Volume 7 Chapter 1209 Halfway Tribulation

"Butler Zhuo, after we left the city, it seems that a lot of people are watching!"

Half an hour after leaving the city gate, Zhuo Fan and his party were walking on a rugged path. An old man with a white beard dodged, came to him, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Nodding slightly, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal: "The map is on us, as long as we don't leave our body for a day, we will be stared at it all the time, it's no big deal. Some people want to put a long line to catch big fish, and some people may really want to go halfway. The Dao has been robbed. So although there are many people staring at it, but there are not many people who really dare to take action and are willing to take action, no problem!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Wei leaned over, the man immediately retreated and continued to follow the crowd all the way.

Soon, another hour passed, and everyone came to a group of mountains and mountains. But when a whistle sounded, shhhhhh, 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, and it is the representative of the Demon King they met in the casino, the Thousand-faced Old Demon!

As if he already knew that he would show up, Zhuo Fan couldn't help laughing and shook his head helplessly: "Alas, what kind of master is there, what kind of minion is there. I used to say that Zhao Cheng was impetuous, but his subordinates also A problem, can't wait!"

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

Didn't hear what Zhuo Fan was muttering, the thousand-faced old demon stood up abruptly, clasped his fists respectfully to everyone and said: "I have no complaints with you in the past, no grudges today, and I also know that the gates and courtyards are not easy to provoke. I don’t want to hold grudges. I just hope that you can leave the map of the sea of ​​​​underworld. This kindness and virtue will never be forgotten by this old man in this life!”

Looking up at him, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, took two steps forward, and cupped his hands: "Senior is polite, if it is an ordinary thing, I am willing to leave it to the senior and make more friends on the rivers and lakes. But unfortunately, this sea of ​​​​underworld The map is very precious, we won it on the gambling table with all our hard work, and there is absolutely no reason to hand it over to the seniors, so please forgive me!"

"Steward Zhuo, you're off here to give this old man such an official tone, the old man won't take this kind of trick!"

With a cold smile, the thousand-faced old demon raised his eyes and swept the crowd, and said arrogantly: "I don't know what the Luo family's background is, and 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 one from the past. The girl who competes with Mei Sangu. As for the others... hum, although there are twenty spirit king masters, the number is not small, but the old man has hundreds of them here. Once the battle starts, it will inevitably tend to be at a disadvantage. Butler Zhuo, who can take charge of the role of housekeeper in the Bone Forging Realm, must be a very smart person, and he should understand what this old man said!"

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan's face was indifferent: "The old senior said that no matter what kind of revenge he will face in the future, he must be robbed now?"

"That's right, I don't know what your background is, but I know the temper of the Demon Emperor too well. If the old man doesn't bring the things back, the Demon Emperor will not let the old man go. Anyway, death is death. , In the place of the Demon Emperor, I have no chance of survival. But with you, there is still some vitality, right?"

"Yes, the unknown is scary, but it also means uncertainty. And the uncertain, there is vitality to speak of. You are betting that our Luo family's heritage is not comparable to the Eight Emperors, so there is no problem in offending us!"

With a smirk, Zhuo Fan's eyes were full of light: "Congratulations, you are right, we are indeed inferior to the Eight Emperors. Your abacus of bullying the soft and fearing the hard has started. But unfortunately, it is a little sad that today you are treating both of us. The strength is strong, but the judgment is wrong. It seems that it is not enough for you to grab our things by yourself!"

With a slight shudder in his heart, the thousand-faced old demon once again swept the crowd with cold eyes. After looking carefully for a long time, he laughed loudly and said, "Is Butler Zhuo trying to scare the old man? Indeed, that girl is at the peak of the spirit king, comparable to It is true that the masters of the emperor's cultivation level are beyond people's expectations. But don't tell me, you still have many evil spirits like this? Under the same cultivation level, the strength of everyone is not much different, and the number of people has an absolute advantage. One point, you are at a disadvantage now!"

"The soldiers are elite, not many. Our Luo family has always followed the line of elite soldiers and strong generals, hehe..."

With a wicked laugh, Zhuo Fan patted Jiantong's little head lightly, and said lightly: "Son, go out and bring me the old guy's head, make it complete, don't scratch it!"

Yes!

Bowing and bowing, Jian Tong took two big steps and came to the front of the crowd abruptly, with a strange evil glow in his eyes.

He couldn't help being stunned, and the Thousand Faced Old Demon was taken aback: "A child, do you want him to take my head off? It's a joke!"

Swish!

However, as soon as his voice fell, a black shadow flickered and came to him in an instant. But hearing the whistling sound, the sharp sword gang slashed towards his forehead.

Unconsciously shocked, the Thousand-faced Old Demon didn't have time to react, and immediately lowered his head, letting the sword gang flash through his bun, and a thin layer of cold sweat had already leaked out from his back. The strands of hair in the sky couldn't stop drifting down and fluttering in the wind.

