Chapter 1787 Give up Immediately! (5th Update)

The backlash force that Ye Chen endured was even greater than the damage caused to the Demon Lord, not to mention the damage caused by the magic mirror's counterattack and the aftermath of the impact.

This ant must be dead!

Tat Tat...

At this moment, the Demon Lord's ears moved, as if he heard something?

What was that sound? A look of doubt flashed across the Demon Lord's bloodshot eyes. Could it be that he was hallucinating because he was too seriously injured?

Tat Tat...

Here it comes again... The Demon Lord's face began to change, and there was a vague feeling of bad premonition...

Tat Tat...

Finally, the Demon Lord could no longer remain calm, and his eyes were full of fear!

In his bloodshot eyes, two vague figures were reflected, appearing in the smoke and dust!

How is it possible?

No! Absolutely impossible!

I can't die here! I can't die in the hands of an ant!

"Don't come over here! You are hallucinating! You are dead! Even your soul should be annihilated!"

Trample...

The heavy footsteps slowly approached. The Demon Lord wanted to escape, and even wanted to burrow into the ground, but he couldn't do that at all. He could only wriggle his body madly like a burnt insect.

The two figures finally came to the Demon Lord.

Except Ye Chen!

There was another person!

It was a middle-aged man with an extremely burly figure and demonic energy all over his body!

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold and full of supreme majesty!

As if he was the king of the city!

He looked at the injured Demon Lord indifferently and sighed: "I am a demon, and I should not kill demons.

"But you--"

"You have lost the face of my demon clan! You should be killed!"

"Today, I will destroy your soul in the name of Jiuyou! ”

The Demon Lord’s clone saw the middle-aged man’s face clearly at this time. His eyes were full of fear, and his face was twisted wildly. Where was the arrogance?

He screamed desperately: "No! Spare me! Sir, I didn’t know it was you! ! "

"Sir, if you return to the demon clan, the many powerful people in Lingwu Continent must be puppets of my demon clan!"

"I am willing to follow you, sir!"

The middle-aged man opened his lips slightly, and his cold voice echoed in this devastated world:

"Everyone who has seen my true body is dead."

"You are no exception!"

The middle-aged man pointed!

The magic light flashed in an instant, passing over the Demon Lord’s neck, and with a plop, the head of the Demon Lord’s clone fell to the ground completely.

The soul was destroyed.

In an instant, the surrounding space shook.

The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Chen beside him and said: "I know you have a lot of doubts, I will explain later.

"Your possession of the devil just now is different from before. If I don't take action, you will completely fall into the devil's way."

"Now, you can't do that."

"I'll enter your forehead first. I need to rest."

After the words fell, the middle-aged man turned into a magic light and drilled into Ye Chen's forehead.

Everything was calm.

Ye Chen moved his body, covered with scars.

He reluctantly bent down and held the head in his hand. The next moment, the already broken space began to collapse completely, and endless demonic energy emerged and wrapped Ye Chen's body!

...

At this time, in the hidden place.

The venue of the martial arts competition, on the bluestone arena.

Zhou Yan stood up slowly with a satisfied smile on his face. His injuries were temporarily stable. After this game, as long as he gave up and returned to Lingwu Continent to recuperate, there should be no sequelae.

He looked at the demonic energy that was becoming increasingly weak, and his mouth was almost grinning to his ears. Half an hour was about to pass, and it was almost time to announce his victory, which was equivalent to sentencing Ye Chen to death.

The top twelve in the martial arts competition, this result is not bad.

Thinking of returning to Lingwu Continent, I told Zhao Ping that I had killed Ye Chen myself. I wonder how Zhao Ping would treat me? In any case, Zhao Ping would definitely protect me.

And since Ye Chen was already dead, even if Xuanyue Sect would blame him, it is impossible for them to really give up an elder who had made countless contributions and a talented disciple with a promising future just because of a dead true disciple, right?

At this time, Zhou Yan could no longer hold back, and laughed at the alien demonic energy with a sneer on his face:

"Come out! You useless thing? Aren't you very arrogant? Why are you hiding in this demonic energy like a dog and dare not come out?

Are you so afraid of fighting with your senior brother?

You have disgraced us disciples of Xuanyue Sect!

You lowly coward, I told you to come out, did you hear me!"

Zhou Yan's ridicule not only aroused contempt from the audience, but also those contestants from the hidden world and the disciples of Xuanyue Sect who participated in the competition could not stand it.

This guy is too inhuman, right? He used a taboo item like the Demon Sealing Pill to seal his opponent, and now he is clamoring for his opponent to come out?

People who don't know really think that Ye Chen is hiding in the demonic energy.

But at this moment, an indifferent voice came from the gradually dissipating demonic energy.

"Oh, I'm coming."

Could that voice be?

Ye Chen's voice!

Dead silence, the whole place was dead silent, the audience's breathing stopped instantly, staring at the almost dissipated demonic energy without blinking.

Zhou Yan shook his head, what did he hear just now? Was it an illusion?

He looked at the vague figure in the faint demonic energy, his pupils trembling.

Ye Chen?

Ye Chen is back?

How could it be?

Impossible!

He looked up at the audience in front of him, then turned his head and glanced at the audience behind him, and found that they were all staring at the demonic energy on the bluestone arena for a moment.

Not an illusion! It’s not an illusion!

Ye Chen is back? How did he do that!

Zhou Yan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He breathed heavily and stared at the demonic energy.

Finally, just before the demonic energy completely dissipated, a terrifying figure fell into everyone's eyes.

A young man covered in blood stood like a green pine.

In his hand, he held a head.

The Shura demon seemed to have come through the Nine Netherworlds, seeking life.

However, this is not the most eye-catching place!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Chen's right hand.

The head held in his right hand looked ugly, but what everyone noticed at this time was not his ugliness.

But the lingering fear on his face!

What Ye Chen is holding is the head of the demon!

A head with a look of fear on its face!

Ye Chen actually killed a Demon Lord clone!

Ye Chen's cold face turned to Zhou Yan with a charming smile and said hoarsely: "Are you calling me?"

At this time, Zhou Yan was completely in despair. Zhao Ping and his future status were no longer important.

He didn't know how Ye Chen did it, but he clearly understood that Ye Chen was the existence that frightened him!

Even though Ye Chen looked weak and suffered unimaginable serious injuries, Zhou Yan could not think of fighting against him.

Now, Zhou Yan only had one idea in his mind: give up! Abstain immediately!