Chapter 118 Servant

After soothing the qi and blood in the body and replenishing the mana consumed in the body, Ye Chen turned his eyes to the two seriously injured holy warriors, let go of the divine consciousness and swam around the two bodies. He found that although the meridians and internal organs in their bodies were damaged, they would not die. They only needed to cultivate for a period of time. After recovering his combat effectiveness, he put down his worries.

After meditating a little, Ye Chen took out two pure yang pills from the space ring and gave them one for each of them to take. After leaving a holy warrior to protect their safety, he took the other seven holy warriors and galloped in the direction of the hero and Wang Fei.

According to Ye Chen's speculation, the strong man burned the qi, blood and fighting spirit in his body, and he could not live long or run far. Therefore, when he chased him, he was not in a hurry at all. He just let go of his consciousness and tightly locked the body of the strong man to prevent him from leaving his divine consciousness.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Chen and others rushed out of the woods and entered a lush hill.

At this time, the fighting spirit in the strong man's body was exhausted, the qi and blood were dry, and he lay weakly on a smooth big stone, with more air intake and less air intake, and he looked like he was not far away.

Wang Fei, dressed in gorgeous clothes, hid behind the big stone, opened his eyes wide, and observed the surrounding environment with a frightened face.

When Ye Chen entered Wang Fei's vision with seven one-star holy warriors, Wang Fei's face changed greatly and he couldn't help exclaiming. He directly abandoned the strong man lying on the big stone and fled to the distance.

"I want to run! There is no door!"

Seeing that Wang Fei wanted to run, Ye Chen couldn't help sneering. The seed of a thorn vine appeared in his hand, and his fingers bounced slightly. The seeds of the thorn vine crossed a beautiful arc in the air, passed from the top of Wang Fei's head and fell to the grass three meters ahead of him.

"Wounding!"

With Ye Chen's gentle drink, the seeds of the thorn vine quickly sprouted and grew into a ten-long adult fist thick, covered with sharp spines.

Under Ye Chen's command, the wooden thorn vine entangled Wang Fei like lightning, making him unable to move at all. He could only struggle hard and let the sharp inverted thorns cut through his gorgeous clothes and delicate skin into his body, making it make a sad scream.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to make you a cow and a horse! Willing to be your slave! Work for you for the rest of your life!"

Wang Fei, who was wrapped in wood thorn vines and his body was full of sharp wood thorns, looked at Ye Chen who was slowly walking towards him with a frightened face and begged for mercy.

"What a waste!"

Hearing Wang Fei's begging for mercy, a trace of disdain flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. With a curse, the mana in his body ran rapidly. A fireball the size of a basketball that released a burning breath formed out of thin air and shot at Wang Fei's body with the wave of his fingers.

Obviously, Ye Chen did not intend to let Wang Fei go, but was ready to kill people and not leave him any trouble.

Bum!

With a crisp sound, a cold sword light fell from the sky and fell on a fireball the size of a basketball, directly destroying the fireball and making a violent explosion sound.

Seeing that his fireball was destroyed by a cold sword light, Ye Chen immediately knew that Wang Fei's reinforcements had arrived. He couldn't help but change his face and shouted softly. The bloodthirsty sword shot out of his mouth, with a fierce murderous intention, like red lightning, towards Wang Fei's The place of the neck was stabbed away.

Ye Chen's intention is obvious. Before the other party's reinforcements arrive, he will kill Wang Fei first!

"Bold!"

A rough and powerful voice passed through the void and sounded in Ye Chen's ear, making his head tingle, and his consciousness was chaotic. The bloodthirsty sword that stabbed Wang Fei's body lost the control of his consciousness and suspended in the air motionless.

Shaking his tingling head hard, Ye Chen was terrified. He quickly recalled the bloodthirsty sword, retreated, and gathered with seven one-star holy warriors.

Boom!

A loud noise, a cold sword light fell from the sky and fell on the place where Ye Chen had just stood. It directly bombarded a large pit several meters in the hard stone. Countless gravel splashed and shot around, running through the big trees, making countless green leaves float from countless branches. Fall down.

"It's a little difficult to wake up so quickly!"

A handsome middle-aged man in a cyan robe, wearing a delicate jade pendant at his waist and holding a long sword landed from the sky and looked at Ye Chendao not far away with a surprised face.

Wh! Wheops! Wheops!

With a sound of breaking the sky, more than ten holy warriors quickly landed from the sky and stood behind the middle-aged man with a respectful face, waiting for the order of the middle-aged man!

"Third uncle, this bastard wants to kill me. If it hadn't been for the two guards around me who vowed to protect me to the death, I would have died in his hands and must avenge me!"

Seeing the handsome middle-aged man, Wang Fei showed ecstasy on his face and quickly shouted loudly.

Hearing Wang Fei's words, the middle-aged man frowned, the long sword in his hand danced gently, and the cold sword light quickly cut down Wang Fei's body, easily smashing all the wooden thorn vines on Wang Fei's body, and restored Wang Fei to freedom.

