This fluttering little sword made the Demon Commander feel heartbroken!

However, his body was sealed, and even if he tried desperately to resist, it was of no avail. His soul was roaring unwillingly, but no sound could come out.

"Master...Master..."

Mo Shuai just twitched his lips slightly and made the mouth shape of this word.

Yi Yun shook his head slightly: "Your master is waiting for you in Huangquan. If you want to find him, I will send you there."

What...what!?

The Demon Commander's eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and at the next moment, the sword of law had penetrated into the Demon Commander's eyebrows.

At that moment, the Demon Commander felt indescribable pain. He did not die immediately, but seemed to have fallen into the eighteenth level of hell, suffering all kinds of torture.

"The sword of fate and reincarnation. This sword is the cause and effect you have created. Just accept it slowly."

As Yi Yun spoke, he casually lifted the time restriction. The Demon Commander's body twitched and he fell heavily from the air.

Boom!

The Demon Commander's heavy body smashed into pieces on the ground, and his body twitched continuously until after ten breaths, he slowly lost his life.

This time may seem short, but the Demon Commander has endured a hundred lifetimes of pain. His facial features have become distorted, and the muscles and bones on his body have violently twitched until they are broken into pieces.

The devil is dead!

Yi Yun took another look at the other demon servants. These demon servants were all direct subordinates of the Demon Commander, and their strength was even greater than that of the original Demon Commander.

But facing Yi Yun, everyone was frightened.

Before they could make any reaction, Yi Yun's gaze shot through, like a sharp sword, it penetrated the souls of these demon servants.

The eyes of all the demon servants immediately lost their luster. They fell from the air like a pile of rotten meat and died immediately!

The boy in sackcloth stared blankly at Yi Yun. The scene in front of him was like a dream.

He couldn't believe that a being as powerful as the Demon Commander, who could suppress the super strong men who joined forces with several Guiyin God-Kings in Guixu, was killed as casually as a chicken.

And the other demon servants of the Half-Step God King killed them all with just one thought, without even taking action...

What kind of terrifying strength is this?

Not only the young man in sackcloth, but also everyone in the venue was shocked. The huge square where thousands of disciples originally gathered was now silent.

Everyone was looking at Yi Yun. Some people had already remembered something and frequently looked at the huge sculpture in front of the square.

This man in black is somewhat similar to Yi Yun's sculpture, but not exactly the same.

Is it really...Yi Yun?

However, Yi Yun had not left Guixu for too long, and he was chased by the Ancestral God. How could he have such terrifying strength after just so many years?

Moreover, he said before, "Your master is waiting for you in Huangquan. If you want to find him, I will send you there."

Could this mean that the ancestor god had been killed by Yi Yun?

Many people have this idea in their minds, but they simply cannot believe it.

Until then, a loud laugh broke the silence in the field

"Hahahaha! Boy, I knew you wouldn't die that easily. You're back. If you don't come back, I'll be sucked into you, old man."
Chapter completed!