Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 91: The fisherman gets profit

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"Huh!"

On one side, Zhao Ye glanced at the battle center angrily, then turned around and dashed away in one direction without hesitation.

Zhao Ye's departure was not taken seriously by Lin Zhan and Tuoba Jingtian.

At this time, the two of them are all attentively dealing with the gray-clothed old man. As long as the latter is killed in the shortest time, then Zhao Ye's half-step-breaking Yuan realm warrior will not be able to capture it.

However, what everyone didn't realize was that as Zhao Ye left, a dark shadow in the distance followed and left without moving.

……

"Huh!"

In the gorge, a figure disappeared in a flash, with a fast speed, a hundred meters in an instant!

"Damn it, Divine Sword Villa Lin Zhan, Liuyun Pavilion Tuoba shocked the sky, you two will wait for me, when I break through the Po Yuan realm, you will be beautiful!"

While Zhao Ye ran wildly, the humiliation in his heart became more and more vigorous. His clenched fists were so strong that his knuckles turned pale.

"Today's revenge, you will be beautiful in the future!" Zhao Ye roared out a bitter voice.

"Huh!"

As Zhao Ye roared bitterly, his back was cold, and his keen sense of danger made him even think about it, and his body rushed forward.

Although Zhao Ye reacted quickly, it was late after all.

Only hearing a buzzing sound, the bowstring oscillated and opened, and a touch of white arrow shot at the speed of electric flint, and then ruthlessly pierced in his lower waist and penetrated out of the front abdomen!

The pain from the abdomen made Zhao Ye let out a miserable cry, and the body that flew forward became unstable and fell to the ground embarrassingly.

Success with one arrow!

In the distance, in a hidden place with mountains and rocks, Lu Chen walked out slowly and looked at Zhao Ye, who was seriously injured, with a cold smile on his mouth.

Then, flipping his hand, he put the silver bow in the storage ring.

The silvery white bow was obtained by Lu Chen from a disciple of Yuanchenzong not long ago by beheading Lin Xin and others.

Unexpectedly, it comes in handy now!

Putting away the silver-white bow, Lu Chen calmly walked towards Zhao Ye.

"Who are you?" Zhao Ye's face was pale, and he stood up from the ground, clutching the wound in his abdomen and asked in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Lu Chen was surprised. He looked at Zhao Ye and found that the other party was confused. It seemed that he really didn't recognize him.

However, this is not important anymore.

The important thing is that Zhao Ye did send someone to kill him, and that was enough.

"A dead person, you don't need to know this!" Lu Chen held his right palm, took out the long sword, and smiled cruelly at Zhao Ye.

"You want to kill me? Do you know who I am?" Zhao Ye asked with a gloomy expression.

Lu Chen calmly said: "You know, isn't it the third prince Zhao Ye!"

The voice is calm and casual, as if saying, isn't it a passerby?

In this tone, the identity of the three princes is not in the eyes.

"Well, you should be on the road!"

The words fell, Lu Chen slammed down on the soles of his feet, and with a bang, the ground cracked and was stepped out of a pit, and his figure rushed out.

As a half-step-breaking yuan realm powerhouse, Zhao Ye naturally has his eyesight. When Lu Chen rushed in, he immediately saw Lu Chen's cultivation level, and immediately felt confident in his heart.

With his strength, even if he was seriously injured, he still managed to deal with an eight-fold Ning Yuan ant.

At the same time, I was secretly annoyed that I was successfully attacked by an ant, what a shame!

"Hey, Ningyuan Bazhong just wants to kill me too, really looking for death!"

The gloomy voice was spit out from Zhao Ye's mouth. In the next instant, he swiped his right hand on the storage ring, and a long sword made of flame gold appeared in his hand, and then, amidst the surge of power, he performed a trick Spirit-level intermediate sword technique.

"Ancient sword technique!"

Under the strong blessing of Yuanli, the fiery red long sword slashed out violently, the sharp blade aura, exploded several meters, split the void...

"The ninth style of Ben Lei sword technique, thunder is powerful!"

In the face of Zhao Ye, Lu Chen didn't dare to underestimate him. Even if the opponent was seriously injured, he still treated him with caution. Therefore, as soon as Lu Chen came up, he used his full strength, and he did not hesitate to use the strongest sword of Ben Lei.

"Clang!"

The swords collided, and there was an ear-splitting metal creak. Then, the fiery red sword light and the silver white sword air entangled and collided.

After that, aftermaths visible to the naked eye swept away centered on the two, and the surrounding rocks were cut into cracks.

At the moment of the confrontation, Zhao Ye's body trembled suddenly, and the wound on his abdomen was torn apart under this brief collision, and a large amount of blood spewed out like spring water!

"Boom!"

Finally, he snorted, shook his body, and took a few steps back.

With one hit, how could Lu Chen easily let go of Zhao Ye, and immediately stepped out, bullying himself up. Immediately afterwards, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword turned into a cold light and went straight to Zhao Ye.

This sword is fast to the extreme!

Zhao Ye was shocked, raised his head, a little cold light in his pupils gradually enlarged, then enlarged!

"Puff!"

The sword light flashed, bringing up a **** finger.

At the last moment, Zhao Ye still reacted, using the power of the magical soldiers in his body to resist Lu Chen's mortal sword at the cost of breaking his fingers!

Although he resisted Lu Chen's mortal blow, Zhao Ye was not feeling well at this time.

He was seriously injured continuously, and his body finally reached the tipping point, unable to support the huge load brought by the mobilization of the magic soldiers!

"Seven percent of a star warrior!"

Lu Chen licked his lips, looking at Zhao Ye, his eyes were full of hotness!

Seven percent of a one-star **** soldier is a rare thing in the Great Song Kingdom!

The magical soldiers that Lu Chen has seen so far, apart from the two-star magical soldier holy blood, the strongest is the 70% one-star magical soldier in front of Zhao Ye!

Swallowed it, and the energy fed back is enough to make him break through the Ninth Ninth Layer, and even the peak of Ninth Ninth Layer!

Being watched by Lu Chen's fiery gaze, Zhao Ye's heart was also inexplicably cold...

"Huh?"

When Lu Chen was about to start his hand again, he frowned, and immediately, he sucked in his palm, grabbing the severed finger in his palm, and then his vitality surged, casting a **** shadow step, and rushing towards the distance.

Lu Chen, who used the bleeding shadow step, was very fast, and disappeared into Zhao Ye's sight in a blink of an eye.

"Huh!"

When Lu Chen left, Zhao Ye was also relieved, but his expression suddenly changed in the next instant.

At this time, he noticed that he still had a storage ring on his severed finger.

The Po Yuan Dan and the low-level Xuan-level martial arts meteor fingers obtained by the auction are all inside!

"Ah!" At this moment, Zhao Ye was mad. He roared, madly urging the few yuan power remaining in his body, and ran in the direction of Lu Chen flying by.

However, under severe injuries, how fast could his speed go. Once he chased after him, he never saw Lu Chen's trace.

"Boom!"

Under the violent rage, Zhao Ye shot out with a palm, and the huge boulder several feet high was directly broken into pieces under this palm and turned into powder!

"Huh! Huh!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and two streamers galloped from a distance.