Chapter 127 Kill Wang Hui's nephew

Half an hour later, Ye Chen came out of his hiding place and carefully walked slowly in the direction of the inheritance hall.

When Ye Chen rushed to the vicinity of the Inheritance Hall, he found Wang Fei and three high-level holy soldiers sitting casually at the door of the Inheritance Hall, quietly waiting for Wang Hui's news.

Other holy warriors have become a cold body in the war just now, lying silently in a pool of blood.

Looking at Wang Fei and three high-level holy warriors sitting at the door of the inheritance hall, Ye Chen showed a cold smile on the corners of his mouth, quietly put the sharp sword in his hand into the space ring, secretly mobilized the mana in his body, and shouted softly: "Royal swordsmanship!"

Suddenly, I only saw the bloodthirsty sword shot out of its mouth and turn into a red lightning, passing through Wang Fei's neck, so that before he could make a scream, he was sucked out of the blood soul in his body by the bloodthirsty sword and became a cold dry corpse!

"Bold rats! Looking for death!"

Seeing that Wang Fei was secretly attacked and killed, the three high-level holy soldiers sitting next to Wang Fei were f apprehendated and quickly stood up, looked at Ye Chen with a wary face, and shouted.

Hearing the scolding of the three high-level holy soldiers, Ye Chen ignored it. He just glanced at the three people casually with disdainful eyes, and roared. The mana in his body ran rapidly, and the sword of the killing thirteen swords unfolded. His body was like electricity, and the bloodthirsty sword in his hand turned into red shadows. , with a strong smell of blood and a cold intention of killing, three high-level holy warriors were enveloped in it.

Bum! Bang! Bang!

In the face of Ye Chen's fierce attack, the three high-level holy soldiers roared, and the fighting spirit in their bodies ran rapidly. The weapons in their hands quickly waved out, met the bloodthirsty sword in Ye Chen's hand, collided with the bloodthirsty sword, making a crisp sound of metal collision, stirring a large spark.

"Go to hell!"

After a short fight, Ye Chen was surprised to find that in the war just now, the three high-level holy warriors consumed a lot of physical strength and suffered a certain trauma. They could not play a tenth of their fighting power at all. The weapons in their hands were waved out, which seemed extremely weak and there was nothing to kill at all. Injury.

After discovering this, Ye Chen did not hesitate at all and did not carry out a tentative attack. The power in his body burst out, and the swordsmanship of the killing thirteen swords became more and more fierce, and the cold sword light containing powerful power kept greeting the three high-level holy warriors.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Three sad screams sounded one after another. Under Ye Chen's full attack, three high-level holy warriors were pierced through their chest by blood-thirsty swords and died. They became three cold mummified corpses and lay quietly in front of the gate of the inheritance hall.

After solving Wang Fei and three high-level holy warriors, Ye Chen took off the space ring on the three people, transferred the property to his own space ring, moved his body, carried the bloodthirsty sword, and walked to the inheritance hall.

Soon, Ye Chen crossed more than ten corridors and entered a huge square.

At this time, a ten-foot-circling altar stands high in the center of the huge square. The altar is covered with black fog. A magician in a black magic robe is receiving the baptism of countless dark elements and the inheritance of ancient dark gods.

Wang Hui, who was seriously injured, waved the sharp sword in his hand with an angry face and fought fiercely with three skeleton kings who were more than one meter high, black as ink and ten claws shining with cold light.

Seeing this situation, Ye Chen's face involuntarily showed astonishment.

He didn't expect that Wang Hui and Zhou Wu would be the first to inherit the power they wanted to gain!

However, for Ye Chen, as long as Wang Hui does not inherit power, it doesn't matter if anyone else inherits power!

He is not very interested in inheriting the power of the hall!

Ye Chen, who has the Xuantian Treasure Book, is not very interested in the inheritance of any other secrets!

After all, people's energy is limited, and a mysterious treasure book is enough to reach the peak. There is no need to spend time practicing other forces.

"This little brother, if you want to get the inheritance of power, take advantage of me to lead these skeleton kings and go to the altar and kill the adventurer who received the inheritance!"

After Wang Hui, who was fighting fiercely with the three skeleton kings, found Ye Chen with the afterglow of his eyes, he was furious, but his face showed joy and shouted persuasion.

"Sorry! I have no interest in the inheritance of this power! Go on, I'm just here to get soy sauce!"

Hearing Wang Hui's words, Ye Chen immediately knew that he wanted to use himself, so he gently shrugged his shoulders and said faintly.

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Wang Hui was furious and wanted to kill him immediately. However, he was now seriously injured and had to deal with the attack of the three skeleton kings. There was no room to deal with Ye Chen at all. Therefore, he could only suppress the fierce murderous intention in his heart and persuade Ye Chen with a solemn face.

Ye Chen was indifferent to Wang Hui's persuasion. He just opened his eyes wide and looked optimistic about the play, which made Wang Hui angry, but he did not dare to anger Ye Chen. He was afraid that Ye Chen would attack him with the three skeleton kings and put himself in danger.

