The chessboard is collapsing, and an unparalleled force easily destroys the chessboard space. Even the power of the chess soul for hundreds of years is still insignificant in the face of this terrifying force.

In the stunned silence of Yao Tianjun, the space broke open and they returned to the real world.

Mo Luo stood there in shock, with wounds everywhere on his body, and he was only a little bit killed by Yi Tiandao, the chess soul.

Behind Moro is a woman wearing a fox mask.

The woman was wearing a white witch suit and had a look of indifference, floating behind him.

Yao Tianjun frowned slightly, held the Demon-Slaying Sword, and looked at them as if they were facing a great enemy.

The weak voice of the chess soul sounded: "My Yitian Dao has been broken, and now I am powerless to help you."

"You have to be careful, there is a demon behind Mo Luo. And his strength is unfathomable."

After speaking, the chess soul disappeared.

Yao Tianjun didn't say anything and sighed. He held the Demon-Slaying Sword and burst out with extremely powerful power throughout his body.

At this moment, he realized that he was finished.

Although he could barely defeat Moral, he had no choice but to face the extremely powerful fox mask.

"Mo Luo, you are really embarrassing the Demon Lord."

The woman let out a sarcasm.

Mo Luo was speechless and gritted his teeth and said, "This Yao Tianjun is very extraordinary. I suspect he may be the saint himself."

"He wants to be mixed with fish eyes!"

The woman in the fox mask chuckled and said coldly: "It doesn't matter whether he is a saint or not."

"He must die here today."

"Okay." Mo Luo regrouped. Now he no longer looked down on Yao Tianjun.

I saw demonic flames burst out from his whole body and rushed directly towards Yao Tianjun.

The fierce battle broke out again, this time Mo Luo waved the magic flame in his hand.

The demonic flames were surging, burning Yao Tianjun's body wildly.

The flames kept burning in his body, and continued madly.

Yao Tianjun gritted his teeth and raised the Demon-Slaying Sword again, preparing to kill Mo Luo in one fell swoop.

Relying on the overwhelming strength of the demon messenger, he fought against the flames and then fell down with a fierce sword.

The power of this sword passed by with unprecedented power.

However, even such a terrifying sword could not shake Moluo.

Because Yao Tianjun screamed as soon as the sword fell, and his back was penetrated by a woman with a fox mask.

The woman's figure was elusive, and a terrifying sword had already pierced his body.

"What an incredible guy."

Yao Tianjun gritted his teeth and said in admiration. He waved the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand.

The next moment, the extremely fierce demon-slaying sword fell down like this.

The Demon-Slaying Sword swept across with a sword, and the extremely domineering power fell down like this.

The sword was extremely powerful, and the extremely cruel sword fell on the woman.

But the woman disappeared like a ghost.

"You really don't know how to cherish the fragrance."

Yao Tianjun didn't say anything and let the sword fall.

This sword did not hit the woman.

The woman's figure is very ghostly, and she seems to have mastered a special escape technique.

Yao Tianjun is now facing the two demons alone.

He didn't dare to be careless at all, he would die if he was accidentally careful.

But at this time, Teacher Ma had already rushed over and surrounded the two demons.

"We'll help you."

Yao Tianjun shook his head helplessly: "It's meaningless to let them leave."

"Even so, we must prove our attitude. We will never allow him to hurt our leader like this." Teacher Ma said gritting his teeth.

Others were in agitation.

"That's right."

"You will never be allowed to hurt our leader like this!"

"Go to die."

With the roar, the people rushed over.

"Don't!"

Yao Tianjun stretched out his hand and hurriedly tried to stop it.

But it was too late, and only screams were heard, and seven or eight people fell into a pool of blood.

Their strength is too weak, and these two demons are too strong.

"I order you to retreat quickly, you are no match for now." Yao Tianjun shouted firmly.

He didn't want to fight alone either.

But the Tiangong, an organization he has worked hard to create, is still in the space for growth and has limited strength.

Now, he is rashly fighting these demons, and he is just killing him.

In front of absolute strong people, quantity is meaningless.

This is even more so at the Huangquan show.

A ghost king can sweep away millions of ordinary people.

An evil spirit can kill thousands of ordinary people at will. It only takes enough time.

In the face of extremely powerful dark power. If you are not strong enough, then unity is strength but a joke.

Cattle and sheep are in groups, and beasts are all alone.

In the Huangquan Show, the Heavenly Palace is just a large number of people.

In terms of strength alone, it is not even considered the first hundred.

For example, the organization of the artifact plunderers is obviously pitiful, but has extremely elite members, so it is a powerful force that cannot be underestimated.

The blood continues.

Morrow vented his anger in his heart, and the woman next to him was also killing her.

Yao Tianjun's eyes turned red with blood, and roared angrily, and rushed towards Moluo.

His emotions were out of control, and he desperately waved the Demon-Slaying Sword, and used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique wildly.

The extremely terrifying Ten Thousand Swords Technique contains indescribable power.

The power of this sword passed by, and countless small swords formed, but even with such powerful force, it still could not kill Mo Luo.

The woman with a fox mask has a pair of demonic eyes. Any man who is watched by her will go crazy for her and fight for her.

The scene was in chaos, and Yao Tianjun shouted a few more words, and these talents retreated in a panic.

Even Teacher Ma was scolded by Yao Tianjun.

"Don't make meaningless sacrifices."

"Just watch from a distance."

Yao Tianjun's voice was tired and indifferent.

"Do we let you see you die?" Teacher Ma shouted.

"There's no way, that's the price."

Yao Tianjun looked indifferent. He knew that this result would be achieved since he obtained the fate of a pseudo-saint.

He was unwilling to be a substitute, but it was difficult for him to reject the power brought by the fate of a saint.

Maybe this is the price that must be paid, Yao Tianjun saw it very calmly.

"I won't agree."

"I don't want to say anything meaningless, live well."

Yao Tianjun glanced at Teacher Ma, looking neither happy nor sad.

Facing the two monstrous demons, he was no longer able to fight again.

As for Teacher Ma and the others, they can't help at all.

There are quite a few props on them, but it’s a pity that they are useless to deal with the two demons.

Seeing his appearance, Teacher Ma was left with regret. He gritted his teeth and said, "I just regret that my strength is too weak, everyone retreat!"
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