"Steward Zhuo, after we left the city, it seemed that a lot of people were watching!"
Half an hour after leaving the city gate, Zhuo Fan and his group were walking on a rugged path. An elderly white beard came to him and whispered a few words in his ear.
Nodded slightly, Zhuo Fan said noncommittal: "The map is on us. As long as we don’t leave the body for a day, we will always be stared at. It’s no big deal. Some people want to put a long line to catch a big fish, and some people may really want to go halfway. It's a robbery. So although there are many people who are staring at them, there are not many who really dare to make a move and are willing to make a move. It's okay!"
"Yes!"
Leaning down slightly, the man immediately retreated and continued to follow the others all the way.
Soon, another hour passed, and everyone came to the place where the mountains were. But when a whistle sounded, swish, black clothes flashed by, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of people stopped in front of them. The person in the lead is a familiar face, and it is the representative of the Demon King they met in the casino, the old demon with a thousand faces!
As if already knowing he would show up, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but shook his head and shook his head: "Oh, there are any kind of slaves if there is a master. I used to say that Zhao Cheng was impetuous, but his subordinates were also impatient. One problem, can't wait!"
"Steward Zhuo, and everyone from the Luo family!"
I didn’t hear Zhuo Fan’s whispering. The old demon with a thousand faces suddenly stood up and held his fists respectfully to everyone: “I have no grievances with you in the past, and today I have no grudges. I also know that the gate compound is not easy to provoke. I don’t want to be grudges either. I just hope that you can leave the map of the sea of darkness. This kind of grace and virtue, the old man will never forget it in this life!"
Lifting his eyes to look at him, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, took two steps forward, and said, "Senior is polite. If it is something ordinary, I am willing to leave it to Senior and make more friends in the rivers and lakes. But a pity, this sea of darkness The map is very precious. We won it on the gaming table with all our hard work. There is absolutely no reason to hand it over to the predecessors. Please forgive me!"
"Steward Zhuo, you are here to give the old man such an official accusation, the old man does not eat this set!"
With a cold smile, the thousand-faced old demon raised his eyes and scanned the crowd, and said: "The old man doesn't know what the Luo family's background is, how many masters have not shown up. But at present, I am afraid that the only one who can fight against the old man is the previous one. The girl who is fighting against Mei Sangu. As for the others... Hey, although there are twenty Spirit King masters, the number is not small, but the old man has hundreds of them. Once the battle starts, it will inevitably be at a disadvantage. Zhuo. A steward who can take charge of the role of steward with the bone forging realm must be an extremely smart person, and he should understand what the old man said!"
With a faint smile, Zhuo Fan's face was indifferent: "The old man said that no matter what kind of revenge he will face in the future, he must be robbed of it now?"
"Yes, the old man doesn't know what your background is, but the old man knows the temper of the Lord Demon Sovereign too well. If the old man does not bring things back, Lord Demon Sovereign will not let him go. Anyway, death is death. , I don’t have the slightest chance to survive with Lord Demon Sovereign. But with you, there is still a little bit of life, right?"
"Yes, the unknown is terrible, but it also represents uncertainty. Uncertainty has vitality. You are betting that our Luo family's background is not as good as the Eight Emperors, so offending us is no problem!"
With a sigh of relief, Zhuo Fan’s eyes exuded with brilliance: "Congratulations, you are right, we are indeed not as good as the eight emperors. Your abacus of bullying and fear of hardship has started. But unfortunately, it is a bit sad that today you have treated both of us. The strength is strong, but the judgment is wrong. It seems that you are not enough to grab our things by yourself!"
The heart shivered slightly, the old demon with a thousand faces once again swept the crowd with cold eyes, and after looking carefully for a long time, he laughed out: "Is the steward Zhuo scaring the old man? Indeed, that girl at the peak of the Spirit King is comparable. The emperor-level cultivation master is indeed unexpected. But don’t tell me, you have a lot of evildoers like this? Under the same cultivation level, the strength of everyone is not much different, and the number of people has an absolute advantage. This One point, you are at a disadvantage now!"
"The soldiers are good, not too many. Our Luo family has always followed the line of good soldiers and strong generals, ha ha ha..."
With a wicked laugh, Zhuo Fan patted Jiantong's little head lightly, and said lightly: "Son, go out and bring me that old guy's head. It must be complete, don't scratch it!"
Yes!
Bowing to bow, Jian Tong took two strides, and came to the crowd so steeply, with a strange evil glow in his eyes.
Unconsciously, the old devil with thousands of faces was taken aback: "A kid, do you want him to take my head? It's a joke!"
Huh!
However, as soon as his voice fell, a black shadow flickered and came to him in an instant. But listening to the roaring sound, the sharp sword gang suddenly drew towards his forehead.
Unconsciously shocked, the thousand-faced old demon had no time to react, and immediately lowered his head, letting that Jian Gang flash through his hair bun, and a thin layer of cold sweat had already leaked from his back. The hair is all over the sky, but it can't stop falling down and dancing in the wind.
However, this is not over yet.
