The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 680 - 582: Just Let Him Die (Second Update)



Chapter 680 - 582: Just Let Him Die (Second Update)

"What? Yang Tian has unleashed the Demon Seal of the Corpse Demon?"

Chen Peigen's face changed dramatically.

This Demon Seal, isn't it a demonic technique unique to the Corpse Demon?

Only Demon Ministers and Demon Kings can perform it, but how could Yang Tian suddenly display it?

What's going on?

Yang Tian stood up, looking at his own palm, excitement lingering in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Tree can indeed clone the Demon Seal.

And the speed is incredibly fast.

Channeling his Divine Sense, he could feel the Demon Tree in the Demon Realm had grown as tall as three towering peaks.

Furthermore, there weren't just one Demon Bud on the Demon Tree, but over ten.

The void of the universe was continuously absorbed by the Demon Tree, then converted into Demon Breath, surging into the tree.

Yang Tian felt the vast Demon Breath of the Demon Tree and nodded: "I'm afraid in a little while, it will burst the Demon Realm!"

"Yang Tian, what's going on?"

The cold voice of the Corpse Demon Ministers echoed.

Yang Tian turned around, looking at the Corpse Demon Ministers: "I've always killed only the weak Corpse Demons, today let me slay a Corpse Demon Minister!"

After saying this, Yang Tian had already leaped up.

Still in mid-air, Yang Tian secretly chanted the Demon Curse, pinched the Demon Technique with his hand, and the Spiritual Breath within him surged out, transforming into the Corpse Demon Seal.

"What is happening? Why is this time even stronger than the one just now?"

The Corpse Demon Ministers were filled with astonishment.

"You'll find out in hell!"

Yang Tian descended, and with a bang, the Demon Seal in his hand slammed down.

Bang!

A loud rumble erupted.

Yang Tian's Demon Seal struck the Demon Palm of the Corpse Demon Ministers, and although the Ministers forcefully blocked the Seal, their hands were blasted into a bloody mess.

"You... you lowly human, you actually hurt me, hurt me..."

The Ministers said grittingly, their whole body trembling.

Their eyes were filled with fierce lights.

"Yang Tian, you've become stronger..."

Chen Peigen glanced at Yang Tian and ran out, pale-faced.

Yet Yang Tian didn't want Chen Peigen to leave, he waved the Holy Sword in his hand, and a Sword Aura shot up.

Chen Peigen was hit, fell to the ground, struggling in pain.

With just this, Yang Tian was puzzled: "Why can the Holy Sword emit Demon Breath? Wait..."

Suddenly, a frenzy flashed in Yang Tian's eyes.

He leaped into the air, holding the Holy Sword, drawing a Sword Array, but to everyone's surprise, the array quickly condensed into a Demon Seal.

"What is happening? Why can he use the Holy Sword to display the Demon Seal?"

Chen Peigen was shocked.

Earlier, Yang Tian could only perform the Demon Seal with his palm.

But now, Yang Tian could directly wave it out with the Holy Sword?

Moreover, the Demon Seal unleashed by the Holy Sword was even more powerful than that done by the palm.

"Die!"

The Ministers roared angrily.

This Demon Seal is a demonic technique unique to the Corpse Demon, yet learned by a lowly human like Yang Tian, which was an insult to the Ministers.

The Ministers floated in mid-air, opened their blood mouth wide, and roared wildly.

The Demon Breath turned into sound, and the sound condensed into a Demon Seal.

Bang!

Yang Tian's Demon Seal and the Ministers' Demon Seal collided, exploding intensely, shattering the entire villa.

A surge of Sword Qi rushed into the sky.

Yang Tian walked out from the Sword Qi, floating in mid-air, looking excitedly at the Holy Sword: "Who would've thought that this Holy Sword could also directly unleash a Demon Seal!"

"Yang Tian!"

A fierce roar echoed, and rubble flew out from the ruins.

The Ministers stood in the ruins on their two legs, their whole body blood-red, draped in a vast Demon Breath, their eyes filled with anger, unwillingness, and killing intent.

"Hehe..."

