I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 295 He and the Demon Lord are two pieces of trash

Then the Demon Lord was knocked away for a distance by Yan Ping's palm and hit the rock directly, leaving a clear mark.

Him: "..."

No wonder he died suddenly before he could use anything every time he was revived. With such strength that could even knock away He Xu, it was normal for his body to be easily destroyed.

But in this comparison, it seems that the host He chose is such a waste.

And just at this moment, Yan Ping came again, his scarlet pupils never changed, his attention was only on Him.

His eyelids twitched, and he no longer stimulated the Wuwang Haiqi in Yan Ping's body as he did before. Instead, he raised his hand and made a seal, then summoned black puppet threads from this body and directly reached out to Yan Ping's limbs.

At this time, Yan Ping only had the instinct to kill, and everything that could move was his target.

He paid no attention to the puppet threads released by Him. His pale palms were wrapped with his own spiritual energy, and he went forward without dodging or evading.

His eyes lit up with joy, and the puppet thread quickly closed again in an instant, forming a long, sharp black needle that pierced Yan Ping's fist.

At this time, the Demon Lord came out from the rocks with difficulty, his cold temperament disappeared without a trace, and he looked at Yan Ping's expressionless and indifferent face.

He shook his hand that had just received Yan Ping's attack. Even at this moment, his arm was still sore.

He had already used 70% of his strength in the previous attack, but was still knocked away without any resistance.

Then look at his weapon made of puppet silk.

The Demon Lord looked gloomy, and one could guess without even looking at him that he was going to lose.

His strength lies in control. This kind of direct confrontation is no problem for him to deal with Qingzhou's people, but this person...

The Demon Lord looked at Yan Ping again, and a long-lost hint of fighting spirit rose in his eyes.

When he was young, he was just an ordinary demon cultivator in the Demon Realm, but he walked step by step to where he is today and became the Demon Lord who commands the Demon Realm.

This was partly due to His merits, but it was also inseparable from His bellicosity.

Aspire to be strong and become strong.

He conquered the Demon Realm bit by bit, and when he was at the peak of his strength, he was forced to stay in seclusion in a forbidden area for many years, unable to go out at will.

I finally got away once and then I met this person.

No wonder he was obsessed with turning this person into a puppet, he deserves it.

The attacks of the two people in front of him finally collided.

There was no shock wave, no force spread, but it only lasted for a moment.

The puppet threads that held him together were instantly destroyed and cut into pieces.

Seeing this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank.

A large knife suddenly appeared in the Demon Lord's hand, and he raised it diagonally to block Yan Ping's hand.

With just one contact, the Demon Lord felt as if he had crashed into an immovable mountain.

He was once again forced to step back to relieve himself.

The good thing is that Yan Ping was finally stopped, and Yan Ping's attention was also focused on the Demon Lord.

The empty gaze seemed to indicate nothing, yet also seemed to indicate everything.

The next moment, the figure in front of him disappeared instantly.

The Demon Lord's pupils shrank and he instinctively raised his knife in front of him.

He was blown away by a totally unstoppable force. Only then did he see Yan Ping suddenly appear in the same place where he was just now. At that moment, Yan Ping's figure disappeared again.

While he was still in mid-air and had no time to turn around, another huge force came from behind and hit his heart directly.

The Demon Lord's heart tightened, and he reversed his breath and tried his best to turn over, blocking it with his long sword again. This time he flew backwards again and clung to the rocks.

When Yan Ping instinctively wanted to take action again, He came again.

The puppet thread in one hand was no longer as hard as before, but turned soft and temporarily entangled Yan Ping.

The Demon Lord dug himself out of the rock again at this time. There was blood on his lips that had not been wiped off. He looked at his weapon, the long sword, which had two obvious fist marks on it. He fell silent.

He yearns for the strong and wants to become a strong man, but he doesn't want to be a dead man at the hands of the strong.

This person was obviously not someone they could handle.

"Do you really think you can control such a person and turn him into a puppet?"

His face didn't look very good now. The puppet string used to entangle Yan Ping kept breaking. In addition, since his puppet string was broken by Yan Ping's attack just now, he had a bad guess.

"Stop talking nonsense. He is at his weakest now. If we can't catch him now, we will all die."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and led Yan Ping towards the blood pool.

Yan Ping has obviously lost his consciousness now, so he should be easy to deceive.

He had set up a formation in the blood pool, a very special formation. As long as he could restrain Yan Ping for a moment and allow his puppet threads to invade his body, the rest would be easy.

The Demon Lord paused for a moment, then took action. No matter what, they were one.

But facing Yan Ping, who had lost his consciousness and was only vicious, this process was very difficult.

After struggling for half an incense stick of time, he still couldn't lead the person over. He changed his body more than a dozen times. The Demon Lord's face turned completely pale and he spoke while gasping for breath.

"What did you do to him before?"

He had just changed his body and revived, "I just made him feel pain..."

He was stunned and felt pain.

He suddenly reacted and turned to look at the Demon Lord, "Did you bring the jade seed?"

The Demon Lord didn't even look at Him, "No."

Him: "..."

He began to look for the body he had possessed before. There was a storage space inside, which contained the jade seeds he had brought as spares.

The reason why Yan Ping is so fierce now is most likely because he is in pain. As long as he can calm the person down to the point of trance, he will be able to attack him.

He had really underestimated Yan Ping's fighting ability before. He didn't expect that even the Demon Lord who had reached the Hexu realm could not suppress him.

After escaping again, he finally got the jade seeds. The moment he got them, he threw them all to Yan Ping.

Yan Ping did not hide, his scarlet, empty eyes were always on him.

That was the moment when those jade seeds fell into his body.

A large amount of spiritual energy from the Wuwang Sea was released, quickly calming the restless Wuwang Sea steam in his body.

The endless pain like a tide suddenly stopped, and even the pain in the sea of ​​consciousness was reduced a lot.

Yan Ping paused visibly, and waves began to appear in his desolate eyes.

In just two breaths, his consciousness was freed from the pain, and at the same time he received the memory of his unconscious actions just now.

Look at him and the Demon Lord now they are almost seriously injured.

Yan Ping: “…”

His first thought after waking up was, it's over.

These two pieces of trash can't stop him. When the last few days of Chaoyue come, Qingzhou will be ruined.