At this moment, Langsu, who was nailed under the gun, was filled with horror and despair.
Naturally, he heard the words of Demon Saint Qitian. Langsu never imagined that he would become a pawn in the plan to defeat the Mountain Zhenhu.
Moreover, it was a chess piece without any value. From the very beginning, Demon Saint Qitian planned to let the human warrior kill him.
Thinking of this, Langsu not only felt sad and desperate, but also felt deeply angry.
He wanted to speak, wanted to fight, but his throat was pierced by Fang Lin's bullet. It was very difficult to even breathe, let alone speak. He could only stare at Demon Saint Qitian, his eyes filled with anger and anger. Unwilling to do so.
"Master Demon Saint, even if you want to punish Langsu's tribe, Langsu has done nothing wrong, so why not let him go?" An ancient demon said, still pleading for Langsu.
Demon Saint Qi Tian sneered: "This wolf millet is not a good thing. I have long disliked him, Old Sun. Keeping him will only bring trouble to my monster clan."
When he said this, several other ancient demons looked at each other. Demon Saint Qitian's words were really straightforward. Langsu is not dead yet. Just say it like this. This is not to make Langsu alive. Die
In fact, Langsu was really angry to death. He didn't expect that the Demon Saint had already disliked him. If he had known this, he should have restrained himself and not coveted the human baby's body and caused so many murders.
"Master Demon Saint, after all, this Langsu is an outstanding descendant of our Demon Clan." The ancient demon who wanted to take action against Fang Lin spoke again, hoping that Demon Saint Qitian could spare Langsu's life.
Demon Saint Qitian glanced at this ancient demon, said nothing, and looked very cold.
The ancient demon was immediately frightened and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at the demon saint, knowing that he had made the demon saint unhappy.
As the Demon Saint, the highest ruler of the Monster Clan, no monster can question or object to the Demon Saint’s absolute rule. If any monster fails to abide by it, it will be tantamount to betraying the Monster Clan and will be punished by the world. The crazy pursuit of monsters.
Even if he is an ancient demon with a lifespan of more than ten thousand years, he must remain humble under the majesty of the Demon Saint and cannot go overboard in the slightest.
Demon Saint Qitian turned around, looked down at Langsu who was dying and speechless on the ground, and said indifferently: "It's not that I didn't give you a chance, but it's a pity that you don't have the confidence."
After saying that, he nodded to Fang Lin.
Fang Lin understood and suddenly dropped his foot. The majestic power gathered on this foot and stepped hard on Langsu's heart.
This kick caused Langsu's blood to spurt out wildly, and his chest collapsed completely.
Then, Fang Lin pulled out the spear from Langsu's throat, and without waiting for Langsu to have any chance to struggle or react, he swiped it across Langsu's neck and cut off Langsu's head.
Now, no matter how strong Langsu's body is and how tenacious his vitality is, he can only die.
Seeing Langsu beheaded by Fang Lin, the other monsters present had mixed feelings. Fang Lin had said before that he wanted to chop off Langsu's head. All the monsters thought he was talking big words or I was irritating Langsu, but now this guy actually did it, which was really shocking.
Langsu's head was held in Fang Lin's hand, with eyes closed and a ferocious look on his face, filled with fear and resentment. A pair of wolf eyes were still staring at Fang Lin.
When Fang Lin saw this, a ball of flame appeared in his hand, burning Langsu's head into ashes.
"Is there nothing else to do?" After Fang Lin finished doing this, he asked Qi Tianyao Sheng.
Demon Saint Qitian smiled and said: "It's okay, you can do whatever you want, but don't forget about the cultivation of the Holy Tree in ten days."
Fang Lin nodded: "I will remember it."
Just when Fang Lin was about to leave this place, He Jinfeng suddenly stepped forward.
"Master Demon Saint, He Jinfeng wants to fight with this person!" He Jinfeng said, his tone was sonorous and powerful, and he had unlimited fighting spirit.
Fang Lin looked at He Jinfeng and frowned slightly. What were these guys doing? Do they want to engage in such an unsavory method as wheel fighting
Demon Saint Qitian looked at He Jinfeng and asked, "Why do you want to fight him? Are you full?"
He Jinfeng's mouth twitched: "There is no reason, I just don't want the dignity of the monster clan to be trampled by a human clan."
These words were so serious that all the young monsters applauded, and the ancient monsters looked at He Jinfeng with relief and appreciation in their eyes.
Compared to characters like Xiong Li and Lang Su, He Jinfeng is completely different, not just in terms of strength.
Although Xiong Li and Lang Su are also the leaders of the monster clan and relatively outstanding young descendants, the ancient blood in their bodies is impure and they are destined to be unable to reach their level.
But He Jinfeng is different. He has pure ancient blood flowing in his body. He has extraordinary talents and excellent qualifications. As long as he does not die, he is destined to become another powerful ancient demon level expert in the monster clan.
Therefore, these ancient demons are very optimistic about He Jinfeng and admire him very much.
"You just saw him defeat Xiong Li and Langsu, and now you fight him again, aren't you afraid of losing face and losing face?" Demon Saint Qitian asked.
He Jinfeng looked as usual: "I am confident."
These four simple words revealed He Jinfeng's confidence and inspired many young monsters.
Fang Lin smiled. He Jinfeng seemed to be a powerful character, completely different from other young monsters.
Demon Saint Qitian looked at Fang Lin again: "Do you want to fight with him?"
The person mentioned here naturally refers to He Jinfeng.
Fang Lin nodded: "Since he wants to fight, let's fight. But is this battle going to determine victory or defeat, or life and death?"
As soon as these words came out, He Jinfeng's expression changed, and the young monsters looked at Fang Lin in surprise.
Between life and death? Or is it a matter of victory or defeat? How should He Jinfeng answer such a question
If the answer determines the winner, doesn't it mean that He Jinfeng is greedy for life and afraid of death, and does not dare to fight him to the death
But if the answer is life or death, then you really have to take action, but it is a fight to the death, and you have to use all your means.
How should He Jinfeng answer such a question? Obviously there is something between a rock and a hard place.
Demon Saint Qitian looked at Fang Lin with interest, feeling more and more that this boy was interesting.
As for those ancient demons, Fang Lin was even more displeased. He felt that he was too much of a threat and it was best to get rid of him. Unfortunately, with the protection of Demon Saint Qitian, they could only think about it in their hearts, but it was impossible to do so.
"How is it? Have you thought about how to answer? If you haven't thought about it, this battle can be avoided. It is meaningless." Fang Lin said lightly.
He Jinfeng snorted coldly and stared at Fang Lin: "It's a matter of life and death, but also victory or defeat!"