"Uncle, this bastard is called Ye Chen. He is the lord of Qinglong City. With his strong strength and many strong men, he deliberately bullied me and wanted to kill me and rob me of the treasures! You must make the decision for me!"

Wang Fei regained his freedom, and the fighting spirit in his body ran rapidly, forcing all the sharp wooden thorns pierced into his body out of his body, quickly ran to the handsome middle-aged man, and said with a resentful face.

"Okay! Don't let the wicked complain first! Don't I know your virtue? You must have offended others before they will chase you!"

Hearing Wang Fei's words, the middle-aged man smiled and said faintly.

After saying that, the middle-aged man's face turned cold, and a strong pressure emanated from his body, crushed Ye Chen's body, and looked at Ye Chen coldly and said, "No matter what my nephew did, you are not qualified to chase my nephew! Now I will give you two choices, die or surrender to me as a slave!"

Fee the strong momentum from the middle-aged man, Ye Chen was shocked and his face changed greatly. He couldn't help exclaiming: "God's servant!"

As long as he is a stronger servant than him, he can feel such a strong momentum and such a strong pressure! The strength of the divine servant is extremely powerful. He has great power between raising his hands and feet. Once the two sides fight, he is not an opponent at all. He can only fight with the other party and improve his strength by self-harm in exchange for a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, I am Wang Hui, a strong servant, and the younger brother of Wang Zhen, a member of the Haas League. It's an honor to be my slave for your life!"

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Wang Hui said with an arrogant smile on his face.

He could feel the special power contained in Ye Chen's body and knew that he was a good talent, so he fell in love with talent and wanted to put him under his command.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Ye Chen is the lord of Qinglong City. There are many strong men under him. As long as he subdues Ye Chen, he can get a large amount of cannon fodder, which is of great help to get the greatest benefit in the Qinglong Mountain site.

Hearing Wang Hui's words and feeling the pressure of the strong released on his body, Ye Chen's head ran rapidly and thought about how to get out.

"Tell you, you can't escape in front of my eyes. It's better not to pay attention, otherwise you will die miserably! Well, give you a minute to think about it. After a minute, if you don't surrender to me and give your loyalty and soul, I will interrupt your meridians and limbs and hand you over to my nephew!"

Seeing Ye Chen's eyes turning around, Wang Hui snorted coldly.

"It's a minute. Have you thought about it?"

In the blink of an eye, a minute passed. Wang Hui picked up the long sword in his hand, and the fighting spirit in his body slowly operated. He looked at Ye Chen with an indifferent face and asked.

Once Ye Chen's answer does not satisfy him, he will kill him as soon as possible!

In his eyes, Ye Chen did not surrender to himself and could not use it for himself, so he destroyed it, making it affect his adventure!

"If you want me to surrender, that's impossible. If you have the ability, just come!"

Hearing Wang Hui's threatening words, a cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and the power in his body surged out unreservedly. The swordsmanship of the thirteen swords spread out, and the fierce sword light, with a compelling murderous intention, quickly cut down to Wang Hui's body.

"Don't drink a toast! Go to hell!"

Seeing that Ye Chen actually took the lead in attacking himself, Wang Hui's eyes flashed with an angry look on his face. The huge fighting spirit in his body poured into the sword in his hand. With the wave of his arm, it turned into a long cold sword light and cut down to Ye Chen's body.

Bum! Bang! Bang!

A crisp sound kept ringing in everyone's ears. Wang Hui waved the sword light easily defeated the sword light of the thirteen swords that killed, and with cold chill and bone-breaking murderous intent, it fell on Ye Chen's body fiercely, making Ye Chen make a sad scream, like a broken kite, falling down. He flew out, fell to the ground fiercely, and spit out a mouthful of red blood.

"Protect the young master!"

Seeing Ye Chen being shot away by Wang Hui's sword, the seven one-star holy warriors behind Ye Chen couldn't help exclaiming, quickly retreating to Ye Chen's side, protecting Ye Chen, and looking at Wang Hui not far away with a wary face.

Ye Chen, who fell to the ground, gently touched his chest with his hand and couldn't help thinking: Fortunately, there is golden soft armor and hell empty protection, otherwise, this sword will not die!

"It's not dead. There are really two brushes! I'm giving you a chance to be my slave, and from now on, I will absolutely obey my orders!"

Wang Hui saw that although Ye Chen spit out a mouthful of red blood, his face was ruddy and he did not look seriously damaged at all. He couldn't help showing surprise and looked at Ye Chen a few times.

"Protect the young master!"

As soon as Wang Hui's voice fell, before Ye Chen answered, he heard an exclamation in everyone's ears. More than 100 holy soldiers and a girl in purple and a girl in green landed from the sky and quickly protected Ye Chen, holding various weapons and looking not far away with a wary face. Wang Hui.