Chapter 775: Judgment Without Talking

"No one is going to bother us anymore. ”

After the Demon Lord said this, he coughed.

His cough was like the echo of a waterfall in a deep valley, deep, far away, and the mountains and rivers that covered his face were slightly distorted.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "Your injuries are much more serious than when you were in Hanshan. ”

Countless years ago, the Demon Lord was defeated by Zhou Du's husband, and he was seriously injured and never recovered, and he sneaked into the Cold Mountain that year to drink Chen Changsheng's blood to heal his injuries. On the way back to the old city of snow, he met the White Emperor who had been waiting for a long time on the snowfield.

That earth-shattering battle caused both him and the White Emperor to lose, which indirectly led to the rebellion two years ago.

Later, he was knocked down into the abyss by the black robe and the demon marshal, and although he was rescued by Nanke at great risk, his injuries were even more serious.

He has been a demon lord for thousands of years, and in fact, he has been a wounded or sick person for thousands of years.

Now his strength is only less than one-fifth of his heyday to be exact, and it seems that he can defeat the siren with his sleeves in the past, but if it is changed to before, where does he need to stretch out his hand? The most important thing is that his current injuries are so serious that he may die at any time, so he is in a hurry to find Chen Changsheng...... Eat.

The Demon Lord said indifferently: "Even if the injury is more serious, I don't have many opponents between this heaven and earth. ”

Chen Changsheng knew that this was the truth, looked at the scabbard in his eyes, and said, "But now you have no way to threaten me anymore." ”

Anwar and the general had already been sent into the Zhou Garden by him, and even if he died at this time, the Demon Lord would have no way to kill them.

This fact allowed him to stop worrying about Squeak's safety for a while, and his mood was calmer.

Tonight, the demon clan has lost such a strong man as the siren, as long as he burns all his flesh and blood into green smoke before he dies, then the demon lord will definitely die.

He is the Pope, but he is still very far from the sacred realm, and it is a good deal - for the Terrans.

The landscape on the Demon Lord's face suddenly became cold, as if it had changed from watercolor to ink: "You want to kill yourself?"

Looking at the frightened ants crawling out of a cave in the charred ground about three feet in front of his right, Chen Changsheng said, "This can only be the case. ”

The Demon Lord pointed to the string of stone beads in his hand and said, "You have another choice. ”

Chen Changsheng knew what he was talking about and shook his head.

At the beginning of the war, he had imagined that he could take refuge with the help of Zhou Yuan or the Aoba World, but now he had abandoned this idea.

First of all, it was easy for the Demon Lord to grasp the traces of the passage through space and take advantage of the way to enter.

This risk is not big for others, but he is facing the Demon Lord, you must know that many years ago, the Demon Lord once entered the Zhou Garden, and took away a Heavenly Book Tablet, I believe that it is the broken tablet used by the siren just now, and at this time it has been turned back into the small stone seal tied around the Demon Lord's waist.

Secondly, when he was in Hanshan, he had already confirmed that at such a close distance, it was very difficult to carry out spatial travel in front of the Demon Lord.

In the end, Chen Changsheng was reluctant to take risks.

Even if there was only a slight risk of being captured by the Demon Lord, he couldn't accept it.

- He can only negotiate, and of course the basis of negotiation is that he has the determination to really die, and he can clearly feel it to the Demon Lord.

Then he can't have the idea of borrowing Zhou Yuan to take refuge, and he can't have any idea at all.

The Demon Lord said, "I won't let you die. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "I have been studying Taoism since I was a child, and I have been cultivating for several years, which is very difficult, and now I can at least ensure that I don't know how to come, but I know how to go." ”

The Demon Lord said, "Even if you die, I may kill many people in order to vent my anger?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I said that I never had the delusion to save sentient beings, I only cared about everyone I could see. ”

"Really? You seem to have forgotten something. ”

The night wind was wild, and a stretcher floated out of the ruins by the lake, and extremely skillfully crossed the forest sword formation woven by thousands of swords, and landed at the feet of the demon lord. The young formation master on the stretcher was still unconscious, and there was a faint blue intent under the dark skin of his face, as if he might die at any time.

"It's real, you can see the specific person. The Demon Lord didn't even glance at the stretcher, stared at Chen Changsheng's eyes and said.

As he spoke, the night covering his face deepened, and the landscape added a little more color.

Chen Changsheng was a little helpless.

He originally thought that this negotiation would be like what Tang Thirty-six had said before, with some conditions for each other, and then what would happen.

Unexpectedly, the other party directly showed the bottom line to himself at the beginning.

He is really not good at negotiation, let alone dealing with such complex issues in a threatened state.

Fortunately, in this complex problem, there are multiple choice questions, which he can do using the method of elimination.

There are four options for this question.

He couldn't watch the wounded man on the stretcher being killed by the Demon Lord, and maybe even tortured in the most brutal way, because he couldn't bear it.

It is impossible for him to really abandon his sword and surrender because of this, and turn himself into a pill to be taken by the Demon Lord.

Then there are only two options left.

Before the final desperate situation, the option of suicide and blood incineration can be moved backwards, and then only one last method remains.

Out of the sword.

This was the activity that took place in his mind in a very short period of time, and he solved this complex problem in the simplest way.

It's very simple to fight with a sword and then die, and it's much better than not knowing how to choose and being so anxious that you are so anxious that you are like a year.

He threw the short sword in his hand.

The name of the sword is unblemished, and it is indeed unblemished, absolutely smooth, absolutely sharp, and the sword body can reflect all the scenes.

The shredded frost and snow in the lake garden, the firelight fluttering everywhere, and the slightly distorted stars.

A bright light tore through the night sky and headed towards the Demon Lord.

Thousands of famous swords, with it, are like a dragon.

Looking at this scene, Nanke's pupils shrank, and he naturally remembered the battle in Zhou Yuan back then.

At that time, she relied on her soul hub to merge with the golden-winged Dapeng, and her realm was sacred, but in the end, she was defeated by this stegosaurus.

Of course, Chen Changsheng is much stronger now than at the beginning, but the situation has changed, and this stegosaurus is definitely not as powerful as it was at that time, but she is still a little worried, because her father has actually been seriously injured and has not recovered, and because of this stegosaurus, it is obviously different from the stegosaurus in Zhou Yuan.

If you look closely, you can find that the thousands of swords are trembling slightly, hidden and unfired.

The concealment and hair here are not sword momentum, but sword moves.

The reason why those thousands of swords trembled slightly, giving people a feeling of being hidden, was because Chen Changsheng hadn't really come out of the sword yet.

He gave each sword in the night sky a corresponding swordsmanship, and the fashion was gaining momentum.

When thousands of swords perform their sword moves at the same time, what kind of momentum will it be?