When Ye Qing was still at the ninth level of Emperor Wu, his speed was no worse than Elder Xuanji and others.

The Evil King's speed is not as fast as Elder Xuanji.

It is naturally very easy for Ye Qing to catch up with the Evil King.

The Evil King's face was extremely gloomy.

Smell the breath of death in the air.

Of course the Evil King doesn't want to die.

But he knew in his heart that with his strength, he might not be able to compete with Ye Qing.

"Ye Qing, you are a disciple of the Shura Palace. Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill a Shura Palace master?"

The evil king said in a deep voice.

There is a strong sense of threat in his tone.

Ye Qing smiled indifferently.

I didn't take the words of the Evil King to heart.

The next moment.

In Ye Qing's hand, the Shura Blood Sword shot out.

What a disciple of Shura Palace, it was just a deal between Ye Qing and a woman in red in the past.

Ye Qing never regarded himself as a person from the Shura Palace.

Ye Qing didn't know anything about the so-called Shura Palace.

The Evil King wants Ye Qing’s life, so Ye Qing will of course not let him go!

"The Flower of Evil!"

The evil king's face was gloomy and knew what happened today, so he couldn't do it anymore.

The only way is to fight Ye Qing.

"If you want to kill me, you have to peel off your skin!" The evil king smiled grimly.
Chapter completed!