come to the heavens

He hit Yuwen Shiji like a cannonball from the sky, and took a big step back after hitting him. A cold wind exploded around them, and a series of loud explosion-like noises came from the rising white mist. The two figures kept moving, and the trees blocking the way kept exploding and flying debris.

"boom!"

Ye Chen hammered out 27 punches in one breath, and only then did he break through Yuwen Shiji's defense. The last punch broke through his hands and hit his chest hard. As soon as a mouthful of blood spewed out, it turned into a red ice edge and shot at Ye Chen's face. .

With his eyes closed and his head hammered, he smashed the ice edge, hitting the Zhongyu Wenshi and the bodyguard without losing momentum, making a muffled 'dong' sound.

Yuwen Shiji let out a muffled snort, and raised his palms to hit the Tanzhong acupoint on Ye Chen's chest. In the turbulent cold, Ye Chen quickly raised his head and slammed it down, forcefully piercing through his protective qi, with a crisp 'click' sound, he Looking up, Yuwen Shi and the face door had been smashed by his hammer, the entire bridge of the nose was smashed into rotten flesh, and the face was deformed.

Yuwen Shiji's internal strength is very strong, but his physical body is not much stronger than ordinary people. How can he withstand his [-] kilograms of nearly [-] tons of hammer? If it is not for his strong internal strength to protect his face, he would have been smashed by his hammer head off.

But even if he didn't get a headshot, it wouldn't be healed. His head was so dizzy that he couldn't fight back for a while. Ye Chen clenched his fists with both hands and aimed at his head, and hit his temples with two winds piercing his ears. He heard a faint skull crack. With the sound of opening, without a single pause in his movements, he punched down again.

"boom!"

A large head exploded violently, spraying yellow and white all over the ground, and a headless corpse wobbled and fell to the ground.

After forcibly killing Yuwen Shiji, Ye Chen exhaled heavily, two thick and long air columns sprayed out nearly a meter away in the cold air before dissipating, and after taking a few breaths, he calmed down the boiling blood in his body and walked away. In front of Yuwen Shi and the corpse, he thought about turning over the corpse, and soon found an exquisite money pocket and a package wrapped in thick silk.

He quickly opened the silk thick and saw what was inside, his face was happy, it was exactly the secret book of Bingxuanjin he expected.

Bingxuanjin is a unique skill passed down by the Yuwen clan, a four-star martial art, and the internal force cultivated is Yin and cold, which is suitable for Ye Chen's current Extreme Yin Mysterious Art.

Of course, this is not the original of Bingxuanjin, but the handwritten copy of Yuwen Shiji, like Yuwen Shiji, who is already in the late stage of innate cultivation, and is only one step away from being promoted to the master, so he always carries the secret book with him, trying to figure it out all the time , This is cheaper for Ye Chen.

It's a pity that he has no potential points, and the potential points were all used up just now, even if he killed Yuwen Shiji, he could only get less than [-] potential points, which is far from what is needed for derivation.

Looking at Yuwen Shiji's wallet again, there is no broken silver in it, only a dozen 1000 taels of silver notes and a few pieces of gold leaves, counting them, the total value is more than 6000 taels of silver, enough for him in this world All daily consumption.

Putting away the wallet, he got up and looked at Yuwen Shiji's body, and said coldly:

"Having chased and killed me for so long has caused me to waste so many potential points. It is not a pity to die. The wasted potential points will be recovered from your Yuwen family."

After speaking, he raised his head and looked in the direction, and ran to the original road.

Of course he will do what he said, he will return to Wengcheng now and charge a little interest first.

If you don't know the direction when you run away, it will be troublesome to go back. In this barren mountain, you can't tell the direction at all. The only way you know is to go north when you run away, and you can only go south when you go back.

But he didn’t have to worry about this soon, because he encountered a search team composed of Yuwen’s army on the way, a total of 15 people were searching through the mountains and forests. When he just climbed up from the cliff, the other party spotted him. A few arrows shot over.

Instead of being surprised, Ye Chen rushed forward with an arrow, pulled out a tree as thick as his wrist and swept it across, knocking down half of it on the spot, and rushed forward to punch and kick, killing them all with one punch.

These are regular troops of the Yuwen family, veterans who have been on the battlefield and killed the enemy, each can provide a little bit of potential.

Mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are, not to mention that there are so many mosquitoes, they can be counted as a dish.

Asked the location of the Urn City from the mouth of the last soldier, and trampled him to death, Ye Chen held up the tree pole with all the leaves that had been smashed by him and kept slapping the surroundings all the way to make a huge movement, and soon attracted a team not far away. .

