The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 1787: Abstain now! (Five more)

The power of backlash that Ye Chen endured was even greater than the damage to the Demon Venerable, not to mention the damage from the mirror's counterattack and the aftermath of the shock.

This ant must die no more!

Tap...

At this moment, Demon Venerable's ears moved, as if, what did he hear?

What's that sound? A look of doubt flashed in the Demon Venerable's **** eyes. Could it be that the injury was too heavy to cause auditory hallucinations?

Tap...

It's here again... The Demon Venerable's complexion began to change, and there was a bad premonition in the vagueness...

Tap...

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

In his **** eyes, two blurred figures appeared in the smoke!

How is that possible?

No! Absolutely impossible!

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

"Don't come here! You are hallucinations! You are already dead! Even the soul is annihilated!"

Tap...

Heavy footsteps, slowly approaching, the Demon Venerable wanted to escape, and even wanted to burrow into the ground, but he couldn't do it at all, he could only wriggle frantically like a scorched bug.

The two figures finally came to the Demon Venerable.

Except Ye Chen!

There is one more person!

That is a middle-aged man with an extremely burly figure and a devilish aura all over his body!

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

It's like you're in the city!

He looked at the injured Demon Venerable indifferently, and sighed: "I am a demon, I shouldn't kill the demon."

"But you—"

"But I lost the face of my demons! I should be punished!"

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

At this moment, the Demon Lord clone could see the middle-aged man's face completely. His eyes were full of fear, and his face was crazily distorted. How could there be a hint of arrogance and arrogance?

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

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

"I would like to follow the adults!"

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

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

"You can't be an exception!"

The middle-aged man points a finger!

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

All souls perish.

In an instant, the surrounding space vibrates.

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

"You just got into the devil and it's not the same as before. If I don't take action, you will completely fall into the devil's way."

"Right now, you can't."

"I entered your brow first, I need to rest."

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

Everything is calm.

Marven Ye moved his body, scarred.

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

……

At this time, a hidden place.

The venue of the martial arts conference, on the bluestone ring.

With a contented smile on his face, Zhou Yan slowly stood up. His injury was temporarily stabilized. After this match, as long as he abstained and returned to Lingwu Continent to take care of himself, there should be no sequelae.

He looked at the demonic energy that was getting weaker and weaker, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the roots of his ears. It was almost half an hour, and it was almost time to declare his victory for Zhou Yan, which was also equivalent to condemning Ye Chen to death. .

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

Thinking of returning to the Lingwu Continent and telling Zhao Ping that she personally resolved the news of Ye Chen, I don't know how Zhao Ping will treat herself? No matter what, Zhao Ping will definitely protect herself.

And since Ye Chen is dead, even if Xuan Yuezong can blame, it is impossible for a dead true disciple to give up an elder who has made countless contributions and a promising genius disciple, right?

At this time, Zhou Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and mocked the otherworldly magic with a sarcastic expression:

"Come out! You bastard? Aren't you crazy? Why do you hide in this devilish energy like a dog and dare not come out?

Are you so afraid of fighting with your senior brother?

We have lost all the faces of our Xuanyue Sect disciples to you!

You lowly bastard, did you hear me when I called you out! "

Zhou Yan's ridicule not only aroused contempt from the audience for a while, but even those participating in the hidden world contestants and the disciples of Xuanyue Sect couldn't stand it any longer.

This guy is too unhuman, isn't he? Sealing the opponent with a forbidden object like the Sealing Demon Pill, and now clamoring for the opponent to come out?

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

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

"Oh, here I am."

Is that the voice?

Marven Ye's voice!

Death, the audience was dead silent, the audience's breathing stopped for a moment, and they stared at the almost dissipated magical energy for a moment.

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

He looked at the figure that faintly appeared in the thin demonic energy, and his pupils trembled.

Marven Ye?

Marven Ye 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 for a moment.

Not a hallucination! It's not an illusion!

Marven Ye 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, just before the demonic energy completely dissipated, a terrifying figure fell into the eyes of everyone.

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

He holds a head in his hands.

As if coming through the Nine Nethers, the Asura demon who is demanding his life.

But that's not the most eye-catching place yet!

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

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

It was the lingering fear on his face!

What Ye Chen is holding is the head of the Demon Race!

A terrified head!

Marven Ye, actually beheaded a Demon Lord clone!

On Ye Chen's icy face, facing Zhou Yan, he gave a penetrating smile and said hoarsely, "You, are you calling me?"

At this time, Zhou Yan was completely desperate. 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 made him fear!

Even though Ye Chen's breath seems to be weak and his whole body is seriously injured, Zhou Yan can't even think of fighting against it.

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