"Who the hell are you? I haven't seen you at all, so why would you hurt me?"

He had never heard of this person in front of him, let alone seen it. -.- but it was because of him that he harmed his own dignified demon god and fell into this field.

There is a hatred in the heart of the demon boy.

As soon as the demon boy's words fell, everyone was stunned, and their stunned eyes looked at Ye Bufan one after another. In the human race, Ye Bufan declared to the outside world that the demon boy killed his wife and killed his children, and in this case, it frantically retaliated against the demon boy. But the demon boy didn't know Ye Bufan, which was strange.

Not only the members of the Terran race present, but the Holy Dragon of the Flood Desolation also looked at Ye Bufan.

He had already controlled the demon boy when he was engaged in the hair, but no matter how many times he asked, the demon boy always said that he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't even know Yin Tiannu at all. Even if the Holy Dragon of the Flood Desolation 'forced' the demon prince, the result was still the same.

This made the Flood Desolation Holy Dragon very strange.

Could it be that the demon boy mistakenly killed Yin Tiannu's wife and children, so he didn't know Yin Tiannu?

At this moment, everyone looked at Ye Bufan, waiting for his answer, however, Ye Bufan said something that made everyone vomit blood: "You are a demon clan, more handsome than me, the patriarch, if you don't kill you, who will you kill?"

"Is that enough?"

"You ......"

The demon boy was suddenly angry, gritting his teeth, Ye Bufan was obviously perfunctory to him.

The demon boy understands, and the others don't know, Ye Bufan just doesn't want to say it at all.

Later, the only enemy of Chamo was cold Chayang

"One hundred and eight thousand knives. ”

Ye Bufan ignored it, looked directly at the Flood Desolate Holy Dragon, and stretched out his right hand: "Please!"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the demon boy's body shook, and he looked at the Honghuang Holy Dragon with trembling eyes: "Your Excellency, ......"

Killing people is not enough, but these 108,000 knives are down, and the demon boy feels scared when he thinks about it.

The Flood Desolation Holy Dragon hesitated slightly.

Ye Bufan said: "Flood Desolate Holy Dragon, if you don't want to do it, then let's continue to fight." ”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

As soon as Ye Bufan's words fell, the Terran army raised the weapons in their hands and shouted. No one is a fool, so he can naturally see what Ye Bufan wants to do.

In front of more than 200 million people, it makes a demon saint Ling Chi and a demon god feel exciting to think about.

The knot is far from being reluctant, and then learns from the love of the moon

It's rare to see in a thousand years.

"Whoosh"

In the next second, the Flood Desolate Holy Dragon transformed into a man in green clothes and landed beside the demon prince, it was obvious that he had already made a decision.

Sacrifice the Demon Son.

"Adult ......"

Seeing this scene, the demon boy lying on the ground trembled and trembled.

The Flood Desolation Holy Dragon ignored it, but he didn't hesitate, and instantly took out a long knife and swung it down.

"Bang!"

The demon boy's clothes were torn.

"Poof!"

A touch of donated blood rushed out, and a thin piece of 'meat' fell from the back of the demon boy.

"Ah......h

The demon boy was in pain and screamed.

"Adult ......"

The back department is not not a ghost enemy ball by the lone test battle too

The Holy Dragon of the Flood Desolation did not stop, the second knife and the third knife were directly cut out.

A long knife cuts the 'meat'.

The demon boy screamed again and again.

What everyone present saw was shocking, and even many people's bodies were trembling slightly.

Seeing and hearing are definitely two very different concepts.

Ye Bufan landed in front of the demon prince, glanced at the Honghuang Holy Dragon, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said leisurely: "One hundred and eight thousand knives, not a single knife can be missing, if there is one less knife, then I'm sorry, these demon clans present have to die." ”

The body of the Honghuang Holy Dragon trembled slightly, but the finger long knife did not stop.

"You ......"

The body was imprisoned and couldn't move at all, the demon boy could only raise his head, looked at Ye Bufan in front of him with hatred, and roared: "Yin Tiannu, you can't die well, you have the ability to fight Lao Tzu alone......"

"Heads-up??"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "I'm a 'pharmacist' master of the Shenyuan Realm, and I'm going to fight you alone with a demon god of the Shenwu Realm? Are you sick in the brain, or do you think I'm stupid?"

"You ......"

The demon boy was so angry that he even forgot the pain of cutting the 'meat' behind him.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and soon, the demon boy 'revealed' a trace of pain, although he gritted his teeth and endured it, but the beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed him.

After the knot is not far away, the school is closed by the lonely trouble

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

Ye Bufan squatted down, looked at the demon boy and chuckled: "Demon God......?"

"Do you think that hiding in the Wangdemon Mountain Range, Ben Shao will have no way to take you??"

"Do you think that with the Flood Desolation Holy Dragon cover, it will be safe and peaceful??"

"Huh!"

"Now, aren't you still in the hands of Ben Shao, or is your backer executing Ling Chi to you, how does it feel?