Looking at Wang Hui, who kept waving the sharp sword in his hand, moving his figure flexibly, and fighting fiercely with the three skeleton kings, Ye Chen did not intend to take action at all, but carefully observed Wang Hui's movements, looking for a powerful opportunity to fight for a blow!

Otherwise, a servant's desperate counterattack will be extremely fierce and may cause serious damage to it.

In this way, Wang Hui dragged his seriously injured body and fought fiercely with the three skeleton kings, while Ye Chen held the bloodthirsty sword in his hand and stared at him, looking for the right time.

Half an hour later, Wang Hui's flexible body showed a flaw, which was a little slower. He was seized by a skeleton king. His sharp claws scratched his abdomen, and a one-foot-long scar appeared on his second abdomen, and a stream of red blood gushed out of the wound in his abdomen.

Feeling the sharp pain from his abdomen, Wang Hui was shocked and roared. The fighting spirit in his body suddenly broke out. The sharp sword in his hand released a strong power. With the wave of his arm, it turned into a fierce sword light and fell fiercely on the head of a skeleton king and sent out a The sound of crisp bones breaking, the extremely hard head of the skeleton king was cut into pieces, and the fire of the soul was silently extinguished.

After killing a skeleton king, Wang Hui did not hesitate at all. The tide of fighting in his body poured into the sharp sword in his hand. The sharp sword in his hand, fast waved, two fierce shoulders, with infinite power, and Wang Hui's whole body was large. Half of the power cut down on the bodies of the other two skeleton kings.

Kkaz! Kabra!

A crisp sound of fracture sounded in the huge square. Two long sharp swords fell fiercely on the heads of the two skeleton kings, smashed the extremely hard skulls of the skeleton king, extinguished the beating soul fire, and became a bone shelf more than one meter high, and silently fell to the ground. .

"Ye Chen!"

Wang Hui, who exhausted most of the fighting spirit in his body and was more seriously injured, felt a sharp weapon piercing into his body before he could be happy to kill the three skeleton kings. A stream of red blood unconsciously poured into the sharp weapon pierced into his body. At the same time, his soul also seemed to have been received Some inexplicable gravity generally has a tendency to move away from sharp weapons.

Feeling the abnormality of blood and soul in his body, Wang Hui immediately thought of the effect of Ye Chen's bloodthirsty sword and involuntarily exclaimed.

"You're right! I am Ye Chen. You must die today!"

Hearing Wang Hui's exclamation, Ye Chen showed a cold murderous intention. The mana in his body poured into the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, increasing the suction of the bloodthirsty sword and accelerating the blood in Wang Hui's body to the bloodthirsty sword, and Wang Hui's soul was also slowly moving in front of the powerful suction. Removed from the bloodthirsty sword.

"Very good! Very good! Very good! Let's die together!"

After getting Ye Chen's affirmative answer, a trace of madness flashed in Wang Hui's eyes and roared with an angry face. At the same time, he quickly mobilized the remaining fighting spirit in his body and wanted to blow himself up and die with Ye Chen.

However, it is a pity that Ye Chen had already expected his plan to interrupt his action of mobilizing the fighting spirit in his body at the first time, making it a lamb to be slaughtered, allowing the bloodthirsty sword to suck the blood in his body and his soul to move in the direction of the bloodthirsty sword, but there is nothing he can do!

Soon, with the blessing of Ye Chen's magic, the blood and soul in Wang Hui's body were absorbed by the bloodthirsty sword and became the nourishment for the promotion of the bloodthirsty sword.

When Wang Hui died completely, Ye Chen pulled out the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, took off the space ring on his finger, transferred the property inside to his space ring, mobilized the mana in his body, used a fireball, and burned Wang Hui's body to ashes.

After kill Wang Hui, Ye Chen casually glanced at the black-robed magician who received inheritance above the altar, and then walked to the three skeleton kings and put them into the space ring for use as material.

"Friend! Tell me your name, otherwise, I will attack the altar so that you can't accept the inheritance of power!"

After solving Wang Hui and completing his main purpose of entering the Qinglong Mountain site, Ye Chen walked to the side of the altar and looked at the black-robed magician above the altar with a calm face.

Although he is not interested in power inheritance, he does not want unrelated people to gain power inheritance and become his potential opponents. If there is a chance to destroy such potential opponents and enemies, Ye Chen does not mind destroying them casually.

As if he heard Ye Chen's threatening words, the black-robed magician, who was receiving the inheritance of power, opened his closed eyes, dispelled the black fog above his head, and revealed his real body.

"Zheng Yuan!"

"Leaf!"

Looking at the black-robed magician who showed his real body, Ye Chen couldn't help opening his eyes wide and exclaiming.

Zheng Yuan, who received the inheritance of power, did not expect that he could interrupt himself to obtain the inheritor of power. It turned out that Ye Chen cooperated with him and fought side by side for a day.