Chapter 1787

Ye Chen's recoil power is even greater than the damage caused by the demon lord, not to mention the damage caused by the magic mirror counterattack and shock wave.

This mole ant, must die cannot die again!

Step on

At this moment, the devil's ear moved, as if, heard what?

What's that noise? The color of doubt flashed in the blood eyes of the devil. Was it that he was hurt so much that he heard something?

Step on

Here comes again The face of the devil began to change, vaguely, there was a bad premonition

Step on

Finally, the devil can no longer calm down, his eyes are full of fear!

In his blood eyes, reflected two fuzzy figures, appeared in the smoke and dust!

How could it be?

No! Absolutely impossible!

I can't die here! It's impossible to die in the hands of a mole ant!

"Don't come here! You're an illusion! You're dead! It's right that even the spirit has disappeared! "

Step on

Heavy steps, slowly approaching, the devil wanted to escape, even wanted to drill to the bottom of the ground, but he could not do it at all. He could only wriggle wildly like a burnt insect.

The two figures finally came to the devil.

Except ye Chen!

There is one more!

It was a middle-aged man with incomparable stature and evil spirit!

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

It's like a king in the city!

He looked at the wounded devil indifferently and sighed: "I am originally a devil. I should not kill the devil."

"But you --"

"have lost the face of my demon clan! It's time to kill! "

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

At this time, the demon incarnation thoroughly saw the middle-aged man's face. His eyes were full of fear, and his face was crazy and twisted. How could there be a half piece of arrogant and slow color?

He yelled desperately, "no! Give me a break! My Lord, I didn't know it was you

"My Lord, if you return to the demon family, many powerful people in Lingwu land must be puppets of our demon clan!"

"I would like to follow the Lord!"

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

"those who have seen me are dead."

"You can't be an exception!"

Middle aged man a finger!

In a flash of magic light, the devil's neck was swept, and the head of the devil's body fell to the ground completely.

The spirits and spirits are destroyed.

In an instant, the surrounding space vibrated.

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

"You just fell into the devil's way just now. If I don't, you will fall into the devil's way completely."

"Now, you can't do that."

"I'm in your eyebrows first. I need a rest."

Language down, the middle-aged man into a magic light, drilling into Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Everything is quiet.

Ye Chen moved the lower body and was scarred.

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

……

At this time, the land of seclusion.

The arena of the martial arts conference is on the blue stone arena.

Zhou Yan, with a satisfied smile, stood up slowly, and his injury was stable for the time being. After the game, as long as he abstained and returned to Lingwu to take good care of himself, he should not leave any sequelae.

He looked at the increasingly weak evil spirit, and the corners of his mouth would be grinning to the root of his ears. Half an hour was about to arrive, and it was almost time to announce his extensive victory, which was equivalent to the death sentence of Ye Chen.

The result of the top 12 of the martial arts Congress is not bad.

Thinking of returning to Lingwu mainland, she told Zhao Ping that she had solved Ye Chen herself. I don't know how Zhao Ping would treat herself? Anyway, Zhao Ping will try to protect herself.

Since ye Chen is dead, even if xuanyuezong would blame him, it is impossible for a dead zhenzhuan disciple to give up an elder who has made countless contributions and a talented disciple who has a promising future?

At this time, Zhou Yan couldn't help but sneer at the evil spirit on his face:

"come out! You trash? Aren't you crazy? Why do you dare not come out like a dog in this evil spirit?

Are you so afraid to fight with elder martial brother?

The faces of our disciples of xuanyuezong are all lost to you!

You mean coward, I told you to come out, did you hear me

Zhou Yan's ridicule not only provoked a burst of contempt from the audience, but also the contestants and disciples of xuanyuezong who participated in the competition.This guy, isn't he? Seal your opponent with the taboo of "sealing magic pill". Now you're still clamoring for your opponent to come out?

People who don't know really think it's Ye Chen hiding in the evil spirit.

But at this time, a voice of indifference came from the gradually dissipated evil Qi.

"Oh, here I am."

Is that the sound?

Ye Chen's voice!

Stillness, the silence of the audience, the breath of the audience, momentarily stopped, staring at the almost dissipated evil Qi.

Zhou Yan shakes his head. What did he hear just now? Is it an illusion?

He looked at the shadow that faintly appeared in the thin evil Qi, and his pupils trembled.

Ye Chen?

Is Ye Chen back?

How?

No way!

He looked up at the audience in front of him, then turned his head and glanced at the audience behind him. He found that they were all staring at the magic Qi on the green stone arena.

It's not an illusion! It's not an illusion!

Is Ye Chen back? How did he do it!

Zhou Yan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant. He breathed heavily and fixed his eyes on the evil spirit.

Finally, at the moment before the evil spirit completely dissipated, a horrible figure fell into the eyes of all.

A young man full of blood stood like a pine.

He had a head in his hand.

It's like a Sura demon who comes from Jiuyou.

But this is not the place to attract people's attention!

All people's line of sight, all condenses in Ye Chen's right hand.

The head in his right hand looked ugly, but it was not his ugliness that people noticed at this time.

It's the lingering fear on his face!

Ye Chen is carrying the head of the demon clan!

A head with a look of fear!

Ye Chen, actually killed a devil's body!

Ye Chen's cold face, to the circumference, grinning a seeping smile, hoarse said: "you, in call me?"

At this time, Zhou Yan has been completely desperate, what Zhao Ping, what future status, are no longer important.

He did not know how ye Chen did it, but he clearly understood that ye Chen was the existence of his fear!

Even if ye Chen looks weak now, the whole person has suffered unimaginable serious injury, and Zhou Yan can't bring up the mind of confrontation at all.

Now, in Zhou Yan's mind, there is only one idea, abstain! Abstain now!

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