The Demonic King Chases His Wife

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"Wrong?" Chu Yang suddenly had a terrible foreboding surge through his being.

Nangong Liuyun's mouth hooked up a cool smile, but he didn't say a word as he kept looking at Chu Yang.

The bad feeling in Chu Yang's heart became stronger. Lowering his head, he glanced at the communication amulet in his hand.

Every name on it appeared in gray.

Did that mean the information couldn't be sent out via the communication amulet? Chu Yang raised his head abruptly and trained a hateful gaze onto Nangong Liuyun. Two raging flames burned within his eyes! If it were possible, I really would not wait to rush up and cut this man into pieces!

Nangong Liuyun revealed an indifferent smile: "I'm really sorry, but I set up a barrier in the Temple of Abyss before coming in here."

"You!" Anger and bitterness surged within Chu Yang!

"Do you want to open the barrier?" Nangong Liuyun asked in a seemingly kind voice.

No kidding! Who wouldn’t want to open the barrier! Chu Yang glared at Nangong Liuyun fiercely. However, who would have thought that Nangong Liuyun would be so cooperative. From Nangong Liuyun’s large sleeve, a faint gust of wind whipped out before Chu Yang could see his communication amulet light up.

This…

Unexpectedly…

Excitement surged within Chu Yang’s heart, as he did not expect that Nangong Liuyun would be so stupid! Unconsciously, he wanted to continue the call! However!

"Bang—"

A light sound rang out, and Chu Yang found that his communication amulet was emitting smoke! The thin wisp of smoke came out, Chu Yang couldn't extinguish it even if he wanted to. He could only watch as his communication amulet burned into a piece of charcoal.

"You!!!" Chu Yang gritted his teeth!

Nangong Liuyun gave him hope, before forcefully taking it away. This was more painful than giving no hope in the first place! Red hot anger gushed out from Chu Yang's eyes, as he shot a hatred-filled glare at Nangong Liuyun, his hands clenched tightly into fists!

"You are making a fool out of me!!!" Chu Yang roared like a trapped beast.

“You’ve just noticed it now?" Nangong Liuyun spoke calmly, at a speed that was neither fast nor slow. He appeared to be doing so nonchalantly, yet also in a manner that expressed he was inevitably right.

Chu Yang: "…"

An explosion went off within Chu Yang’s head! His consciousness was eroded by rage, with madness taking over his mind! Before he could process his thoughts, Chu Yang had already started to rush towards Su Luo like a madman!!

He knew that he could not beat Nangong Liuyun. At the same time, he also knew Nangong Liuyun cared a lot for Su Luo. Therefore, he had summoned all of his strength to launch an attack at Su Luo!

The incoming palm contained earth-shattering might, possessing immeasurable power behind it! If Su Luo were alone, she would definitely not be able to escape the incoming attack.

However, a cold smile filled with contempt appeared on Nangong Liuyun’s face. His sleeves swept out gently like an autumn breeze sweeping across fallen leaves before ruthlessly sweeping a gust of wind towards Chu Yang.

Chu Yang’s palm force dissipated into nothingness, to the point where Su Luo didn’t even feel a slight breeze. The only thing she noticed was Chu Yang’s body shooting backwards like a kite with a broken string!

"Boom!!!"

A loud explosion sound rang out! That was the sound of Chu Yang landing on the ground.

This was followed up by cracking sounds. Those were sounds of bones breaking within Chu Yang's body.

When Su Luo looked over again, all the bones in Chu Yang's body had been broken.

Opening his eyes, he shot a confused look at Nangong Liuyun. It wasn't until the last moment before he died that he really understood why the people from the Thorn team couldn't even think of resisting when they were faced with Nangong Liuyun.

He was too powerful… He was so formidable that it would leave people in despair.

Nangong Liuyun was like a lofty, towering mountain, standing motionless in front of him, like a god with fluttering clothes.