A thousand-kilogram boulder flew out from the forest. Although the soldiers walking in the front reacted very quickly to find out in advance, they did not have enough strength to dodge, let alone resist. The entire upper body was directly thrown by the boulder. The remaining half of his body flew to nowhere, and blood sprayed all over the sky.

Ye Chen grabbed a pair of sabers from the previous team in each hand, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the incomparably powerful force forcibly cut the armor open, and cut the corpses in half with one knife.

An encounter lasted only half a minute, and none of the dozen or so soldiers were left dead. They threw the curly blades aside, picked up two more, and quietly disappeared into the jungle.

Seven minutes later, there was another killing in another dense forest less than one mile away. A sentry arrow was raised and exploded in the air. Looking down from a high altitude, there were dozens of people within a radius of more than ten miles from the place where the sentry arrow was located. A team changed direction and came here.

"This is fantastic!"

Ye Chen killed the last soldier with one punch, and sat down on the stone regardless of whether it was dirty or not. He took out a pack of jerky from a corpse and chewed it.

Chapter 200 Destruction

Seven minutes later, the nearest search team rushed over and immediately froze in place when they saw the corpses all over the ground. The leader of the team waved decisively:

"withdraw!"

But it was too late, Ye Chen threw the water bottle in his hand, rushed out, and smashed the captain's saber in front of him with a punch, piercing through the armor and embedded in his chest, a series of crisp crackling sounds, and a bun like a steamed bun arched on his back. Dabao, the leather armor on his back slammed open a hole the size of a fist, and an invisible column of air spewed out.

The team leader fell down softly, and at this moment the kettle barely hit the ground.

A soldier next to the team leader thought he saw an opportunity, and slashed at the back of Ye Chen's neck. His strong muscles bounced off the blade. Pressing hard with five fingers, there was a scream mixed with broken bones, and blood shot from the fingertips.

Letting go of the hand, the corpse fell limply to the ground, the twitching face was no longer human-like, and there were five finger-thick blood holes bubbling blood.

"Let's kill him together!"

The remaining soldiers, led by a presumably deputy captain, charged on him.

Ye Chen raised his head and gazed like an eagle, grabbed the two incoming arrows with lightning speed, and threw them backhanded. The two archers screamed and fell down clutching their chests.

He stretched out his hands and grasped the two snow-bright simple knives precisely, and pressed them hard with five fingers, and there were two crisp sounds, and the two sabers forged from fine steel were snapped off by him. The master of the famous sword covered his throat at the same time, and blood sprayed out from between his fingers.

Grab the two severed blades and throw them, piercing through the chests and abdomens of the two soldiers, then free up your hand to grab a long spear and lift it up, lift the two men to the ground and throw them down violently, then withdraw the two guns and hold them in a circle Immediately pierced two soldiers, and a sweep swept them down their waists and broke their spines...

In less than a minute, a team of more than a dozen soldiers was completely wiped out by him. He threw away the two broken spears, and picked up a spear again with a hook of his foot. Ye Chen stopped staying in place and took the initiative to attack.

Four minutes later, there was another cry of killing in the forest, but it only lasted for about half a minute and all the sounds disappeared.

Not far away, a team rushed over excitedly when they heard the movement. Seeing the corpses all over the ground and Ye Chen who was covered in blood, they couldn't help shivering, and took a step back subconsciously.

"Hmm! Want to run?"

Ye Chen subconsciously thought that they were frightened by him, so he preemptively rushed up and started killing.

Half an hour later, the entire mountain forest was stained red with blood, and he killed hundreds of soldiers all by himself. Except for the premonition that something bad happened and they ran away, as long as he saw it, none of them escaped.

When he returned to Wengcheng, his upper body was already covered with a thick layer of plasma, and the innermost part had hardened into a black-red shell, and his clothes and pants were completely covered. His height of two meters was different from ordinary people, and he looked like a A ghost crawled out of the abyss and blood, and the morale of the soldiers on the wall of the Weng City plummeted the moment they saw him.

Zhang Shihe, who was on the city wall, frowned and looked at the ghostly figure below, then turned to ask the general in black armor:

"What about the second master?"

The black-armored general said expressionlessly:

"No one of the subordinates who came back saw the second master."

Zhang Shihe frowned even tighter, then looked at the master who came with Yuwen Shihe on the other side, and asked:

"Yue Tu, did Second Master say when he will come back?"

The middle-aged man named Yue Tu had a serious expression on his face, and said:

"Second Master said he was going after that kid, but now that this kid is here, Second Master has not come back, maybe..."

"shut up!"

Zhang Shihe immediately interrupted his words, his brows were filled with gloom and wrinkled into a Sichuan character, he squeezed his brows, sighed softly, and said to the black armor general in a low voice: