Gabriel and Lucifer were like emotionless machines, and their expressions did not change.

However, the elders of the Atlantean clan were furious, and they scolded in Old Norse, which was not fluent.

The next moment, the old man didn't turn around and run away without the slightest drag.

Yang Yan directly ignored them.

The space around him distorted, and his body blurred.

When he reappeared, he was already on top of the fleeing Manhattan.

Swish!

Starry Night unleashes an unrivaled edge to lock on to the target.

Feeling the danger above his head, Manhattan didn't intend to sit still, even if the battle was chaotic.

Roar!

With a beast-like roar, his body began to change violently.

On the surface skin that originally belonged to humans, black meridians like ancient words appeared, as if crawling with earthworms.

In the blink of an eye, countless black scales grew on the skin at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In less than half a minute, Manhattan had become a strange creature that was half human, half demon.

His face was hideous, his mouth was spitting demonic energy, and his eyes were bursting with murderous intent as if they were substance.

Roar!

With another beastly roar, the transformed Manhattan raised two cyan claws that still had some of the appearance of human arms, and struggled to grab at the sword above his head.

The claws were so fast that they brought up a cyan afterimage.

Yang Yan slapped a sword, and even the powerful demon body of the Abyss Demon Lord couldn't stop it.

Not to mention Manhattan, which is half-human, half-demon.

Click-

The sword slashed, and the two front claws were instantly cut off, and they fell to the ground weakly.

However, Hamanton knew the horror of the young man in front of him, and naturally he didn't expect to be able to block the resolute sword of killing intent.

He just wanted to use it as a cover for his soul to escape.

At his point, the body is not so important in the first place.

What's more, at the moment of life and death, he can't care a lot.

The two front claws were severed, and a pale white shadow escaped from Manhattan's transformed half-human, half-demon body.

If you look closely, the front end of the shadow is what Manhattan looks like.

After this soul shadow broke away, Manhattan's body did not lose its ability to move.

Instead, he launched a counterattack against Yang Yan even more desperately.

Although he lost his most offensive forelimbs, the demon's body quickly grew dense with sharp bone stubble.

Demons are a race born for war.

All of their physiology is also designed to fight.

With the innate physical advantage, with the same strength, no one dares to ignore the counterattack of this physical body in defiance of destruction.

But in front of Yang Yan, this so-called counterattack is a bit insufficient.

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows, used his fists and feet together, and the starry night that bloomed with brilliant brilliance in his hands rolled up a streamer.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Manhattan's incarnate demon body turned into a mess of minced meat.

At this time, Yang Yan had already sensed that this demon body had become a puppet that had lost its soul.

It's just that I don't know what kind of means Manhattan used, after the soul is separated from the body, it can still maintain its actions against the enemy, and its strength has even more than doubled.

For such a change, Yang Yan was not the slightest surprised.

With Manhattan's cunning nature, it would be surprising if there was no way to save his life at hand!

At this moment, Yang Yan's belief in killing Manhattan was even stronger.

If this fang is not removed, there will be endless calamity!

The blue light flashed in his eyes, and the world in Yang Yan's eyes once again transformed into a monotonous black and white world.

Manhattan conceals his breath with a secret technique, and the imperceptible soul is clearly seen in his eyes.

"Come here!"

Yang Yan stared at Manhattan's fading soul, and a low roar came out of his throat.

His voice was a little strange except for the intonation, and it didn't feel much to others.

But in the mind of the fleeing Manhattan soul, it was like a thunderbolt exploding overhead, shaking his consciousness for a while.

The soul, which was originally close to nothingness, began to show its shadows.

A huge sense of fear enveloped him, and the movement of running away instantly froze in mid-air.

Yang Yan didn't have any extra nonsense, and a black iron chain of pure energy condensation ejected from his hand.

Phew-

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the chains instantly wrapped around the soul state of Manhattan as if consciously.

"No!"

Feeling the special oppression of the soul on the chain, Manhattan let out an unwilling roar.

Of course, despite his despair, he did not sit still, and spat a few obscure incantations from his mouth.

As the last syllable of his mouth fell, dark clouds rolled in the otherwise clear sky, and the sky and the earth went dark.

Among the clouds, dots of silver flickered, and bursts of thunder resounded in the sky.

Thundered!

Immediately after, several bucket-sized razers slashed down from the sky.

The target was the black iron chain released by Yang Yan.

It's just that in such a battle, Yang Yan was also a little dumbfounded.

Manhattan's efforts in soul cultivation were somewhat beyond his imagination.

The low roar I heard just now was a secret technique called Soul Suppression Roar, and it was a method of catching ghosts and subduing demons.

It may not be useful against normal enemies, but it has a surprising effect against ghosts.

Although this is just a technique that Yang Yan learned boringly, with his realm, the power is comparable to that of a top-level Xuanmen Taoist.

But if he roared down, Manhattan's soul not only did not suffer substantial damage, but also launched a counterattack, which is a bit unbelievable.

It must be admitted that Manhattan's soul strength is not half a star stronger than that of people of the same strength.

But that's all.

The thunderbolt summoned by Manhattan not only did not stop the castration of the chain, but instead surged black light on the surface of the chain when it hit it.

Rumble!

A huge devouring force surged out, absorbing these lightning energies to a hundred, seven, eight, eight.

It's a long story, but it's just a breath or two.

The chains ignored the lightning thunder that cleaved in the sky, and through the layers of space, several circles wrapped the soul of Manhattan in death.

No matter how hard he could, the soul body still couldn't move.

Yang Yan shook his hand, and the iron chain wrapped around Manhattan's soul crossed an arc in the air, and quickly received it in front of him.

When the chain contraction stopped, Manhattan's soul body floated right in front of Yang Yan.

"Impossible, impossible! How could I fail! How could I fail......"

Looking at the young-looking face that was close at hand, the soul body of Manhattan screamed hysterically like a madman.

It's a pity that Yang Yan didn't give him more time to vent.

With a thought, the black light of the chains wrapped around Manhattan's soul flourished.

Ahh

With a terrible scream, his soul quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yang Yan's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed in his heart and shouted at the same time.

(End of chapter)