Chapter 115: The Flame Demon Castle's Methods

Boss Di looked at the person who came in a daze and said in horror, he didn't expect that the person who came turned out to be Yan Mo, not the bloodthirsty Yan Xuan, Boss Di secretly breathed a sigh of relief

"What?

Retracting the long knife, Yan Mo jokingly said, in fact, Yan Mo really doesn't like to kill people very much, this is a world of difference compared to Yan Xuan, if Yan Xuan comes today, I am afraid that before he opens his mouth, there will already be a river of blood here

"Where, Mr. Yan, please come inside, a few of you, quickly give up your seats"

Boss Di's fat body immediately crawled in front of Yan Mo, and then he bowed down and pointed to the round table, and as soon as these words came out, the people who were originally seated jumped up and obediently stepped aside

"Oh, you're welcome, I'm here today to send you on your way, time is urgent, don't write your last words."

Yan Mo pretended to sigh, and then smiled weirdly

And as soon as these words came out, the black wolf everyone who was still flattering was immediately stunned on the spot

"Flame... Mr. Yan, you are"

Boss Di wiped the sweat from his forehead with some embarrassment, and then he said carefully

"Okay, time is urgent, the outside form is complicated, since you are humble, then let me come first"

Yan Mo said lightly, and then he gently raised the long knife, and suddenly a burst of fiery spiritual power burned from the knife body, the fire was raging, and the terrible temperature made the room boil in the blink of an eye

"Nine Turns Without Phase"

The corners of Yan Mo's mouth were slightly raised, and then he lightly spit out four words in his mouth, the same mysterious technique as Yan Xuan, and in an instant, Yan Mo's shining sword gang turned into thousands of people in an instant, and nine fire dragons surged out from the knife gang itself, and in the moment of separation, it swept up in the house like a headless fly, and the fire was everywhere for a while, where the fire dragon passed, people turned on their backs, and the scene was extremely messy and merciless

"Mr. Yan, you...."

Boss Di waved his hand to block a fire dragon, and then he turned his head and said loudly to Yan Mo

"I'm sorry, but it's my duty, let's start dying"

"Three Blood Slashes, Three Soul Slashes"

Yan Mo let out a loud roar, and then he pulled back the blood-red blade, and the blade phantom began to slowly take shape, appearing in front of Yan Mo in the blink of an eye, swinging out with a sword

Looking at Yan Mo in front of him, who seemed to be genuine, Boss Di also gave up pleading at this time, he picked up the sledgehammer and directly carried Yan Mo's powerful blade, but the amazing knife qi shook Boss Di back several meters

In the face of Yan Mo in a full blood state, Boss Di is like a big sandbag, although the realm of the two is not far apart, but the combat power is very different, if you fight hard, Boss Di is definitely not an opponent, so after Boss Di caught Yan Mo's first knife, he retreated towards the back door, intending to flee from here

"It's a pity to want to run, blood escape"

Yan Mo smiled lightly, and after he gently spit out two words, his figure disappeared in place

At this time, Boss Di had already run to the backyard, but just when he was about to break out of the back door

"It's really fast, it's not at all the same as your fat body, hehe"

Yan Mo's figure appeared behind Boss Di like a ghost, and Boss Di sensed a cool breeze on his back, and then he swung his hammer twice at his back

"Okay, it's over"

However, it is not a ghost at all, at the moment when Boss Di turned around to attack, the voice came from behind him again, and before Boss Di could react, a blood-red big knife flew up in the air and slammed into Boss Di's back, and the knife was so fierce that it directly cut through his chest

"You.. You"

Boss Di spat blood in his mouth, his eyes were as big as two **, he stared at Yan Mo, and he swallowed and vomited for a long time, and finally fell to the ground

It's a pity that Fang Xiaoxiong was just about to start his hedonistic life day after day, so he ended his life hastily, he was unwilling, but what could he do

Looking at Boss Di who fell to the ground, Yan Mo smiled evilly, he threw the long knife in his hand into the air, and in an instant, a blood-red enchantment rose up, covering the Black Wolf Villa in the blink of an eye, and the result was conceivable, for a while, blood splashed everywhere, and the sorrow roared, and the black wolf was harvested like a mustard

.............

On the other side, in the Saudi Arabian village

"Rak, how did everyone go?"

Looking at Rak, who was directing the personnel to leave, Fili hurriedly stepped forward and asked

"Commander, the people are basically gone, now only this last group is left, when they are done with the aftermath, we will leave together"

Lark helped an older adult with a bundle of sacks on his shoulders, then turned to look at Fili and said

"Well, hurry up, we must get out of here before it gets dark"

"Okay"

Lark nodded in response, and then he turned back to command

After saying this, Filip turned around and prepared to go to the warehouse at the very end of the cottage, which was the main unloading and stockpiling point, after the last trouble, the Sauds decided to leave this place and go to the new station, also for the sake of safety, so they rushed to send all the women and children to the city of Rome yesterday, and today they came to clean up the last debris

After a while, Filip arrived at the warehouse and watched as the bags of grain were loaded onto the wagon

"Iron, how long will it take to finish moving?"

Filip looked at the young man who was working hard to carry it and shouted

"Commander, there are some more, and they will be moved soon"

The young man who was called to be an iron man just turned around, left a sentence and continued to carry it

Fili nodded slightly, and then he turned to leave again

And just when he was about to leave, suddenly a blood-red knife fell from the sky, the knife was majestic, the knife was fierce, and a knife into the ground was even more accurate to slash on the warehouse, and the condescending and powerful momentum was no problem even if it smashed a mountain, not to mention a small mountain fort, and suddenly the wind and sand were everywhere, and the rocks were rolling, and soon the small hillside was displaced by a wisp of flat river, and the poor porter was directly buried alive in the mound

Such a change, was patrolling Philip was greatly frightened, he hurriedly turned around, only to see two figures in blood-red robes slowly descended on the small hill of the warehouse, this change suddenly provoked the Saudi people to be shocked, everyone looked at this side to come and go, this night, the spark of hatred erupted in the bottom of everyone's hearts like a volcano, at that moment, a lot of life and death relatives lying in front of him, the painful separation like a knife torn the hearts of Saudi people, life is better than death is the most direct, especially Rak, the tragic death of the eldest brother is still fresh in his memory, and now he sees the enemy he thinks about day and night again, how can he not let his heart tremble