The backlash 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 will definitely die!
Tread...
At this moment, the Demon Lord's ears twitched, as if he heard something?
What is that sound? Doubt flashed across the Demon Lord's blood-stained eyes. Could it be that he was suffering from severe injuries and hearing hallucinations?
Tread...
Here we go again... The Demon Lord's complexion began to change, and there was a vague feeling of a bad premonition...
Tread...
Finally, the Demon Lord could no longer remain calm, his eyes were full of fear!
In his bloody eyes, two blurry figures were reflected, appearing in the smoke and dust!
How can it be?
No! Absolutely impossible!
I can't die here! It is impossible to die in the hands of an ant!
"Don't come here! You're an illusion! You're already dead! Even your soul is gone!"
Tread...
Heavy footsteps were approaching slowly, and the Demon Lord wanted to escape, or even crawl into the ground, but he couldn't do that at all. He could only squirm like a burnt insect, squirming crazily.
The two figures finally arrived in front of the Demon Lord.
Except Ye Chen!
There is another person!
It was a middle-aged man with an extremely burly figure and a demonic aura all over his body!
The middle-aged man's eyes were cold and filled with supreme majesty!
It’s like a king is coming to the city!
He looked at the injured Demon Lord indifferently and sighed: "I am a demon, and I shouldn't kill demons."
"But you-"
"But you have disgraced my demon clan! You deserve to be punished!"
"Today, in the name of Jiuyou, I will destroy your soul!"
The Demon Lord's clone could now see the middle-aged man's face clearly. His eyes were full of fear, and his face was crazily twisted. How could he still be arrogant and arrogant?
He screamed desperately: "No! Please spare me! Sir, I didn't know it was you!!"
"Sir, if you return to the Demon Clan, many powerful men in the Lingwu Continent will definitely be our Demon Clan's puppets!"
"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 form is dead."
"You are no exception!"
The middle-aged man points his finger!
The magic light flashed instantly and passed over the Demon Lord's neck. With a pop, the Demon Lord's clone's head fell completely to the ground.
The soul is 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, and I will explain them later."
"The way you fell into the devil just now is different from before. If I don't take action, you will completely fall into the devil's path."
"You can't do that now."
"I entered your eyebrows first, I need to rest."
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned into a magic light and penetrated into Ye Chen's eyebrows.
All is calm.
Ye Chen moved his body and was covered in scars.
He reluctantly bent down and held the head in his hands. The next moment, the already dilapidated space completely began to collapse, and endless demonic energy emerged, wrapping Ye Chen's body!
…
At this time, a hidden place.
The martial arts conference venue is on the bluestone arena.
Zhou Yan stood up slowly with a satisfied smile on his face. His injury was temporarily stable. After this game, as long as he abstains from the game and returns to Lingwu Continent to recuperate, there should be no sequelae.
He looked at the demonic energy that was getting weaker and weaker, grinning from the corner of his mouth to his ears. Half an hour was coming, and it was almost time to declare Zhou Yan's victory. This was also tantamount to pronouncing Ye Chen's death sentence.
Ranked among the top twelve in the martial arts tournament, this achievement is not bad.
Thinking of telling Zhao Ping the news that she personally solved Ye Chen after returning to Lingwu Continent, I wonder how Zhao Ping would treat herself? No matter what, Zhao Ping will definitely protect herself.
And since Ye Chen is dead, even if Xuanyue Sect will blame it, it is impossible to really give up an elder who has made countless contributions and a talented disciple with a promising future because of a dead true disciple, right?
At this time, Zhou Yan could no longer hold back and mocked the alien demonic energy with a sarcastic look on his face:
"Come out! You loser? Aren't you crazy? Why are you cowering in this devilish aura like a dog and not daring to come out?
Are you so afraid of fighting with your senior brother?
We Xuanyue Sect disciples have all lost face to you!
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 the contestants from the Hidden World and the Xuanyue Sect disciples could not stand it anymore.
This guy is so inhuman, right? You used a forbidden thing like the Sealing Demon Pill to seal your opponent, and now you're still clamoring for your opponent to come out?
People who don't know really think that Ye Chen is hiding in the devil's aura.
But at this moment, an indifferent voice came from the gradually dissipating demonic energy.
"Oh, here I come."
Is that the voice?
Ye Chen's voice!
Dead silence, the whole place was dead silent, the audience's breathing stopped for a moment, and they stared at the almost dissipated demonic energy for a moment.
Zhou Yan shook his head, what did he hear just now? Is it an illusion?
His pupils trembled as he looked at the figure looming in the faint demonic energy.
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 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 grinned at Zhou Yan with a captivating 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!
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