"Don't thank me, you deserve it. ”

"I thank you uncle!"

The demon boy roared angrily in his heart, but unfortunately, he didn't even have the strength to scold in pain.

The Flood Desolate Holy Dragon is worthy of being a powerhouse in the Holy Realm, and the speed of the knife is terrifying, and in just this short time, there are thin pieces of 'meat' scattered all over the body of the demon prince, and the number has exceeded 10,000, and it is still increasing rapidly.

The flesh and blood on the back of the demon boy are blurred, and the white bones of the forest are faintly visible.

There was a dead silence all around.

Sun Yuan is not hateful, and the Dujie technique is cooled by Leng Ji

It's too ruthless.

"Tsk!"

Ye Bufan stood up slowly, looked at the back of the demon boy's bloody 'flesh', and sighed: "This should be ...... It hurts???"

Your uncle!

Countless people couldn't help but scold angrily in their hearts: Can it not hurt, I don't believe you can try it.

"By the way, Ben Shao also prepared a gift for you, and I almost forgot about it. Suddenly, Ye Bufan said with a smile again.

Everyone was stunned.

I saw Ye Bufan take out a small porcelain jar with the thickness of his arm, shake it gently, and said, "The thing in it is called salt, but it is a good thing that can make food more delicious." However, you demon clan shouldn't have it, today Ben Shao will invite you to taste it. ”

As he spoke, the small porcelain jar in Ye Bufan's hand tilted slightly, and in an instant, the tiny 'fine' salt in the small porcelain jar slipped down, and then fell on the back of the demon boy's bloody 'flesh'.

In an instant, all the mortals present trembled and trembled, and their eyes changed greatly when they looked at Ye Bufan. Whoever you mess with, don't mess with Master Yin.

This is really a madman.

"Ah......h

The 'fine' salt fell on the wound, and the originally dying demon boy instantly screamed.

The voice was heartbreaking, and the voice echoed in the night sky, making people tremble.

Sun Ke is not a ghost, and the ship is studied by Yang Sun Tong

"Bang!!"

"Huh?"

Ye Bufan pretended to be stunned, looked at the unconscious demon boy, and wondered: "Are you really a demon god?

After being reluctant, Sun Qiu received Yang Yu Taiji

Master, the demon god is also a flesh and blood, you keep doing this, I'm afraid the demon saint won't be able to hold it.

Everyone present was messy.

Ye Bufan glanced at the Honghuang Holy Dragon: "Wake him up, otherwise it won't count." ”

"Your uncle!"

After Qiu Mo was cold, Qiu Mo took Ji coldly

The Flood Desolation Holy Dragon scolded angrily in his heart, do you really treat this Saint as your subordinate? Thinking so in his heart, the Flood Desolation Holy Dragon did not hesitate at all, only to see him with a big hand for a while, and he didn't know what he had done.

"Ah......h

"Awake?"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly.

"Yin Tiannu, you can't die well, you can't die well......" The demon boy's blood-red 'colored' eyes glared at Ye Bufan and roared angrily.

"Dear Demon Saint Lord, go on, one hundred and eight thousand swords, don't you see that our dear Demon Son can't wait?" Ye Bufan ignored it and glanced at the Flood Desolate Holy Dragon Dao.

The Flood Desolation Holy Dragon continued to Ling Chi.

"Enjoy, 108,000 knives, this is just the beginning. With that, Ye Bufan squatted down again, put his mouth to the demon boy's ear, and said in a voice that only the demon boy could hear: "Do you want to know who Ben Shao is?"

The demon boy was slightly stunned.

Ye Bufan whispered softly, word by word: "I, call, Ye, step, fan." ”

"Boom!!"

The words were not shocking, and as soon as Ye Bufan's voice fell, the body and even the soul of the demon boy trembled.

His eyes widened.

Ye Bufan, Ye Tianxiong's son?

Before, the demon boy couldn't figure it out, he didn't know Yin Tiannu at all, why did the other party take revenge on him. But now he understands that the person in front of him is not Yin Tiannu at all, he is Ye Bufan, he has changed his appearance, he wants to avenge the 'female' person who was poisoned by his own Spirit Devouring Gu.

The demon boy woke up like a dream.

Ye Tianxiong's son even dared to come to the Demon Mountain Range?

After the distant land, there is no ghost knot, Mo Lonely Yang learns to be lonely

It's just looking for death.

Yin Tianfu's demon clan can endure it, Ye Tianxiong's son, will the demon clan still tolerate it?

Absolutely not.

"It's you!!"

The demon boy fell on Ye Bufan at a glance, was shocked, and said hurriedly: "My lord, he ......"

It's a pity that he is fast, and Ye Bufan is faster than him.

At the moment when the demon boy spoke, the long knife in Ye Bufan's hand suddenly appeared.

108,000 knives?

Blade, cold.

The long knife in Ye Bufan's hand slashed down.

"Poof!"

The knife falls, the blood is splattered, the head is broken, the demon boy, death!!

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