However, this is not the end, one move fails, and the second move starts again.

Just in his terrified eyes, a small flying foot full of wind gangs suddenly kicked up from the bottom up, with a tendency to kick his head off.

The pupils could not stop shrinking fiercely, and the thousand-faced old demon felt the terrifying pressure, hurriedly turned his body, turned to the side, and avoided it in an instant. Then he stepped on his feet again and again, and suddenly left the terrifying boundary, thousands of meters 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 he made a series of moves, and the one who was about to kill him was the skinny child. And at this moment, the child did not kick him, but kicked the air.

Yes, but the wind gang on the foot is like a peerless blade, it flew out instantly, and slid across ten people in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, but after listening to puff puff... The muffled sound continued, and ten generals of the hundred spirit kings brought by the thousand-faced old demon died in an instant, turned into blood mist, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

hiss!

I couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, everyone turned pale with fright, especially the thousand-faced old demon, who was even more frightened, staring at the sword boy in disbelief, his eyes full of shock and horror. fear.

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

At this time, the thousand-faced old devil has completely collapsed in addition to his fear!

However, how did he know that Jiantong, as an imperial soldier, had sharp blades all over his body, cutting gold and jade, cutting the sky and splitting the sea. In terms of hand-to-hand combat, even the holy beast is not his opponent, let alone a mortal body?

"Old boy, at such a young age, is your body quite flexible!"

When the two moves were missed, Jian Tong couldn't help but snorted twice, and looked at the Thousand-faced Old Demon with a sinister look, the corners of his mouth drawing a cold arc. The thousand-faced old demon saw this, but 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 time, Baili Yuyu of the Luo family had not yet made a move, and he was considered to be a strong emperor, and the little monster in front of him was another. In this case, the opponent's two emperor-rank masters assist him, which is already quite unfavorable to him.

This time he blocked the road and robbed the road, he really did not take advantage of it!

Thinking of this, the mouth of the thousand-faced old devil 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 take action today, but it is even more difficult to stop!

Fortunately, the emperor-rank powerhouse still has the advantage of the emperor-rank powerhouse. This is an advantage that the spirit king master will never be able to match!

There was a certain gleam in his eyes, and the thousand-faced old devil began to seal. And as his fingers flipped, the whole space gradually showed strange ghost faces.

"The Emperor's Heaven Seal, the Thousand Faces of Reincarnation Killing the Heaven Seal!"

As soon as the words fell, the Thousand-faced Old Demon took a ruthless step, and flew into the sky in an instant, and then disappeared suddenly. Immediately afterwards, when he heard the sound of the wind, the golden light radiated from one side, and a grimace with a height of dozens of feet suddenly appeared in front of everyone, giving off a strange smile, there were as many as a thousand!

"Hehehe... Now you know why people call this old man the Thousand Faced Demon!"

He could only hear his voice and not see his person, the thousand-faced old demon hid behind a thousand ghost faces and laughed loudly: "Each face of this old man's Emperor's Heaven Seal is equivalent to the soul attack of a master spirit king. Although it can't be as powerful as the real Spirit King, it has eight successes. Now, this old man has an army of a thousand people. Little baby, you two freaks are strong enough to protect yourself, but can you take care of others? Especially It's Steward Zhuo, and Miss Luo, you are too weak to be easily affected. If you are sensible, hand over your things!"

bump!

There was a loud noise, and before he could finish speaking, Jian Tong waved his hand and immediately smashed one of his ghost faces, and said disdainfully: "What's the big deal with the little trick of the eagle, it's vulnerable to a single blow!"

"Jie Jie Jie... I already said that this is not for you. What's the use of the two of you being strong enough? You can stare at one ghost face, can you stare at a thousand? Besides, the old man's ghost face breaks one, Can it be rebuilt, how much can you break?"

One after another strange smiles came out, and suddenly, another ghost face appeared in front of everyone, once again making up the number of thousands of 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 hot air waves: "Then I will solve your thousand ghost faces together, see how fast you build it, or I will burn it. Hurry up. Hmph, Burning the Heavens Sword Dao, burn the eight wastes!"

woohoo...

In an instant, the flames burned in the entire sky, and those ghost faces trembled one by one, and soon they all shattered into slag, turned into powder, and turned into ashes.

In the blink of an eye, the thousand ghost faces dissipated in an instant. At the same time, in the void of the sky, there was also a strange cry that was painful to the heart, and it sounded like an unbearable pain.

A wicked smile appeared on his face, and Jian Tong knew who it was when he heard it, and couldn't help laughing: "Now you know how powerful I am..."

"do not move!"

However, at this moment, a light drink suddenly came from behind, and a charred and dry palm was also tightly grasped on Zhuo Fan's throat...