Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 1067 Demon Race?

"Hand over the treasure. Although you will definitely die, I can guarantee the lives of those people from the Sword Sect. But if you wait until those people come... Huh! You should think clearly."

As he said that, Mo Anyan stepped forward, stepped on Fang Chen's head, and stomped him back to the ground, "You have three breaths to think about it, if the time is over, I will sacrifice you directly." Sacrifice, maybe you don’t know what sacrifice is? That’s a very interesting thing.”

"First of all, your soul will be devoured. This process is extremely painful but it is extremely long for you, but don't worry, it is actually just a blink of an eye, and then your body will rot and turn into a A pool of blood..."

"Although this battle armor is flawless, doesn't it still have the two holes where the eyes are? At that time, I will pour out you who turned into blood from those two holes. In this way, Guiyuan Sword and this battle armor will return I'm..."

"I don't believe it. When you are dead, this treasure will still deny me as master. After all, I am much better than you. The difference between cloud and mud, I don't think this treasure should be so stupid that I don't know how to choose." ?”

Mo Anyan spoke to himself, but the original gloomy and stern expression on his face was replaced by an evil intention unconsciously, and a pair of eyes revealed a seductive glint, as if he had lost focus It seemed that he was watching something fascinated.

At this time, Mo Anyan exuded a strange aura, and even the surroundings seemed to be affected by him, and the entire mountain forest looked gloomy.

But Fang Chen, who was stepped on by him, didn't notice this at all, just like Mo Anyan didn't notice Fang Chen's stunned expression at all.

Sacrifice?He said sacrifice? !

Isn't the sacrifice from the Demon Race?In order to gain power or other things, they will choose to sacrifice, just like in the previous life when Fang Chen fought against the demons, he saw that the demons were about to be killed by him, but that man was Suddenly he said something, and then his injury healed instantly and even his strength soared.

Although this situation didn't last long, the demon clan suddenly turned into powder, but Fang Chen's shock at that scene is still fresh in his memory even now.

Because that time, such an accident almost cost his life!

But Mo Anyan mentioned sacrifice just now, and his tone was not just trying to scare him, but he really planned to do so...

Thinking of this, Fang Chen turned his head vigorously so that he could see Mo Anyan, so as to make sure of something from his face, but Fang Chen was stunned again.

This this!

Even Fang Chen didn't realize it, when he saw Mo Anyan's strange expression at this time, he trembled unconsciously.

Mo Anyan...he...is he a demon? !

Do not!how can that be!

Fang Chen, who has fought against the demons countless times, has a deep memory of the inexplicable pride of the demons, and the demons have always been proud of their strong bodies, and despise the fragile bodies of the humans from the bottom of their hearts. So they will definitely not turn into the appearance of the human race.

Besides, this is the Cangqing Continent. Even if a demon race is willing to become a human race, it is absolutely impossible for him to be safe and sound until now. What's more, Mo Anyan still lives in the Jiugong Gate all the time, and it is under such a high-profile situation.

Then...then there is only one situation, Mo Anyan is possessed!
Do not!That's not right, if he is possessed by a demon, then it is impossible for Mo Anyan to maintain a clear mind, and he still has an unmistakable purpose and precise calculations, not to mention the look on his face now... it is clearly the demon race. some……

"Um……"

A sudden pain on his face interrupted Fang Chen's thoughts, and when he came back to his senses and looked at Mo Anyan again, he saw that the original strange expression on his face had disappeared, and it had changed back to before. The winning ticket is in hand.

"What? Already trembling with fear?"

Mo Anyan looked down at Fang Chen with contempt and mockery on his face, "Is it useful to look at me so angry? Blame myself for being too weak and stupid, oh yes, I still have no brains!"

As he said that, he kicked Fang Chen away again, and the contempt and banter on his face disappeared, and turned into a cold murderous intent, "The time for three breaths is up, and you still have one last chance to choose."

As if he had never heard of Mo Anyan's words, Fang Chen stared at him relentlessly, as if he was going to swallow him alive. From Mo Anyan's point of view, this was purely because Fang Chen was in the current situation and was seriously injured. The weak who suffer this humiliation but have no choice but to behave.

But he didn't know that Fang Chen had no intention of humiliation at all at this time, but only endless hatred and anger, because everything about his parents, even the previous life, was all caused by the demons!
They are all demons!And he doesn't want to have a banquet!How dare he... dare to...

Just when Fang Chen was so angry that he was about to lose his mind, the voice suddenly sounded in his mind made him startled again.

At the same time, Mo Anyan, who was looking at him with a gloomy face, seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and suddenly raised his head to look somewhere, and the corner of his lips slowly curled into a sneer.

But before the sneer spread on the corner of his lips, Mo Anyan's face suddenly became ugly again.

"They're here, Mo Anyan, you still miscalculated..."

Seeing Mo Anyan's complexion changing rapidly, even though his whole body was in pain as if being crushed, Fang Chen's lips still curled into a sneer, there was a lot of hatred and anger in it, and of course... There was also a trace of sadness .

"boom!"

"Stop him? Nonsense! Since you are shameless, I will sacrifice you now!"

But before Fang Chen finished speaking, Mo Anyan kicked him away angrily, and raised his hands as he spoke viciously.

"Wait!"

Seeing that Mo Anyan seemed to be muttering words when he raised his hand, Fang Chen ignored the constant surge of pain, and immediately interrupted him with a low drink with all his strength.

"You want to ask for mercy now? It's too late!"

Even if Mo Anyan didn't change his mind, after all, it was too late now, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, but the effect Fang Chen wanted was achieved by making him pause for a while.

Before Mo Anyan could start talking again, Fang Chen took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Manshan, do it!"

Almost at the moment when Fang Chen yelled loudly, a figure suddenly rushed out of the grass not far behind him, holding a long sword the size of a door panel in both hands and swinging it by his side. Mo Anyan.

(End of this chapter)