Chapter 640

"What? Have you forgotten the scene where those Demon Lords of yours fell?"

"Do you want me to help you recall it!"

Chu Zhan became even more frantic,

his figure moving constantly,

and his fists swung out countless afterimages, as if countless fists were constantly launching attacks.

Especially the War Heaven Demon race expert in front of him, whose combat power was extremely strong,

making Chu Zhan take him very seriously.

Rip!

A figure suddenly appeared in the void behind Chu Zhan,

and the Boundless-grade artifact in his hand instantly pierced into Chu Zhan's back.

"Void Demon race!"

Chu Zhan looked at the one-armed Demon race member who appeared not far away again,

and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.