Chapter 1934

"Damn it, why is he running!"

Mo Shazi's expression was cold; he did not understand why Gu Nie fled directly.

Although he had heard of Jun Xiaoyao's name, it was his first time facing him after all.

He did not yet know what kind of terrifying despair it was to face Jun Xiaoyao.

So he thought that if the four of them united, facing Jun Xiaoyao should be no problem.

And Futu Yan's expression was also very ugly.

Because the Futu Saint Clan was almost wiped out by Jun Xiaoyao single-handedly.

Wan'er was also seeing Jun Xiaoyao for the first time.

Although there was a fleeting amazement in her eyes.

But more of it was wariness.

After all, this Young Master of the Yun Clan, the leader of the Confucian Sect, was not a kind person.

Looking at this situation that was almost instantly overturned.

Even Fan Qingdeng could not have imagined it.

Those four people could suppress her to this point.

But as soon as Jun Xiaoyao arrived, one was scared away directly.

The remaining three were also extremely wary.

In terms of influence and deterrence, she and Jun Xiaoyao were really not on the same level.

"I have to say, Doomsday God Sect, you have great courage."

"I think the Ba Clan appearing in the Three Saints Space should also have something to do with you," Jun Xiaoyao said in a flat tone.

"So what if it does?"

Mo Shazi made himself calm down and looked at Jun Xiaoyao.

He was a genius of the Abyss Emperor lineage of the Doomsday God Sect; although not the top evildoer, he was not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry.

"Really arrogant."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled indifferently.

He reached out one hand, his fingertips as if holding a chess piece, falling from afar.

Immediately, within the Square Inch Universe, ten thousand feet of law waves were stirred up.

Vast law light surged, as if turning into chess pieces one after another, covering the sky and earth, surging out toward Mo Shazi.

"Attack together!"

Mo Shazi shouted sharply.

Although he and Wan'er belonged to different factions, they were at least both people of the Doomsday God Sect.

Now they should be united against the outside.

Wan'er also knew the seriousness of the situation and also made a move.

And Futu Yan, his eyes also carried blood-red.

He and Jun Xiaoyao already had the hatred of clan extermination.

Originally, Futu Yan also planned that after becoming the new Demon Lord of the Doomsday God Sect, he would go find trouble with Jun Xiaoyao.

Who would have thought that Jun Xiaoyao would come to his door now.

The three of them attacked together, resisting Jun Xiaoyao's Square Inch Universe.

But...

Was it useful?

After a wave of strength improvement in the Xuanhuang Universe.

Jun Xiaoyao now, even among forbidden-breaking geniuses, is an existence that leads the way.

And the move Square Inch Universe, the more laws one comprehends, the stronger the power.

Up to now, Jun Xiaoyao has comprehended a full four hundred laws.

At his realm, it is basically an existence with no predecessor and no successor.

Therefore, the outcome of this confrontation was obvious.

Mo Shazi's figure was fiercely repelled, spitting blood.

No matter what divine ability of the Doomsday God Sect he displayed, there was no way to resist.

The gap in strength between him and Jun Xiaoyao could not be compensated for by any divine ability, means, or treasure magic tool.

Finally.

Under the terrified gaze of Wan'er and Futu Yan.

Mo Shazi's body split like a chess piece and was thrown out of the field.

Dying artistically and strangely.

Even Demoness Wan'er, who was used to all kinds of slaughter, felt a chill rise in her throat when she saw this way of dying.

A famous genius of the Abyss Emperor lineage died just like that.

What does this represent?

It represents that she, Demoness Wan'er, could also easily fall into Jun Xiaoyao's hands just like this!

Seeing Mo Shazi fall so easily.

Fan Qingdeng was also slightly shocked.

She asked herself, in a fair state, she could also suppress and kill Mo Shazi.

But it was absolutely impossible to kill him casually like Jun Xiaoyao.

After killing Mo Shazi, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze looked at Futu Yan and Wan'er.

Futu Yan, this chess piece that had been arranged since the beginning of the Xuanhuang Universe.

It had indeed experienced a long time before being harvested until now.

"Wan'er, what should we do now?"

Futu Yan and Wan'er gathered in one place, their faces pale, their tone terrified.

Before, he was a playboy young master himself.

Even if he obtained the Demon Lord's origin, it was impossible to change his personality immediately.

So at this moment, this feeling of being near death made Futu Yan terrified.

Wan'er was already anxious and restless at this moment.

Seeing Futu Yan's stupid, cowardly appearance again.

The anger she had been suppressing finally could not help but erupt.

"You idiot, do you have any backbone as a successor to the Demon Lord?"

Wan'er was truly furious.

How did she end up with such a coward?

How did he obtain the Demon Lord's origin? Did he pick it up?

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao could not help but chuckle.

"Interesting, it seems this chess piece Futu Yan has added a lot of trouble to the young lady," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"What, chess piece?"

Wan'er's expression froze.

Futu Yan's expression paused even more.

He remembered that when he first obtained the Demon Lord's origin, he had picked it up by chance.

Futu Yan widened his eyes, and a chill rose on his spine.

He looked at Jun Xiaoyao, who had a faint smile, unable to believe it.

"Oh, do you understand now? It's a bit late," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"What do you mean, could it be..." Wan'er looked at Futu Yan.

"No, impossible, I am the Demon Lord's successor, I am the person of destiny!"

Futu Yan shouted, channeling the power of the Demon Lord's origin within his body, wanting to break through the shackles of the Square Inch Universe like Gu Nie.

However, the next moment.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and beckoned.

The power of the Demon Lord's origin within Futu Yan's body immediately detached from his body and hovered in Jun Xiaoyao's palm.

This scene made the expressions of the two women, Wan'er and Fan Qingdeng, freeze.

"This... how is this possible!"

Wan'er's pupils shook violently, not daring to believe it.

That is the Demon Lord's origin; how could it be easily controlled by someone?

If there is only one possibility, then it is...

Wan'er's breathing was rapid, her mind roaring, as if ten thousand thunders were rolling!

This conjecture made her scalp numb, hard to believe!

"Everything you have was given to you by me."

"And the reason you were able to live until now is also because of my mercy."

"So Futu Yan, you should thank me for letting you live a little longer."

Jun Xiaoyao had a smile on his face.

Under the gaze of Wan'er, Futu Yan, and Fan Qingdeng.

The mass of Demon Lord's origin that detached from Futu Yan slowly merged into Jun Xiaoyao's body.

Futu Yan's body shivered, his face pale, his body trembling, almost suffocating.

"It was you, it was you all along..."

Futu Yan's mood at this moment was indescribable.

No matter how stupid he was, by now, he understood everything.

It turned out that from beginning to end, he was a chess piece in Jun Xiaoyao's game.

And he had never noticed it, foolishly thinking he was the person of destiny.

Even dreaming the beautiful dream of becoming the Demon Lord and ruling the Doomsday God Sect.

And now, the dream is shattered.

The clown was actually himself!

"So you were the one..."

Wan'er also could not believe it at all, her lips trembling.

"That's right, Futu Yan was just a chess piece set up by this young master."

"I am the true owner of the Demon Lord's origin!"