A middle-aged man in a robe curled up lazily on the leather sofa with his eyes closed, like a cat napping in broad daylight.
He has waterfall-like black hair that reaches his waist.
His face is also very attractive.
This person is none other than Tian Yixiao’s eldest brother, Tian Yixian.
Below him, a young man stood respectfully.
This man is surprisingly the son of Chen Xiang, who appeared in the Jiangnan Martial League before and almost put Long Miaomiao to sleep.
At this moment.
A person hurriedly came in from outside. This person was from the Tian family.
He came in and said: "The eldest son, the Demon King and An Xiaoyue met and appeared near Jiangzhou Longya Experimental Base. The vanguard of the Demon Slaying Team has surrounded them, but according to the strength of the two of them, it shouldn't take long."
Tianyi remained motionless at first, not even moving his eyelids.
Chen Xiang's son next to him said: "Master has known about this for a long time. You can go down!"
"But......"
"Master has already made arrangements and is waiting for the final result."
The man was suddenly startled, looked at Tian Yixian with eyes full of awe, and quickly bowed and backed away.
After a few seconds.
Tian Yixian suddenly said: "Ling'er, let Shiba Tianqi take action. Today, I will see the corpses of the Demon King and the female marshal! I don't have time to waste here. It's really boring. Just crush a few ants to death."
, all laws and rules are all rubbish in the face of absolute strength."
"Yes, master!"
...
Jiangzhou Longya.
"There's a fight over there in the laboratory building, and a suspected commander appears there."
"What commander? Chen Yan is just a lackey of Japan and a traitor of Yanhuang. The current commander is called Jiang Qingyu. Don't call him by the wrong name in the future. Calling him wrong once is a mistake. Calling him wrong twice is dereliction of duty."
"Qian Fu... Humph, I don't believe that the Demon King will be Japan's lackey. These are all one-sided words."
"He knows people but not their hearts. The video evidence chain is all vividly displayed in front of us. I can only say that he is very good at acting."
"Okay, everyone is dispatched to the experimental building to support the demon-slaying team. We can't let the big demon escape."
Many people in Jiangzhou Longya chose to believe Chen Yan and did not believe that he was a traitor.
However, the number is really not much.
When the ironclad evidence is in front of you, and when everyone around you is accusing that man, your firm belief will be shaken, because otherwise, you will be regarded as an alien, an accomplice of that man, and targeted by others.
...
Bamboo forest near the laboratory building.
Chen Yan's murderous intention was like a rushing tide, with the potential to destroy the world.
Even the female marshal couldn't hold him back.
"Da da da——"
The innate Qi flew through the bamboo forest against countless barrages.
"kill!"
The huge Zhenyuan bricks, like mountains falling from the sky, smashed an armored vehicle in an instant. Chen Yan felt extremely sad and angry, and only the death of the enemy could wash away it.
"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom——"
He is extremely fast.
Too fast.
It was so fast that the human eye could not catch his movements.
One, two, three...
Armored vehicles were destroyed one by one.
This is simply a murderous god in the world, a giant beast from the wild.
Those members of the demon-slaying team didn't wake up from a dream until this moment when they faced the true terror of the demon king. They originally thought that no matter how powerful the demon king was, he was just a mortal warrior. With so many hot weapons and so many people, they could only kill one of him.
Isn’t it easy? Maybe you will kneel down and beg for mercy all of a sudden?
But when things came to a close, I realized how stupid it was to join the demon-slaying team.
"Die!"
"If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed!"
"Buzz——"
Soul attack, large area mental shock.
Ordinary people and ordinary warriors simply have no ability to resist such powerful mental interference.
The guns in their hands were all aimed at their heads.