Chapter 548

Baguio was also nervous. She pinched her sweat, stared at Ye Chen and shouted, "Ye Chen, wake up."

Under the cover of that fine awn, ye Chen's eyes were slightly sober, and the golden awn seemed to dissipate a lot. He raised his head and stared at Wu for a while.

"Go!"

Ye Chen shouted angrily, and a thick breath rushed at Wu for a while, pushing him away for more than ten meters.

At that moment, the golden awn bloomed again, directly swallowed the fine awn on the body, turned into an unparalleled hurricane, sweeping the world.

Wu shuddered fiercely for a while, and immediately fled back. Where he had stood, the golden awn broke through the air and tore several ferocious cracks.

If ye Chen hadn't pushed him away, he might have become a corpse now.

The golden awn flickered in his eyes, and ye Chen was full of terrible and violent Qi. In the center of his eyebrows, a golden pattern like a flame appeared, which was weird and ferocious, making the crowd in front almost want to suffocate.

They saw Ye Chen's eyes sweep slowly. When ye Chen's eyes fell on them, their bodies immediately stiffened there, and even their souls began to tremble and were not under their own control.

Those eyes are really terrible. It's like a pair of invisible hands that pinch their souls and can make them scared at any time.

But ye Chen didn't move, let alone make a move.

He just stood quietly and stared at the people in front. At the moment, he was full of murderous and violent spirit and wanted to drink hot blood. However, there was a voice in his heart that stopped him and suppressed his desire to kill.

"Roar!"

Ye Chen's mouth roared. In his eyes, drops of blood flowed. He stuck to the last line of defense in his heart. He must not kill.

"Leaf dust!"

On the ground, Wu chuanzi and others looked up at Ye Chen, full of hope, hoping to wake Ye Chen up.

"Brother Ye Chen!"

All the people in Yemen roared and stared at Ye Chen in the void, which made Ye Chen's body tremble suddenly. In the depths of his eyes, he seemed to be awake again, but the golden pattern in the center of his eyebrows was still ferocious and emitted a strong violent gas.

Boom!

The earth began to tremble. In the view of everyone, many iron cavalry and sergeants rushed in. Their whole body was filled with the spirit of killing. There were tens of thousands of them, which directly surrounded the whole square. The cold blade sent out a cold air.

At this time, the cavalry stepped aside and came out of a figure, Fang Han.

His face was cold. When he saw Ye Chen, his whole body trembled. His eyes were cold, as if they were a peerless beast staring at him, making him feel fear from his soul.

"Ye Chen, it's a little arrogant for you to see that the second prince doesn't salute yet."

At this time, beside Fang Han, a sergeant shouted angrily. His eyes glared at Ye Chen, but the next moment, he couldn't speak anymore, because a golden awn tore the air and cut off his head directly.

A blood arrow gushed into the sky and dyed the void red.

"Ye Chen, how dare you kill my people!"

A sergeant shouted angrily. They pulled out their blades one after another, but what could answer them was still a golden awn and those golden eyes as cold as bone marrow.

Poof poof!

Huge heads fell from the air. More than ten sergeants standing next to Fang Han died. The heads were separated. They didn't even know how to die before they died.

At this time, a strong wind blew and rolled up a strong smell of blood, making the whole space dead.

Fang Han's forehead was covered with sweat. He swallowed his saliva. When ye Chen shot just now, he didn't react. The golden awn was too terrible. It seemed to be able to tear everything, including his neck.

"Those people just now are your running dogs?"

A cold sound came out of Ye Chen's mouth. At this time, his eyes did not have any emotion. The killing just now made Ye Chen finally recover his soberness and disappear without a trace again. Now all he has is the desire to kill.

"Go!"

Fang Han felt that he was about to collapse. He waved the whip in his hand and ran away without looking back. He had a hunch that if he continued to stay here, he might be killed by Ye Chen.

A rumbling sound came.

Tens of thousands of iron cavalry fled quickly, without the arrogance just now. However, if they want to go, will ye Chen let them leave safely?

The body turned into a golden streamer. Ye Chen's hands were full of violence, like a sickle of death that took people's lives. Dozens of sergeants in the rear were cut off alive, and the blood fog exploded into blood foam.

But the killing did not stop. Ye Chen's mouth burst into a wild smile. He ran all the way. Jin mang kept shooting out, harvesting other people's lives easily and madly. Where he passed must be the corpse floor.

"Ah!"

Bursts of wailing came, and all the sergeants were shocked by Ye Chen's terrorist means. They wanted to escape, but ye Chen's speed was too fast. Almost a flash could approach them. Then, a terrible golden awn swept through and took their lives.

Feeling the whistling wind from behind him and the strong bloody smell, Fang Han suddenly turned his head and just wanted to drink angrily. A golden awn directly came into his eyes. He was so frightened that his whole body immediately burst into real yuan, and purple fire rushed out and ran towards golden awn.

"Purple fire burns the sky!"

Fang Han suddenly shouted angrily. The purple flame rose into the sky and instantly drowned jinmang. He couldn't help laughing: "it's just a jinmang. Do you want to kill me?"

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Han's confident eyes suddenly trembled.

In the thick purple fire, a crack suddenly opened. The golden light penetrated through the crack, crossed Fang Han's body and cut off his left arm.

Poop!

The body fell slowly from the air, and Fang Han's whole face became very pale.

First, he lost too much blood. Second, he was afraid of Ye Chen's strength. With a wave, the power erupted was so terrible that he directly cut off his left arm.

"Weren't you very proud just now?"

A voice came, which made Fang Han's eyes tremble slightly and raised his head. Ye Chen stood in front of him. A smile was emerging on Zhang Junyi's incomparable face, full of irony.

Fang Han moved back, his tone was a little flustered, and said, "Ye Chen, this is the Imperial City, and I am the second prince. If you dare to kill me, you will surely provoke the anger of the royal family."

"Oh? Really?"

After pondering for a moment, the smile on Ye Chen's face became more strange. Looking into Fang Han's eyes, a trace of killing intention flashed and said coldly: "then I'd like to see what the Royal anger in your mouth can do to me."

The dazzling golden awn burst out from the body, turned into a golden palm, crossed the void and directly patted Fang Han's head.

At this time, Lin Shitian and others also rushed over.

When they saw the scene in front of them, they all took a cold breath. The corpses were everywhere and the blood was stained in the sky. It was as terrible and frightening as a nose hell.

Now, ye Chen still wants to kill. The person to kill is Fang Han, the second prince of the Qin Wu Dynasty.