The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1209: Halfway Robbery

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"Steward Zhuo, after we left the city, it seems that many people are watching!"

Half an hour after leaving the city gate, Zhuo Fan and his group walked on a rugged path. An elderly white beard came up to him and whispered a few words in his ear.

Nodded slightly, Zhuo Fan said nonchalantly: "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 be true. I want to do it halfway. So although there are many people staring at them, there are not many people who really dare to take a shot and are willing to take a shot. It’s okay!"

"Yes!"

Slightly bent over, the man immediately retreated and continued to follow the others all the way.

Soon, after another hour, everyone came to the place where the mountains were. But when a whistle sounded, swish, black clothes flashed one after another, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of people stopped in front of them. The person at the head is a familiar face. It is the representative of the Demon Emperor they met in the casino, the old demon with a thousand faces!

It seems that he has already known that he will show up. Zhuo Fan couldn't help but laughed and shook his head helplessly: "Oh, what kind of master there is, there are what kind of slaves. I used to say that Zhao Cheng was impatient. As a result, there is also a problem with my subordinates, I can’t wait!"

"Steward Zhuo, and everyone from the Luo family!"

I didn’t hear Zhuo Fan’s muttering, the old demon with a thousand faces suddenly stood up and held his fists respectfully to everyone, saying, “I have no grudges with you in the past, and today I have no grudges, and I also know the gates of the compound. I don’t want to be an offender, so I don’t want to grudge. I just hope that you can leave the map of the sea of ​​darkness. This kind of grace and virtue, I will never forget it in this life!"

Raising 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 unfortunately, This map of the Underworld is very precious. It was won on the gaming table with all our hardships. 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 the official accent, 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: "I don't know what the Luo family's background is, how many masters have not shown up. But at present, I am afraid that only the old man can fight The girl who was battling Mei Sangu before. 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 begins, it is bound to go. Because of the disadvantages. Steward Zhuo is a very smart person who can take charge of the role of steward with the bone forging realm. He should understand what the old man said!"

With a slight 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 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, he will die. It’s all dead, and I don’t have a chance to survive with Lord Demon Sovereign. But with you, there’s still a bit of life, right?"

"Yes, the unknown is terrible, but it also represents uncertainty. Uncertain, there is life at all. You are betting that our Luo family's background is not as good as the eight emperors, so we are not offended. Question!"

With a smirk, Zhuo Fan’s eyes exuded with brilliance: "Congratulations, you are right, we are indeed not as good as the eight emperors. Your abacus, which is bullying and fearing hard, has started. But unfortunately, it is a bit sad that you are right today. The strength of both of us is strong, but it is a wrong judgment. It seems that you are not enough to grab our things by yourself!"

The heart sighed slightly, the old demon with a thousand faces once again swept the crowd coldly, and after looking carefully for a long time, he laughed: "Is the steward Zhuo scaring the old man? Indeed, the girl in the pinnacle state of the Spirit King, It's comparable to a master at the imperial level. It's really unexpected. But don't tell me, you have a lot of evildoers like this? Under the same level of cultivation, the strength of everyone is not much different, so the number of people is absolutely absolute. Advantages. At this 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 smile, Zhuo Fan patted Jiantong's little head lightly, and said lightly: "Son, go out and bring me that old guy's head, it's complete, don't scratch it!"

Yes!

Being bowed, 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 a thousand faces was taken aback: "A child, 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 whistling sound, the sharp sword gang suddenly drew towards his forehead.

Unconsciously, my heart was shocked, the old devil with a thousand faces had no time to react, so he immediately lowered his head, letting the sword 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, one move failed, and the second move came up again.

In his eyes full of horror, a little flying foot covered with wind and wind suddenly kicked up from the bottom up, tending to kick his head away.

The pupils couldn't stop shrinking fiercely. Feeling the terrifying pressure, the old devil with a thousand faces leaned aside and evaded 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 he just suddenly appeared in front of him and made moves in succession. It was the thin child who almost killed 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 in an instant, blinking across the sides of ten people.

The next moment, but I listened to puff puff puff...the muffled body continued, the thousand-faced old demon brought the powerful lark king, and ten generals died instantly, turned into blood mist, and dissipated between the heavens and the earth. NS.

His!

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 the sword boy inconceivably, all in his eyes. Shock and fear.

How could he think that a seven or eight-year-old urchin would have such a terrifying power? Can this be called a person?

At this time, in addition to fear, the old demon with a thousand faces has completely collapsed!

But, how did he know that Jiantong is an emperor, 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, at such an age, is he quite flexible!"

Two moves failed, Jian Tong couldn't help but snorted, looking evilly at the old devil with a cold arc. When the thousand-faced old demon saw this, his pupils trembled, and his heart gradually became anxious. At the same time, looking in the direction of the Luo family, his expression was also extremely solemn.

At this moment, Luo Family Baili Yuyu had not yet made a move, and he was considered a strong imperial rank, and the little monster in front of him was another. In this case, the opponent's two imperial-level masters helped out, which was quite unfavorable to 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 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 of the spirit king master, and will never be able to compare!

There must be a sharp glow in his eyes, and the old demon with a thousand faces 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, the old 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, giving out a strange smile, there were as many as a thousand!

"Hehehe...now you know why people call the old man the old man with a thousand faces!"

Only hear the sound, but not see the person. The thousand-faced old demon hid under the faces of a thousand ghosts, and laughed out: "The old man’s emperor heaven seal, every face is equivalent to a master of the spirit king. Soul attack. 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 you can take care of other people. Is it? Especially Mrs. Zhuo, and Miss Luo, you are too weak, it is easy to be affected. If you are acquainted, let's hand it over!"

Touch!

With a loud noise, before he finished speaking, Jian Tong waved his hand and immediately smashed a ghost face of him, disdainfully said: "Small bugs, what's the big deal, it's vulnerable!"

"Jie Jie Jie... I already said that 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 stare at a thousand? And, the old man's ghost face is broken One can be recreated, how many can you break?"

Weird laughter 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 the Jiantong was noncommittal. With a wave of his hand, the entire sky seemed to be boiling, sending out a gurgling wave of scorching heat: "Then I will deal with you thousands of ghost faces together, depending on how fast you make it. It’s because I burn it fast. Hmph, burn the sky and burn all the wasteland!"

Huhuhu...

In an instant, 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.

An evil smile appeared on his face. Jiantong knew who it was when he heard it, and couldn't help laughing: "Now I know that Lao Tzu is amazing..."

"Don't 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...