The terrifying murderous intention turned into a vortex of true energy, pulling hundreds of feet of spiritual energy, forming an energy vortex.
Although the black mist wielded by the Crying Face Messenger was extremely extraordinary, it was still torn apart by Ye Chen instantly.
"Hades is so powerful?"
The Crying Face Messenger's face changed drastically, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.
This black mist is something that the Weeping Face Messenger has tempered with the souls of thousands of people. It is born with extremely strong resentment.
Even gold and wood would never be torn apart so quickly in such a short period of time.
The power of the Lord that Ye Chen displayed made the Crying Face Messenger extremely horrified.
Leave quickly.
The Crying Face Messenger knew that today's mission was a failure, so he made a decisive decision and turned around and fled outside.
"Want to leave?"
A strong killing intent flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.
If Ye Chen dared to attack Su Xiyue, there was no way Ye Chen would let the Crying Face Messenger slip away like this.
Once a powerful assassin who is comparable to a master escapes, the consequences will be disastrous.
Ye Chen's body did not move, but his right fist was already swung out.
Dazzling white light shone from Ye Chen's fist, and it was like a sun appeared in the hall, emitting dazzling white light.
When a group of ordinary people not far away saw this white light, they seemed to be looking directly at the sun, with tears in their eyes involuntarily, and they subconsciously closed their eyes tightly.
With the appearance of this white light, the Crying Face Messenger suddenly felt a life and death crisis in his heart, and his face suddenly changed drastically.
As one of the nine great protectors in the world, the Crying Face Messenger has a wide range of knowledge. In addition to Ye Chen, the King of Pluto, he once had the honor to see the sun god Apollo take action.
However, the martial arts skills released by Apollo at that time were far from as magical as Ye Chen.
A mortal's boxing skills can compete with the sun and the moon. This kind of martial arts has exceeded the expectations of the Crying Face Messenger.
If he hadn't blocked this punch, his life would have been decided here today.
The Crying Face Messenger let out a loud roar, and a darker black mist instantly spread out and turned into a ferocious grimace.
The ghost's face was as dark as ink, emitting a black light. There were screams and roars mixed in the ghost's face. Looking faintly, there were ferocious ghosts appearing on the ghost's face.
Jin Mu's pupils shrank slightly, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.
This ghost face is not made of true energy, but a large vengeful spirit composed of groups of vengeful spirits.
How many people must be killed to condense so many resentful spirits?
"A Hundred Ghosts Walk at Night."
The Crying Face Messenger shouted loudly, and countless ghosts roared towards Ye Chen's punch.
"Such a vicious technique cannot be tolerated by you today."
Ye Chen said with an indifferent expression, the dazzling white light was like the sun, colliding with the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts of the Crying Face Messenger.
The violent air flow spread out in all directions, and cracks appeared on the walls of the hall, which was about to collapse.
Countless expensive tables and chairs were turned into ashes under this force.
"The Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is my trump card. Even if you are the Lord God, I don't believe I can't even stop you."
A sinister look flashed in the eyes of the Crying Face Messenger.
Regarding this trick of Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, the Crying Face Messenger is extremely confident.
Although the cost of using this move is extremely high, the intensity is also extremely high.
He once used this move to withstand a blow from the Chinese Grandmaster, and then hid away.
As long as the Hundred Ghost Night Walk buys him a breath of time, the Crying Face Messenger is confident that relying on his concealment method, Ye Chen and Jin Mu will never be able to catch up with him.
But at this moment, the strange sight in front of her made her pupils shrink suddenly.
Countless fierce ghosts among them, under Ye Chen's Yuan Power, let out bursts of screams, just like white snow appearing in the hot sun and being directly evaporated.
"How is this possible?"
The Crying Face Messenger trembled all over, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
"You actually used a evil spirit like Li Gui in front of me."
A flash of sarcasm flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.
The Yuan Power in his body is naturally full of vitality, and has a strong restraint effect on these evil spirits that resemble evil spirits.
If the Crying Face Messenger had used another trick, Ye Chen would not have been so relaxed.
In just an instant, the ghostly face was blown away by Ye Chen with a punch.
The dazzling white light continued unabated and directly hit the crying face messenger's chest.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Crying Face Messenger was directly punched away. Then, with the help of this force, he suddenly fled outside.
"You can resist me and not die with one punch?"
A look of surprise flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.
With his current strength, even an ordinary grandmaster would probably lose his combat power if he resisted even one punch from him.
Unexpectedly, the Crying Face Messenger still had the energy to escape.
The nine great protectors of the human world are indeed not simple.
"Xiyue, wait for me here. Master Jin, I will leave this place to you."
Ye Chen left a word, then moved and disappeared.
Jin Mu looked at Ye Chen's retreating back, his eyes full of shock.
The Crying Face Messenger left Longteng Villa and fled frantically outside.
Ye Chen's strength is so strong that he has no desire to fight at all.
"Damn it, when I go back, I must execute all those rubbish who investigated the information."
The face of the Crying Face Messenger was extremely gloomy.
It took him several years to condense so many resentful spirits, but he didn't expect that most of them would be wiped out by Ye Chen today.
Even if he manages to escape alive this time, it will probably take him several years to recover.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the Crying Face Messenger were full of resentment.
"I'm afraid you have no chance."
Ye Chen's voice suddenly floated in the ears of the crying face messenger.
Then the void in front of the Crying Face Messenger distorted, and Ye Chen's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
The Crying Face Messenger instantly stopped, looked at Ye Chen with an ugly face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hades, there is no deep hatred between you and me in this world. Today, you let me live.
I will definitely give you a big gift in the future."
"You are qualified to negotiate terms with me? If the nine giants in the world were here, maybe you would still be qualified to negotiate terms with me."
Ye Chen sneered, a sarcastic look flashed in his eyes.
"You..."
A look of anger flashed across the face of the Crying Face Messenger.
"Do you really want to fight to the death?"
The Crying Face Messenger took a deep breath and shouted loudly.
"You are not qualified to fight me to the death, but if you can answer a few questions, I may be able to give you a way out."
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"What's the problem?"
The Crying Face Messenger gritted his teeth and said.
"I heard that the giant in the human world in Asia is called No. 3. As the protector of the Asian branch, you should know the identity of No. 3. If you tell me the identity of No. 3, I may consider sparing your life."
Ye Chen said with a smile.
When the cry-face messenger heard this, his expression froze involuntarily.