The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 664: Respect

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"Okay, brothers, destroy his body, if we torture his spirit, we will stop work!" Guihu glanced at the crowd, understood Zhuo Fan's instructions, and shouted loudly.

Nodding slightly, everyone walked toward Ren Cong with a wicked smile.

Ren Cong trembled unconsciously, and Ren Cong trembled with fright, cowering!

However, at this moment, a hum of spatial fluctuation sounded, and a white beam of light suddenly appeared in front of everyone. At the same time, an old voice came out faintly: "Well, little guys, it's enough trouble, three hours have come, and the team battle between Moce Sect and Tianxing Sect is over!"

"It's over, how can it be so fast?" Kui Lang looked inexplicably surprised for a moment: "We haven't destroyed this kid's body yet, and haven't played enough yet, how come it's time?"

When everyone else heard it, they were also somewhat distracted, feeling that Baiju was passing by.

Unconsciously chuckled, Zhuo Fan glanced at Ren Cong’s bright red scorpion with a wicked smile, and couldn’t help but said indifferently: “Well, good times are always short. Now that the time is up, follow the rules of the Ssangyong Club. , Let’s stop. By the way, Brother Ren, no matter how you say, you are also the grandson of Tianxingzong who is the head of the three sects of protecting the country. We have no father and son on the battlefield, and we are still good friends under the battlefield. Friendship is the first, and the game is second. . Do you think you walked back by yourself, or should I find someone to help you back?"

False!

She couldn't help but twitched, and hummed inwardly at the crowd on the battlefield.

Today they are considered to have seen what a real cultivator is. Ruthless, hypocritical and perverted, Zhuo Fan is simply all evil.

Ren Cong had a deflated face and made no sound, but silently took out a jacket from the ring, then got up with difficulty, and walked towards the white light with his **** in a squeaky manner. , And then got inside, disappeared with a swish.

Looking at each other, Zhuo Fan and Kui Lang laughed.

Yue Ling and the others, with their cheeks flushed, gave them a fierce look, and shook their heads noncommittal!

Next, Zhuo Fan and the others also entered the white light one after another, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed, and they returned to the battlefield of Shuanglongyuan.

However, it was not cheers and applause that greeted them, but everyone's look of fear and jealousy.

The team battle between Mo Ce Sect and Tian Xing Sect was not as fierce as people imagined, but on the contrary, it was a one-sided dilemma. And under Zhuo Fan's instruction, this team battle has become a cat and mouse slaughter.

No, it should be a game!

Because everyone in Tianxingzong was not killed directly, but was played to death. It can be said that this battle showed the fierce and brutal nature of Mo Ce Sect.

In the end, the grandmaster of Tianxingzong, Ren Cong, would not end up with the ruthless cruelty of Zhuo Fan and others if he hadn't been given the title of Young Master.

Although the current fate is not so good...

The body was still trembling, Ren Cong, supported by the elder Qi, stood opposite the people of Mo Ce Sect. It's just that his head is still low, and his deep sense of fear makes him different from the previous one. He doesn't dare to raise his usual arrogant head to look at the devil on the opposite side.

Elder Qi saw his son's appearance so irritated, staring fiercely at the people on the opposite side, gritted his teeth with hatred, clenched his fists tightly, and made a rattling noise.

But Zhuo Fan and others don't care, there is still a wicked smile on their faces, as if they are saying, old man, there is a kind of you!

A cold glance at both sides, the judge elders were noncommittal, and faintly said: "This time the Moce Sect and the Skywalking Sect team battle, the Moce Sect will go to ten people, return to nine people, and the Skywalker will go to ten people, and one will return. , To win by absolute advantage. Moce Sect, do you have to challenge it again? By then, your opponent will be the second Demon Soul Sect of the Three Sects!"

"War, of course we must fight!"

Without thinking, Zhuo Fan blurted out.

As if he had already expected it, the elder judge nodded slightly and continued: "Then whether you are going to fight now or if you rest for three days to fight again, it is up to you to decide!"

"Our strength hasn't been consumed much, so naturally we will fight now!" With a wicked smile, Zhuo Fan said loudly.

Nodded faintly, the judge elder once again looked in the direction of the Demon Soul Sect, and said quietly: "Devil Soul Sect, are you willing to fight? If you don't want to fight, the Magic Strategy Sect will automatically advance, and you will lose one. Game!"

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Han Yunfeng fell silent, thinking carefully.

Zhuo Fan was taken aback, looked at him deeply, puzzled. Didn't this kid say that he was going to give up a round, why he hesitated again?

"We are going to fight!" However, at this moment, Han Yunfeng raised his head abruptly, made a sound, and turned to Zhuo Fan’s eyes, full of fighting spirit: "If we should not fight It is indeed the best choice, but in that case, we will definitely regret it for a lifetime. But don’t think that you can humiliate us like Tianxingzong. The Devil Soul Sect has only ghosts who died in battle, and no humiliated people!"

"Huh, then we'll see when the time comes..." With a cold smile, Green Scorpion shouted contemptuously, but Zhuo Fan waved his hand and immediately stopped it.

