"I said, get out, do you want to disobey my orders?"
Chen Feng's face suddenly turned cold and said.
"The subordinates don't dare."
The demon king was startled, and immediately knelt down and saluted Chen Feng, and then left the hall with his subordinates with great worry, but he didn't go far, just outside the hall, and surrounded the hall layer by layer.
Now Chen Feng's identity is no longer the kid who entered the demon clan and opened his mouth and had nothing, but the demon emperor who ruled the entire demon world, and even the Yuntian Palace was destroyed if he said that it would be destroyed, even the demon king did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Chen Feng now.
With a "bang", the door was closed, and only Chen Feng and Ye Wushen were left in the main hall, Ye Wushen was probably the most surprised one, if he really besieged him today, even if he Ye Wushen's strength was monstrous, I am afraid it would be difficult to leave.
Chen Feng took out a cigar unhurriedly, and didn't bother to use the lighter, snapped his fingers, and with a snapping sound, a little white fire appeared on his fingers, Chen Feng lit the cigar, took a puff, and spit out a puff of smoke comfortably, making Ye Wushen a little wary of him, I don't know if the smoke he spit out is toxic.
"Don't be nervous, this thing is called a cigar, it's a good thing to refresh and relieve fatigue, do you want one?"
Chen Feng said to him.
Ye Wushen looked at the new Demon Emperor in front of him who had ruined Yuntian Palace with complicated eyes, making him hate him to the bone, and snorted coldly: "You dare to stay alone, what a big boldness!"
” "Hehe, I even dare to shovel your Yuntian Palace, why don't I dare to face you?"
Chen Feng said with a smile.
Ye Wushen's pupils contracted inadvertently, the reason why he didn't make a move until now, let the people of Yuntian Palace be slaughtered outside and was indifferent, whether he admitted it or not, he was indeed shocked by Chen Feng's strength, he couldn't see through it, and he couldn't understand that he was also a demon emperor, in other words, he had no confidence, or that his confidence was destroyed by Chen Feng with missiles.
However, Ye Wushen is Ye Wushen after all, not a cat or a dog, Ye Wushen can die in battle, but he must not run away in embarrassment, not to mention that he no longer has Yuntian Palace, even if he can survive, so what?
However, even if he Ye Wushen fell here today, he would not let Chen Feng have a good time.
Don't look at Chen Feng's calm look, in fact, he has no bottom in his heart, but sometimes he is a gambler, a reckless gambler, do you think Chen Feng really cares about the position of the Demon Emperor?
Of course not, the Demon Emperor is just a means for him to return to the Overhaul Realm, and becoming the Demon Emperor is just a matter of pushing the boat, and it is also not in his plan.
"You ruined my Yuntian Palace, even if I fight for this life, I won't spare you."
Ye Wushen looked at Chen Feng with a murderous voice.
"Each other, you are the palace master of Yuntian Palace, I don't dare to let you live, you live, I will sleep unstable every day, so today there are only me and you, let the two of us have a closed-door life and death battle, today we only have one who can walk out of this door, you lose, from now on there is no longer Yuntian Palace in the demon world, and there is no longer Ye Wushen.
If you win, this Demon Emperor is the shortest-lived and most unlucky Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm.
Chen Feng spat out a puff of smoke and said slowly.
"Good!
If you have the guts, today I, Ye Wushen, will make you the shortest-lived Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm.
"Ye Wushen has no way to retreat now, he can only fight.
"Each other, each other."
Chen Feng flicked the cigar in his hand, shook his neck and said.
The two of them stopped talking nonsense, as soon as they made a move, they intersected with each other with a sword and a sword, without any sound, only a cloud of colorful light erupted between the two sides, and Chen Feng flew backwards and fell against the wall, and Ye Wushen also took more than ten steps backwards before his footsteps stabilized.
In this round, Chen Feng and Ye Wushen did not win favor, they each retreated, which can be regarded as having a certain understanding of the strength of the other party, and it can be regarded as a tentative attack.
Some low-level cultivators often find it very strange why the higher the strength of the people, the more simple and primitive they are when they fight, but instead there are no more colorful and earth-shattering, and the chic scenes of flying swords flying all over the sky.
That's because their strength and cultivation are not at a certain level, and they can't understand it, you know, the more powerful people are, the easier it is for them to fight, and they won't waste on those useless moves at all, and people of their level like Chen Feng and Ye Wushen are competing to test their understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, not those moves that are revealed on the surface.
Chen Feng stood up from the ground, and with a move of his hand, the knife that came out of his hand just now returned to his hand, only to see that there was already an extra gap on the blade, which made him feel distressed.
This long knife is a treasure given to him by Gongsun Wei Liao, but he didn't expect that the treasure in Ye Wushen's hand is not inferior to his long knife at all, fortunately, Ye Wushen's long sword also has a gap on it, which is finally a comfort, otherwise Chen Feng would really cry to death, but he didn't get nothing, at least he roughly figured out Ye Wushen's cultivation and strength.
Although Chen Feng didn't want to admit it, Ye Wushen's cultivation was indeed much stronger than him, if they fought fairly, the person who lost in the end would definitely be Chen Feng, but don't forget, Chen Feng is a king of open-mindedness, his cultivation is not as good as Ye Wushen, it doesn't mean that his strength is not as good as Ye Wushen.
"Good!
It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure, hahaha......
Come on, Ye Wushen, let's decide life and death with one move.
The knife in Chen Feng's hand spun around and pointed at Ye Wushen and laughed loudly.
"Humph!
Ignorant child, let me send you to hell today!
Ye Wushen also roughly figured out Chen Feng's strength, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky.
"Come on, it's useless to talk more."
Chen Feng didn't want to talk too much nonsense with him, so he slashed directly with a knife, the simple sword light was like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens, and Ye Wushen also stabbed a sword at Chen Feng, his movements were as slow as an old woman's footcloth.
In their eyes, if there were outsiders, they would definitely be shocked to find that Chen Feng and Ye Wushen had not moved at all, nor did they not move, but they couldn't see the speed of the two of them at all.
Chen Feng's sword had no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, and Ye Wushen's sword also carried the belief of killing Chen Feng, and with a "clank", a strong wind suddenly blew in the hall that covered their eyes, blowing up the clothes of both of them, while Chen Feng and Ye Wushen were motionless, as if time had stopped.