Seeing that Murong Yuxuan's people were stopped, Zhou Yan smiled coldly, and his figure flashed again, appearing behind Ming Mo, and the dagger in his hand swiped towards Ming Mo's back again.

Another wound was added to his back, which made Murong Yuxuan's beautiful eyes tremble, but Ming Mo still looked calm, looking at Zhou Yan coldly.

Here, the four old black men were fighting, and over there, Lei Mian and others also rushed over, seeing that Ming Mo was covered in blood, Ling Zhen and Yan Hao had happy smiles in their eyes, while Lei Mian was angry, and Luo Xi, who looked indifferent, also frowned.

"Deacon Meng, Deacon Ding, go up and stop them for me, he is a respectable enemy, I will never allow him to die so undignified!"

Seeing Zhou Yan, who was teasing Ming Mo like cat and mouse, Lei Mian was furious and shouted loudly to the two temple deacons behind him.

"Your Highness, this is a matter for the Hades Temple, can we meddle?"

A deacon looked at Lei Mian with an embarrassed face and hesitated.

"Let you go, if there is anything to do, this hall will bear it alone!"

Seeing the hesitation on the faces of the two, Lei Mian said with an angry face.

"Yes, Your Highness the Son of God!"

Seeing the anger on Lei Mian's face, the two knew that Lei Mian was really angry, so they nodded and rushed towards two of the twelve underworld envoys.

"Hmph, two more nosy ones, go and solve them!"

Seeing the two deacons of the Thunder God Temple rushing over, Zhou Yan sneered and said to the two underworld envoys on the side. With a cruel smile, the two envoys who were called by Zhou Yan flashed and stopped the two deacons of the Thunder God Temple, and without saying a word, they fought directly.

"There aren't many people here today, and they can't save you, so you just die obediently!"

Zhou Yan glanced at Lei Mian and Murong Yuxuan coldly, then turned his face to look at Ming Mo, and said in a sinister manner.

After speaking, there was a little emptiness under his feet, and he appeared in front of Ming Mo again, the dagger in his hand was like the fangs of a beast, stabbing at the heart of Ming Mo's chest, he didn't plan to play anymore, he wanted to kill Ming Mo.

Seeing the panicked expression on Ming Mo's face, Zhou Yan's heart was full of happiness, he couldn't dodge his own blow, he was finally able to kill him, and the shame of three years ago could finally be washed away.

The sharp dagger stabbed at Ming Mo's chest with a sharp black light, but would Ming Mo really be killed by Zhou Yan? The answer was no, Zhou Yan didn't notice the evil that flashed in Ming Mo's eyes.

The dagger pierced into Ming Mo's chest, and there was no feeling of stabbing the flesh, as if it was pierced in the air, so that the smile on Zhou Yan's face instantly condensed, looking at the figure that slowly dissipated in front of him, Zhou Yan's pupils shrank, and he just wanted to make a move, but he felt a sharp pain coming from his back.

His body trembled, Zhou Yan looked down at the long sword that came out of his chest, his eyes were full of questions, why? Why did he still have such a fast speed, wasn't he already seriously injured and had no strength to fight again? Why could he still dodge his own attack and kill himself?

"Never underestimate any of your opponents, do you really think that I let you slaughter before, is it really powerless to fight back? That's because I'm recovering the source power, let you relax and give you a fatal blow, so you didn't die in my hands, but died in your own carelessness, this scene is so similar to three years ago. ”

There was a cold voice from behind him, which made Zhou Yan's eyes widen, and he looked unwilling, he was right, how similar it was to the scene three years ago, three years ago, when the three underworld envoys assassinated him, it was because of their carelessness that he killed one person like this, but he didn't expect that three years ago, he would still die in his hands like this.