Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 118 Why can your eyes speak?
Choosing Beast King Canyon as the fishing spot was also a well-considered decision.
The high mountains on both sides rise into the clouds, like a natural prison.
The rocks are thick and difficult to destroy, which can prevent the fish from escaping to the greatest extent.
What he didn't expect was that the terrain here was too complicated and extremely unsuitable for closing the net. Wang Chen cursed inwardly.
"The terrain here is too complicated and difficult to chase."
"This guy is pretty slippery!"
The pursuers behind him had the same trouble.
finally.
The view in front of me gradually opened up.
A regular circular valley appears.
There are many such places in the Emperor's Mind Space, most of which are occupied by the leaders of creation.
However, now there is nothing in the valley, and it looks like a stadium surrounded by mountains on all sides.
This is a good place! It is suitable for collecting the net.
Wang Chen's eyes lit up and he took the lead and stepped into the valley.
"Haha, the Beast King Valley is ahead. It's a dead end. The Beast King inside has been killed long ago. Jiang Yu can't escape even if he has wings."
Behind me, I heard voices from far away.
Boom!
There was a loud noise.
Shortly after Wang Chen stepped into the Beast King Valley, the canyon behind him suddenly exploded violently.
The rubble on both sides of the canyon fell down one after another, and huge rocks as big as hills rolled down from the middle of the mountain with a sound like thunder.
Even a powerful demon master who had undergone such a trial had to avoid the sharp edge of the giant rock.
"What's going on?"
"Is there anyone to pick up Jiang Yu?"
"No, someone wants to eat alone!"
Chaotic shouts mixed came out, and in an instant the canyon was blocked by huge rocks.
"Who ruined my good thing!" Wang Chen was furious.
He had been acting for a long time, but unexpectedly someone intervened.
He was not worried about an ambush here.
On the contrary, he was worried that the fish did not gather together. If he exposed his strength, wouldn't it scare away a group of fish?
This way.
Unexpectedly, a man in black waved at him stealthily.
Wang Chen resisted the urge to kill the man in black with a sword and walked over with a stern look on his face.
"Who are you?" Wang Chen looked at the man in black in front of him with confusion. He was tall and thin, wearing black clothes and a mask, like a black bamboo pole.
"Don't worry about who I am. If someone didn't ask me to do this, I wouldn't care about your life or death." Zhugan was very impatient.
"Entrusted by someone?"
"You are from Tuoku City." Wang Chen thought for a moment and said.
He had entered the inner city of Tuoku City and was very familiar with the aura of the soldiers training there. This man was obviously a master who had practiced in the inner city of Tuoku City.
There was a look of surprise in Zhugan's eyes.
"Hmph, my illusion array can't stop them for long, but I can save you, on the condition that you stay away from Miss Suzuka in the future and never appear in front of her."
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"What kind of cliché is this?!" Wang Chen was speechless.
"Why did you save me? Did Su Lingxiang ask you to come?" Wang Chen asked
Zhugan's eyes flashed with surprise.
This look shocked Wang Chen.
You have a pair of eyes that can speak like this, and you're still wearing a mask!
"You don't need to know this." Zhugan said in a way that made things even more obvious.
"Then why did you save me?"
Wang Chen was silent. The cultivation level of the man in front of him was indeed strong. He might even be stronger than Kong Junnu back then. But Kong Junnu was obviously no longer the protagonist of the inheritance trial. There were many people who were stronger than him. Why was this man so confident?
"Hmph. Just relying on my reputation as Tuoping." Zhugan said proudly.
“You may be famous, but are you sure that you can be recognized even if you cover your face?”
Wang Chen frowned and looked at Tuoping, deeply doubting his IQ.
The man was wearing black clothes and a mask, obviously trying to hide his identity, but he casually said his name.
There was surprise in Zhugan's eyes again .
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Wang Chen put his hand to cover his forehead.
"Big brother, I'm very happy that you came to save me, but you alone can't save me, because among the pursuers, there are at least one or two... three people with demonic power similar to yours."
Wang Chen said as he sensed three huge groups of demonic auras approaching rapidly within his consciousness.
"Impossible! You don't understand my level of strength at all, you are just a frog in a well..."
"Oh no, it's too late, you are seeking your own death." Tuoping's face suddenly changed while he was denying it. His figure moved to the side and disappeared into the air in an instant.
He actually has some accomplishments in the art of invisibility.
"People can be saved, but idiots can't. You're so stupid that you can't say so much nonsense. I can't save you even if I want to. When you die, don't forget to tell others that you died because of your own stupidity. Also, don't get close to Miss Suzuka after you die."
Tuoping's voice came floating in the air.
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"Who is the one who talks so much? What a strange flower."
Wang Chen complained in his heart as he walked into the canyon.
It's time to close the net.
Under the shadow of a huge rock, Tuoping, who seemed to have merged into the air, hunched over, squinted his eyes, and looked at Wang Chen who was strolling in the garden, cursing in his heart.
"Stupid."
Boom!
The large rock at the valley entrance broke into countless pieces and flew everywhere.
Countless figures appeared in the dust and fog.
"There he is!"
"Hahaha, I told you he can't get away. This is basically a dead end."
Excited voices came from the crowd.
"Don't come over here!" Wang Chen's face was full of panic, like a rabbit forced into a corner by a big bad wolf.
He was on full alert and slowly backed away.
With every step he took, the grinning demons in front of him would take a step forward.
Soon, this vast canyon was filled with various monsters.
Some are tall, some are short, some are fat and some are thin. Some hold knives, some hold swords, and some hold huge hammers.
At first glance, it's pitch black, which makes people feel terrified.
Opposite this group of monsters, there was only a trembling Wang Chen.
His height was below average among the demon race, which further increased the fierce contrast in momentum between the two sides.
"Who's going to go up?"
Whoever kills him will obtain the inheritance.
The demons seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding long ago, and did not rush forward all at once.
Any demon with a little bit of intelligence would understand that even in the chaos, if they took Jiang Yu's life, they would be chopped into meat paste by the angry demons in an instant.
"I, Hu Dajin, have bought his life. I will give each of the brothers present one hundred thousand demon stones."
A bearded demon holding a ghost-head sword shouted loudly.
Suddenly, there was a murmur of discussion.
There are nearly 200 monsters present here, and if each of them counts 100,000, that is 20 million.
"Hu Dajin, do you think we are beggars? One hundred thousand each. If you don't have money, don't step forward and get out of here."
"Brothers present, help me kill Jiang Yu. Ten million each!" A demon with a fat belly shouted.
Wow!
"Ten million per person? 200 demon tribes means 2 billion demon yuan stones. This number is not a small amount for ordinary genius demon tribes."
"I'm willing to help you!"
"I am willing too!" Some demons have already expressed their opinions.
Since killing Wang Chen is like trying to pull a chestnut out of the fire, it is better to take some money and live the rest of his life without worries about food and clothing.
Seeing everyone's support, the fat demon showed joy, but his smile suddenly froze on his face.
Hehehehe!
The sharp laughter was like the sound of metal friction, floating down from the sky and piercing the eardrums.
The demon tribe, who were so excited just now, became silent as if blown by a gust of cold wind.
