The backlash that Ye Chen suffered was even greater than the damage it caused to Demon Lord, not to mention the damage from the magic mirror's counterattack and the aftermath of the shock.

This ant must die too much!

step on...

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

What is that sound? A color of doubt flashed in the blood eyes of Demon Venerable. Could it be that he was too seriously injured and auditory hallucinations?

step on...

Here comes again... The complexion of Demon Lord begins to change, vaguely, there is a bad premonition...

step on...

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

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

how is this possible?

Do not! Absolutely impossible!

The deity cannot die here! It is impossible to die in the hands of an ant!

"Don't come here! You are an illusion! You are already dead! Even the soul is gone!"

step on...

Heavy footsteps approached slowly. The Demon Sovereign wanted to escape, even trying to get to the ground, but he couldn't do this at all, he could only wriggle his body like a scorched bug.

Those two figures finally came to the front of Demon Lord.

Except for Ye Chen!

There is one more person!

That is a very burly, middle-aged man who is surrounded by demonic energy!

The middle-aged man has cold eyes, full of supreme majesty!

Like a king over the city!

He looked at the injured Demon Venerable indifferently, and sighed: "I am a demon, and I should not punish the demon."

"But you"

"But I lost the face of my demons! Damn it!"

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

The demon avatar can see the middle-aged man's face clearly at this time, his eyes are full of fear, his face is crazily distorted, how can there be half the color of arrogance?

He screamed desperately: "No! Forgive me! My lord, I didn't know it was you!!"

"My lord, if you return to the Demon Race, the many powerful people in the Lingwu Continent must be the puppets of my Demon Race!"

"I would like to follow adults!"

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

"The people who have seen my true body are dead."

"You can't be an exception!"

middle-aged man pointed!

The magic light flashed in an instant, passed the Demon Venerable's neck, with a pop, the head of the Demon Venerable clone landed completely.

The soul is gone.

In an instant, the surrounding space vibrated.

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

"You just fell into the magical way differently from before. If I don't make a move, you will completely fall into the magical way."

"Now, you can't do that."

"I will get into your forehead first, I need to rest."

The words fell, the middle-aged man turned into a magic light and penetrated into Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Everything is calm.

Ye Chen moved his lower body, scarred.

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

At this time, a hidden place.

Martial arts competition venue, on the bluestone arena.

Zhou Yan, with a satisfied smile on his face, slowly stood up, his injury temporarily stabilized. After this game, as long as he abstained and returned to Lingwu Continent to take care of him, he should not leave any sequelae.

He looked at the devilish energy that had become weaker and weaker, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the root of his ears. Half an hour was about to come, and it was almost time to announce his Zhou Yan's victory. This also meant that Ye Chen was sentenced to death.

The top 12 in the martial arts tournament, this result is not bad.

After thinking of returning to Lingwu Continent, I told Zhao Ping that he had resolved the news of Ye Chen with his own hands. I don't know how Zhao Ping would treat himself? In any case, Zhao Ping will definitely protect herself.

And since Ye Chen is dead, even if Xuan Yuezong would blame it, it is impossible for a dead disciple to give up an elder with countless contributions and a genius disciple with boundless future, right?

At this time, Zhou Yan couldn't help it anymore, and laughed at the otherworldly devilish air with a sarcasm:

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

Are you so afraid of fighting against brother?

We have lost all the faces of our Xuan Yuezong disciple!

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

Zhou Yan's ridicule not only aroused the contempt of the audience, but even the Hidden Land contestants and the disciples of Xuan Yuezong couldn't stand it.

This guy is too unhuman, right? Sealing the opponent with a forbidden thing like Sealing Magic Pills, is still clamoring to let the opponent out?

People who didn't know really thought Ye Chen was hiding in the devilish energy.

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

"Oh, here I am."

Is that voice?

Ye Chen's voice!

Dead silence, the audience was dead silent, the audience's breathing stopped for an instant, and they stared at the almost dissipated magic energy.

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

He looked at the figure faintly looming in the faint devilish air, his pupils trembling.

Ye Chen?

Ye Chen is back?

how come?

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 also staring at the magic energy on the bluestone ring.

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

Ye Chen is back? How did he do that!

Zhou Yan's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, he breathed heavily, his eyes fixed on the devilish energy.

Finally ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Just before the devilish energy has completely dissipated, a terrifying figure fell into the eyes of everyone.

A young man covered in blood, standing like a green pine.

In his hand, he was holding a head.

As if coming through the Nine Netherworlds, the Asura demon desperate for his life.

However, this is not the most attractive place!

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

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

is the lingering fear on his face!

Ye Chen is holding the head of the demons!

A head with the color of fear!

Ye Chen, actually killed a demon avatar!

Ye Chen's cold face, facing Zhou Yan, grinned a penetrating smile, and said hoarsely: "You, are you calling me?"

Zhou Yan at this time has been completely desperate. What Zhao Ping, what future status is no longer important.

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

Even if Ye Chen seems to have a weakened breath, and his whole person has been injured in an unimaginable way, Zhou Yan can't even think of fighting against it.

Now, in Zhou Yan's mind, there is only one thought, abstaining! Abstain immediately!