The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1496
This is also the reason why the Yan family can always remain mysterious in the empire for thousands of years.

Others do not know.

What is the power of the Yan family that is different from spiritual power and original power.

Young Master Yan was sitting on the chair with a smile, his pair of pitch-black peach blossom eyes were like the starry sky in the dark night, shining bright stars.

The boy sat there, like a king inspecting the territory.

handsome.

Extravagance and elegance.

Invisibly, there was a cold and domineering aura surrounding her.

"This handsome can give you another chance."

Yan Tao casually knocked off the chair with his fingers, and smiled cunningly: "This is the last time, you should take good care of it."

The fake Yantao stood amidst the howling ghosts and wolves.

The screams were so shrill that it made him tremble all over.

The unknown is always the scariest.

He closed his eyes abruptly, and opened them suddenly again the next moment, gathering energy on his right fist, and slammed fiercely at the group of demon souls gathered in one place.

With a cold voice, he shouted: "If I can kill you the first time, there will definitely be a second time!"

"boom!"

This fist.It smashed firmly on several hideous faces.

Those semi-illusory monster faces instantly exploded in the air like broken glass.

It turned into countless light spots and dissipated completely.

The voices of howling ghosts and howling wolves around Fake Yantao seemed to be a little lower.

It's just that he hasn't fully exhaled the breath he just let go.

The monsters that had been shattered into countless petals in front of him turned into faces again, laughing arrogantly at him.

"...Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

"You can't kill us..."

"I will haunt you forever..."

"Holding you..."

The cold laughter echoed in this space.

Fake Yantao only felt that the temperature around him was getting lower and lower.

He punched out with some unbearable punches.

This time, there was no pause in his fist.

Punch after punch.

A punch is faster than a punch, and a punch is heavier than a punch.

only……

That fist, which was completely capable of smashing rocks, passed through the body of the demon soul.

Physical attacks are useless.

Young Master Yan, sitting on the chair calmly, with a half-smile on his face, looked at the fake Yan Tao who was beating the demon soul like crazy.

Don't speak anymore.

Wait until all the strength in the fake Yantao's body is gone.

He retracted his fist with some exhaustion, and staggered back a few steps.

Reaching out to support the table, he barely stabilized his body.

However, when he moved, those ghosts also moved.

The sinister laughter kept echoing in his ears.

The fake Yan Tao panted heavily, and looked at Yan Tao opposite him involuntarily.

Thinking of what she just said,

From then on, these demon spirits would follow him every minute, every second, every moment.

Like a gangrene attached to the bone, like a shadow, the ghost lingers...

Just thinking about such a life made him feel chills involuntarily.

In the past, it was fine to not see these things, but I felt that the temperature around me was a little low.

When he really saw it, even though he crawled out from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, he couldn't help but shudder.

Fake Yantao clenched his fists: "What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple, tell me the old emperor's plan."

"...You put them away first."

Fake Yantao spoke in a low tone.

"can."

Young Master Yan flicked his left hand, and the sword light of the Seven Star Sword flashed past.

(End of this chapter)