: "Ah!"

The two invincible martial kings were smashed to death, and even their spirit-level talisman robes were smashed.

The two poor martial kings only have one weapon that they can cultivate, and the other magic weapons are only at the spirit level.

The little fat man hurriedly pounced, even if it was a spirit-level treasure, it would be greedy for the little fat man.

Yechen was quick to see the two corpses, and hurriedly grabbed the two corpses and threw them into the storage ring, as for whether there were any good things, we would talk later.

The little fat man pounced and said angrily: "I also contributed this time." ”

"That's right!" Yechen nodded, threw Lu Song's nourished king-level weapon to the little fat man, and said, "Well, the king-level magic weapon, the best one on his body belongs to you." ”

"There are many cheats for the magic weapon of the Golden Coupon Pill or something, this is the Martial King. "The little fat man is very unbalanced and authentic.

"Don't overdo it, it's almost there!" Yechen said, ignoring the little fat man's complaints, because he knew that for a money-greedy ghost like the little fat man, no amount of money would be enough for him.

"Alas!" the little fat man sighed, and then threw the king-level sword into the storage ring, and as soon as he made a move, he obtained such a good magic weapon, which was still very cost-effective, and he could only continue to love and hate Yechen, and follow Yechen, the benefits continued, but the big head was snatched away by him.

Pang Yuhai saw that Yechen actually ignored himself and walked towards the dead creatures below, which made him angry and a little happy at the same time, hoping that Yechen would forget him best.

In fact, if he didn't believe this kind of idea on weekdays, he wouldn't believe it himself, but people are like this, now Pang Yuhai is like a person who has fallen into the water, and at the moment of life and death, even a straw is used by him as a life-saving tool.

"Forget me, I'll inform the sect later, and then let the sect notify the military and bring you, the spy of the Empire of Death, to justice. Pang Yuhai said viciously in his heart.

Just when Pang Yuhai was in infinite reverie in his heart, a voice that seemed very discordant to him sounded, it was the voice of the little fat man, and the little fat man said to Yechen: "What to do with this kid." ”

Pang Yuhai's luck psychology that had just risen was shattered in an instant.

I can't wait to dismantle the little fat man in eight pieces.

In the distance, Yechen waved his hand and said lightly: "Throw it away." ”

Pang Yuhai hurriedly looked at the little fat man and said, "He said that you should let me go." ”

The little fat man smiled cruelly and said, "He said he threw it away." Then he grabbed Pang Yuhai's body and threw it at the group of dead creatures below.

Flying in the sky, Pang Yuhai's pupils were wide open, and his eyes were filled with thick fear.

(End of chapter)