Just in his horrified eyes, a little flying foot covered with wind and gangs suddenly kicked up from the bottom up, tending to kick his head away.
The pupils couldn't stop shrinking fiercely. Feeling the terrifying coercion, the old demon with a thousand faces leaned back and leaned to the side, evading in an instant. Then he stomped again and again, and suddenly left the terrifying boundary, a kilometer away.
When he stabilized his figure and looked forward, he was completely stunned.
It turned out that the skinny child suddenly appeared in front of him just now, making moves one after another, almost killing him. And at this moment, the child didn't kick him with a kick, but kicked in the air, but the wind gang on that foot flew out like a peerless sword, blinking and passing ten people's sides.
The next moment, but I listened to puff puff puff... The muffled body continued, and the thousand-faced old demon brought the powerful Bailing King, there were ten generals who died instantly, turned into blood mist, and dissipated between the heavens and the earth.
hiss!
Can't help but take a breath, everyone is pale with fright, especially the old demon with a thousand faces, is even more frightened, staring at Jiantong inconceivably, with shock and horror in his eyes. fear.
How could he think that a urchin of seven or eight years old would have such a terrifying power? Can this be called a person
At this time, apart from fear, the old demon with a thousand faces completely collapsed!
However, how did he know that Jian Tong was an imperial soldier, with sharp blades all over his body, cutting gold and jade, cutting the sky and the sea. When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, even the holy beast is not his opponent, let alone a mortal body
"Old boy, is he quite flexible at such an age!"
Two strokes failed, Jian Tong could not help but hum slightly, looked at the old demon with a wicked look, and the corners of his mouth were drawn in a cold arc. When the thousand-faced old demon saw this, his pupils trembled, and his heart gradually became apprehensive. At the same time, looking in the direction of the Luo family, his expression was also extremely solemn.
At this time, Luo Family Baili Yuyu hadn't made a move yet, and he was considered a strong imperial rank, and the little monster in front of him was another. If this is the case, the opponent's two imperial-level masters are already very unfavorable for him.
This time he blocked the road, he really didn't take advantage of it!
Thinking of this, Qianmian Old Demon's mouth gradually became bitter, and he wanted to retreat, but when he saw the eyes of Baili Yuyu and Jiantong, he sighed helplessly. Understand that it is easy to make a move by yourself today, but it is even harder to stop it!
Fortunately, the imperial rank powerhouse still has the advantage of the imperial rank powerhouse, this is the advantage that the spirit king master will never compare!
With a certain glow in his eyes, the thousand-faced old demon began to form seals abruptly. And as his fingers flipped, the entire space gradually showed a strange ghost face.
"Huangji Heaven Seal, Thousand Faces Reincarnation Killing Heaven Seal!"
As soon as the voice fell, Old Thousand-faced Demon stepped fiercely, and instantly flew into the sky, and then suddenly disappeared. Immediately afterwards, after hearing the rumors of the Taoist wind, a golden light radiated from each side, a grimace tens of feet high suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and there were a thousand strange smiles!
"Hehehe... Now you know why people call the old man a thousand-faced old devil!"
He only heard the sound, but did not see the person. The thousand-faced old demon hid under the faces of the thousand ghosts, and laughed out: "The old man's emperor heaven seal, every face is equivalent to the soul attack of a spiritual king master. Although it is not as strong as the real spirit king, it also has eight success strengths. Now, the old man has an army of thousands of people. Little baby, you two freaks are strong enough, self-protection is no problem, but can you take care of other people? Especially? It's Mrs. Zhuo, and Miss Luo. You are too weak and can easily be affected. If you are acquainted, let's hand it over!"
bump!
There was a loud noise, before he finished speaking, Jiantong waved his hand, and immediately smashed a ghost face of him, disdainfully said: "Little carving skill, what's the big deal, it's vulnerable!"
"Jie Jie Jie... I said it a long time ago, this is not for you. What good is it for you two to be strong enough? Can you stare at one ghost face, can you still stare at a thousand? And, the old man’s ghost face breaks one, and Can be recreated, how much can you break?"
Strange smiles came out, and suddenly, another ghost face appeared in front of everyone, once again making up a thousand faces!
His eyes were slightly cold, and Jian Tong was noncommittal. With a wave of his hand, the entire sky seemed to be boiling, sending out a gurgling hot air: "Then I will deal with you thousands of ghost faces together, and see if you make it quickly, or I will burn it. Hurry up. Humph, Burning Heaven Sword Dao, burn all the wasteland!"
Huhuhu...
In an instant, all the flames burned throughout the sky, and the ghost faces trembled one by one, and soon they all shattered into dregs, turned into dust, and turned into ashes.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand ghost faces disappeared in an instant. At the same time, in the sky that day, there was a strange cry that hurt to my heart, and it sounded painful and unbearable.
A wicked smile appeared on his face. Jiantong knew who it was as soon as he heard it, and couldn't help laughing: "Now I know that Lao Tzu is amazing..."
"do not move!"
However, at this moment, a soft drink suddenly came out from behind, a scorched and dry palm, which also did not know when, firmly grasped Zhuo Fan's throat...