With a slight eyelid, Zhuo Fan looked at him deeply and nodded secretly: "Very well, but you have to be mentally prepared. We will never release water!"

"Hmph, no one wants you to release water!" With a cold smile, Han Yunfeng hummed softly.

An indifferent smile crossed the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Fan shook his head non-committal, and looked at the rest of Mo Ce Sect and said: "The people of the Demon Soul Sect are different from the previous Tianxing Sect, so you can’t be frightened. Such an opponent , Let’s stop playing and take it seriously."

"Why, there are only two of them in the Void Transformation Realm, and we need to be serious?" Unable to stop, Kui Lang took a deep look at the people of the Demon Soul Sect and said strangely.

Unconsciously chuckled, Zhuo Fan said quietly: "You look at their eyes, they are all going to die. You want to play, but they will not let you have fun. Instead of doing this, it is better to face them. , They should be respected. They played with the will to die from the beginning, knowing that they can’t do it, it’s the way of cultivating against the sky. With the group of Tianxingzong, they swept the whole audience. The second generation ancestor team is different. Who should play and who should be respected, we should also have a sense of measure!"

Unconsciously, Kui Lang and the others looked in the direction of the Demon Soul Sect.

Sure enough, although their overall strength is comparable to that of Tianxingzong, everyone's complexion is much more solemn and resolute. Even after seeing how they and others abused and killed the people of Skywalking Sect, deep in their eyes, they still didn't have the slightest timidity!

"These people... really deserve our serious treatment!" Flicked his brows, Kui Lang took a deep breath and nodded faintly, his expression suddenly becoming solemn.

Looking at these people, they suddenly remembered their original self. If Zhuo Fan hadn't greatly improved their strength, they would have been like the current disciples of the Demon Soul Sect, just thinking about taking their own life. , Just throw it at the Ssangyong Meeting!

For a while, everyone felt a lot of emotion and let out a long sigh.

I raised my eyes and glanced at the two men and horses, the judge elder coughed lightly, and said lightly: "The two disciples, please enter the Sumi enchantment, and the second game of the Zhongsan Challenge will begin!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan took the lead to walk towards the gate with his disciples, and Han Yunfeng hurriedly followed. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, Zhuo Fan stopped slightly while walking, just in time for Han Yunfeng to catch up with his pace.

In this way, the two walked in almost at the same time, and the disciples of both sides also entered at the same time, and when they teleported to the small valley again, they also arrived at almost the same time!

"This kid also has something that people like. He's not so stubborn. He's a jerk!" At the top of the stand, Wu Qingqiu couldn't help but smile happily when he looked at all this.

The flame demon watched from the side, his eyes trembling, and he nodded involuntarily: "Indeed, now the Moce Sect is in full swing, this kid should be arrogant. But he was just before entering the enchantment again. Deliberately stopping for a while, letting Han Yunfeng catch up and walk in side by side, but it is the greatest respect for the other party!"

"Yeah, you respect me one point, and I will pay you a ten meter; if you insult me ​​three inches, I will pay you a hundred feet. Previously, this kid instructed a disciple of the Moce Sect to torture and kill the Skywalker, it seems that it is not unreasonable It’s just that we only saw the cruelty of Moce Sect on the field, but we didn’t see the arrogance of Skywalking Sect in the field, so we regarded Moce Sect members as villains, and the notoriety of Demon Dao probably came from this. Ha ha ha... this world!"

Looking at Wu Qingqiu deeply, the Flame Demon nodded faintly: "I can't think of you as a righteous disciple, and it's not easy to understand the difficulties of our demon disciple!"

"Hehehe...because it is the right way, it is more necessary to have a heart of tolerance. The disciples of the magic way are paranoid, but not necessarily wrong, I will not be so prejudiced!"

Unconsciously laughed, Wu Qingqiu suddenly looked at Yan Demon and said: "By the way, I think Zhuo Fan is not the kind of unreasonable person, but he treats people and things differently, and the methods are a bit poisonous. You said it was almost the last time. How did he get him killed when he was killed?"

"Uh, it's... none of your business!" His cheeks turned red, and the Balrog turned his head noncommittal.

Seeing this scene, Wu Qingqiu laughed unconsciously and shook his head helplessly!

Modao loves troubles, narrow-minded, but can't have troubles. So when two demon cultivators meet, there will always be trouble. Hey, how can you look like a righteous disciple, each wearing a mask, hypocrisy is a bit hypocritical, but can it be fair?

Thinking of this, Wu Qingqiu couldn't help but shook his head, the devil's frank, irritable and upright hypocritical and peaceful, but no one knows who is the devil and who is the upright...

On the other hand, as soon as the two disciples entered the valley, they confronted each other. Zhuo Fan stepped lightly under his feet, immediately jumped behind everyone, and looked at the opposite side coldly.

Brows trembled unconsciously, Han Yunfeng and the others looked puzzled, but Zhuo Fan chuckled and said quietly, "It's still the original sentence, who shared the joy with me? After the nine of them, Come to me again!"

The pupils couldn't help shaking, and Han Yunfeng's complexion immediately became cold, and the look in Zhuo Fan's eyes was full of raging anger...