Villain: The Demon Emperor obeys and kills the protagonist

"Oops!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man's expression changed suddenly, and he felt flustered as Mo Wunian locked onto him the looming aura.

At this moment, he had received Yang Jian's blow forcefully, and his blood was surging inside and outside his body, and his situation was extremely bad.

Inside and outside the physical body, there are still lingering thunderbolts surrounding him, constantly extinguishing his vitality.

If this terrifying and inexplicable force cannot be expelled in time, and it is allowed to wreak havoc, the physical body in the late stage of Heshen Realm may not be able to last for too long.

"The methods of these demonic remnants are truly terrifying!"

Wei Ran thought of the middle-aged man, and cold sweat gradually oozes from his forehead.

Fortunately, it wasn't the remnants of the Demon Realm in the late Heshen Realm who came to pursue him.

It was Mo Wunian who was in the middle stage of Heshen Realm.

Although he was unexpectedly regarded as the master by the Demon Realm remnant in the late stage of Heshen Realm, it is still a real middle stage of Heshen Realm.

Although the middle-aged man is not in good condition at the moment, he doesn't think that he has no chance to escape from the hands of a mid-stage Heshen Realm.

Although the method of the mid-stage Heshen Realm of the remnants of the Demon Realm is strange, it is much stronger than any existence he has ever seen in the mid-stage of the Heshen Realm. Realm, comparable to the strength of the strong in the late stage of Heshen Realm.

But that's just enough. Although there is a one-letter difference between the middle stage and the later stage, the gap is far wider than imagined.

"You can't keep me."

The middle-aged man said in a hoarse voice, and he shot a few taboos into the flesh of his body, forcibly suppressing the raging Thunder Snake.

Wait until out of danger, and then gradually clear.

When Mo Wunian heard his words, he didn't make a sound, but a mocking smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

Then, the pupils of the middle-aged man shrank suddenly, and his figure suddenly rolled to the side.

The next moment, the place where he was was suddenly pierced by a huge black sword, and the blade penetrated into the soil, splashing thousands of dust in an instant.

The middle-aged man was as vigorous as a monkey, and he slapped his palm on the ground with a bang, raising his figure high.

He knew that if he stayed on the ground again at this time, he could only continue to be passively played by Mo Wunian.

Although he is confident that he will not be taken down by a mere remnant of the Demon Realm in the middle of the God Realm, but he is in an abnormal state at the moment and must not fight for a long time.

He didn't even have the heart to get entangled with Mo Wunian, he just wanted to escape.

In fact, why didn't he understand that he was an abandoned son thrown out by Shi Lao.

It was precisely because of this that he was even more unwilling.

Same as Shi Lao, he also mastered the secrets of Demon Realm.

As long as he can bring it back to the city of Bolan, the benefits he will get will be no less than Shi Lao.

But the premise is that he can leave alive.

When Elder Shi proposed to separate and leave, he was aware of the risks involved, but fortunately, he made the right bet.

Although Yang Jian's combat power is unparalleled, he is only in the late stage of Heshen Realm, no matter how strong he is, he will not kill him in an instant.

However, Shi Lao is higher than himself in terms of realm and cultivation base. If he is allowed to go away, I am afraid that the secret of the Demon Realm will be revealed.

That's why he gambled according to Shi Lao's will, betting that the strong man in the late stage of Heshen Realm would not personally come to deal with him, betting on this chance of survival.

Looking at it now, he was betting right.

Although Mo Wunian was equally troublesome, at least he didn't have the almost suffocating horror of the demon powerhouse in the late stage of Heshen Realm.

But at this time, his figure was raised layer by layer, and quickly penetrated above the clouds.

"Huh? Didn't keep up?"

At this moment, he subconsciously looked back and looked down, but there was no movement.

And in the perception of his spiritual consciousness, Mo Wunian's figure was suspended in the previous position from the beginning to the end, without the slightest movement, as if he was allowed to leave.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!"

At this moment, a lingering ominous premonition began to rise in the middle-aged man's heart, which made him feel chills running down his back and his hair stand on end.

And at this moment, a heavenly gate suddenly appeared in the sky above him.

As soon as the Tianmen came out, thousands of rays of light burst out immediately, piercing into his eyes, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes with grinning teeth.

At this moment, something happened suddenly, and his tall figure suddenly stopped.

"This is?"

He looked at the heavenly gate that came up suddenly above him, his mind went blank, and when he realized it, his face suddenly changed, and his figure wanted to back away!

At the very moment, a giant golden hand poked out from the Tiantian Gate and slapped him hard in his direction!

Boom!

Under the terrifying force, the vast clouds in the entire sky were blown apart with a single palm, and disappeared in smoke.

The vast void presents a spider web that is deeply sunken.

With one palm, the middle-aged man didn't dodge, and was the first to bear the brunt, throwing his figure like a kite with a broken string.

"disease!"

Mo Wunian looked up at the sky, squinted his eyes slightly and hit out several taboos at the same time.

In an instant, in the void behind him, four Zhanjin tiger-headed guns flew out one after another, flashing with purple thunder, and shot towards the direction of the middle-aged man.

Under that palm, the middle-aged man was caught off guard and caught off guard, staring at the stars. Even his physical body, which was as strong as the late stage of Heshen Realm, cracked and cracked, and was on the verge of collapse.

However, before he could complain, four Zhanjin tiger-headed spears came one after another.

At this moment, he wanted to turn around and avoid it, but due to the heavy physical injuries, he was already unable to obey, and could only watch helplessly as the four Zhanjin tiger-headed guns pierced his body and sent him flying.

If he hadn't turned his head to avoid it at the critical moment, he might have been pierced through the head, wiped out his consciousness, and fell completely.

But even so, his situation has taken a turn for the worse, and his figure is nailed in the void, unable to move.

And those four Zhanjin tiger-head guns tightly restricted the movement of spiritual power in his body, it can be said to be completely sealed.

"Hateful!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth fiercely, with a frenzied expression on his face, flashing a decisive look.

Hearing a puff, Wei Ran broke off the limbs pinned by Zhan Jinhu's spear, leaving only his torso to flee away.

But at this moment, Mo Wunian's figure holding the Nether giant sword suddenly blocked his way.

At this moment, Mo Wunian's face was indifferent, and his deep eyes were leisurely looking at the body in front of him, without any disturbance.

He didn't say a word, but in the middle-aged man's desperate eyes, he slashed the Nether giant sword in his hand.

Zheng!
A sword light crossed the sky like a crystal clear thin line, and the sharp sword intent split the world into two halves

And in it, half of the middle-aged man's body was finally annihilated, came to an end, and drifted away like smoke and dust.

And his consciousness had already been wiped out by Mo Wunian's sword, and there was no possibility of escape.