"Young man, don't seek death! Do you want to protect the demon?" Zhao Xing, who crushed the jade plaque, suddenly became full of confidence. He looked at the young man standing in front of the girl, no longer as timid as before.

"What I just crushed was the sound transmission jade talisman. Without a stick of incense, there will be strong people coming here to suppress you and the monsters behind you. This commander will advise you to surrender!"

"Snatch it? Haha!" Hearing such words came out from the mouth of a person in the early stage of the Divine Encyclopedia Realm, Ye Chen felt that it was ridiculous. He pinched the hilt of the sword in his hand and said coldly: "No need to have a stick of incense, I can kill you all. As for you, Qingyin is a demon..."

Looking at the girl behind her who was covered with strange spiritual energy, Ye Chen just frowned, then came to his senses and said seriously: "It's impossible!"

After saying that, as soon as the young man stepped on the ground, the breath of Lingxuan exploded from the ground, and his whole body, with the sword, pierced straight at the speed of lightning and fire.

"It's stubborn!" Zhao Xing saw that Ye Chen had already taken action first, cursed angrily, took a step forward with his knife, and accumulated strength to face the battle.

But before he could do his driving, the sword and the people were close to him within three steps, and he was about to stab the sword in his heart. Z.br

"Move!" In a panic, Zhao Xing shouted.

His body was instantly activated by an external force, and he directly changed positions with a officer and soldier behind him.

In a hurry, Yi Rong's sword directly pierced the Yulin Guard officer and soldier who had been replaced, and instantly cut off his vitality.

Drawing the sword and opening and closing, Ye Chen sneered, "I only know how to hide? I also want me to surrender?"

"Arrogant!" Zhao Xing was furious and retreated into the crowd, not forgetting to continue shouting: "Everyone is here to me! What's the use of you no matter how fast you are? Only one sword, what can you do!"

After pushing several officers and soldiers, Zhao Xing raised a slight smile on his lips and retreated to the end. It seemed that in his opinion, Ye Chen was already a fish on the knife board and would definitely die!

However, just as he was complacent, a sword light suddenly shook past his eyes. Just as he was confused, the boy in black appeared half a step ahead of him, with a faint expression and expressionless face.

"You are obviously in the same place as me." Zhao Xing stared at the extreme and said in surprise: "Why are you so fast?"

"Are you fast?" Ye Chen said calmly: "Maybe, otherwise you wouldn't have been touched by the sword blade and didn't even react."

"Sweep your neck? What are you talking about..." Zhao Xing's lips looked contemptuous.

But before he finished speaking, he felt that his breath could not breathe for a moment, and a faint pain came from his neck to the brain nerves.

He looked down and saw a pile of blood flowing across the brocade robe and official uniforms. The position that his eyes could not reach had been torn apart by the sword blade, and the bones were stained with blood!

"You!" Zhao Xing raised his arm, stretched out his fingers with difficulty, and stared at Ye Chen tightly.

The sword of return was sheathed, Ye Chen took a step back, and the Xuangang Seal broke through the wind and shook Zhao Xing back more than ten steps, and into the Yulin Guards who were about to charge.

"Sir!" Someone immediately discovered Zhao Xing, who was in great tragedy, and shouted in surprise.

All the Yulin Guards came to their senses, and in an instant, they were panicked and discarded their armor. The originally orderly officers and soldiers flew around like a group of headless flies.

"The demon killed someone!"

"Mr. Zhao was killed by the monster!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

The long street in the north of the city became a battlefield of the end of the world for a time, and everyone was fleeing everywhere with fear.

Ye Chen stood there, his eyes passing through the panic, and fell straight on Qingyin not far away.

He took a step forward.

At this moment, Xingying's voice suddenly sounded deep in her heart, "Your maid seems to be really a demon."

After a pause, Ye Chen's eyes twitched, but his eyes were still firmly locked on the girl.

Looking at Qing Yin, who was shrouded in strangeness and supported the ground with both hands, obviously suffering from pain, he said in a deep voice in an incredible tone: "How could she be a demon..."

The earth in the era of the revival of spiritual energy can be seen everywhere.

It is a kind of creature that seems to have always coexisted with humans. It can be traced back to thousands of years since the beginning of the vast world.

But although it is coexistence, humans still use the reason why "if not one of our race, their hearts will be different", and have never stopped for thousands of years.

In Ye Chen's first impression, these are common sense. He also has prejudice against monsters, not only in theory, but also in reality.

The spiritual energy is revived, and the spirits are in conflict.

On the entire earth, demons were the first race to start practicing and killing their fellow travelers by any means when pursuing ancient opportunities.

In Ye Chen's view, it is precisely because the demon clan kills practitioners on the same road frequently that the wind of demons prevails, which eventually leads to the struggle between humans due to greed.

A demon is a demon!

From the beginning of birth, a demon is infuriated with the idea that he can survive by killing. In the troubled world, it is a habit of the demon clan from beginning to end!

"Qingyin..." Ye Chen clenched his fingers into a fist, and his altars were bitten to death. "She has lived in the Ye family since she was a child, how could she be a demon!"

"Whether you believe it or not, she is really a monster, and those demonic auras are not something that ordinary monsters can possess. They seem to be very likely to come from that place." Deep inside, Xingying's tone was indifferent. She knew that Ye Chen was a monster to Qingyin and could not accept it at all.

Therefore, at this moment, she could not show any emotional fluctuations to prevent it from affecting Ye Chen's own judgment.

The dark eyebrows frowned slightly, Xingying's beautiful eyes closed, resonated with the world, and after sensing it, he said, "Also, ten miles outside Yunhe City, a strong man at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm is coming. Now the secret technique needs to be adjusted. I am afraid that there is no way to help you stop the strong man at the peak of the Purple Mansion. There will be no time left for you..."

"There won't be too much time..."

Xingying's voice finally fell, constantly rushing in his mind. Ye Chen's gaze never moved away for more than half an inch. He stared at Qingyin, and his ups and downs were so loud that he could even hear it himself.

No one knows whether he struggled or how long he had struggled.

He clenched his fist again, and while taking the second step, he leaned forward and ran towards Qingyin.

The girl leaning over to support the ground seemed to feel the breath coming to her face. She raised her head with difficulty, her eyes were vast and unconscious, and the corners of her eyes were bright red like blood.

But when she saw the figure running towards her at first sight, she couldn't help but murmur, "Young Master..."

Ye Chen heard this subtle sound in the dust, and his eyes were blurred and wet, "Don't be afraid of Qingyin! I'm here!"

At this moment, everything in the world seems to be still.

The boy approached the girl, staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.

He bent down halfway and reached out to pick up the girl.

But at the same time, thunder and fire flashed in the sky, and with the loud bang and deafening sound, a vigorous sound slowly rose.
Chapter completed!