Yang Tian was in high spirits, he landed on the ground.

"Yang, are you all right!"

Ling Ying quickly came over, concerned.

"He won't die!" Wu Yue also walked over: "I'm curious, Yang Tian, what martial technique did you just use? Even a dignified Minister was enraged by you?"

"The Demon Seal of the Corpse Demon."

Wu Zetian replied calmly.

"Corpse Demon Seal?"

Wu Yue and Ling Ying looked at Wu Zetian in astonishment.

"That's right, the Corpse Demon Seal!"

Yang Tian gently lifted his hand, a wave of Demon Breath surged out, condensing into a Demon Seal.

This Demon Seal was inscribed with many Demon Curses, depicting various creatures and Dharma Seals of the Demon Realm.

Bam!

Yang Tian gently pinched.

The Demon Seal in Yang Tian's palm exploded, with his palm as the center, the air within half a meter turned into a void.

"This power is terrifying! Just one small Demon Seal can engulf all the vacuum around it?"

Ling Ying was full of amazement.

"Yang Tian, be honest with me, where did you learn this Demon Seal? Wait, did you learn it from the Ministers? Was what he displayed just now a Demon Seal?" Wu Yue paused, suddenly staring tightly at Yang Tian: "Yang Tian, did you clone the Ministers' Demon Seal through the Demon Tree?"

"President Wu, you're indeed clever!"

Yang Tian gave a thumbs up.

"Yang Tian, I want to learn the Demon Seal too, quickly let the Demon Tree teach me the Demon Seal!"

Wu Yue said excitedly, her little face flushed pink, eyes full of eager cunning sparkle.

"No way!"

Yang Tian refused outright.

If Wu Yue learned it, he could no longer gain any advantage over her in the future.

"If you don't, I'll divorce you!"

Wu Yue said angrily.

Yang Tian shrugged: "I know, President Wu, you just want the Chen Family's commercial empire, how could you bear to leave me?"

"You..." Wu Yue's little face turned red with anger: "Yang Tian, don't force me, if not, I'll make you understand the pain of losing me!"

"I'll discipline you at home!"

Yang Tian glared at Wu Yue's figure and then looked at the ruins, only to find that the Ministers had disappeared.

"The Ministers are gone, fled so quickly? Are they afraid to die?"

Ling Ying also noticed the Ministers were gone.

There was no response from around, the Demon Breath of the Ministers had long vanished.

"The Ministers have likely gone back to report to the Demon King."

Yang Tian thought of the Demon Tree, if it caught the Demon King's attention, it would pose a problem, but then he thought again, the Demon Tree stands in the Demon Realm, and apart from Yang Tian and Wu Zetian, no creature can sense its existence.

"The Ministers are probably making preparations, we should also prepare."

Wu Zetian looked at Yang Tian.

"Hmm."

Yang Tian and Wu Zetian exchanged glances, nodding in tacit agreement.

"Yang Tian, what are you doing with Mistress, exchanging glances like that?" Wu Yue seized the opportunity to attack Yang Tian: "You filthy lecher, isn't having me and Ying enough for you? Do you also want to seduce Mistress? Let me tell you, Mistress is your Master's woman; if you dare plot against her, it would be immensely disgraceful!"

Yang Tian laughed.

He had already been with Mistress in secret!

And it was at the Master's instruction!

"Let's go, we should head back now."

Seeing more people around, Yang Tian uttered.

"I'm not leaving, Yang Tian, you have to promise me!" Wu Yue said resolutely seeing more people: "In the future, whatever I want, you must give it to me; otherwise, let's break up!"

"I'm sorry, some of your excessive demands I cannot meet!"

Yang Tian said.

"My demands are few, just one: when I want you to die for me, you can do it without hesitation!"

Wu Yue said dominantly.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that!"

Yang Tian shrugged.

"What if one day someone who loves me more than you do, willing to die for me, comes along?"

Wu Yue suddenly asked.

"Then let him die for you, I'll love you."

Yang Tian replied decisively.

For a moment, Wu Yue couldn't help but chuckle...


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