007 "Moon Devil"

The sun sets, and the night is in charge of the whole world.

In the spiritual tavern, Lihuo Zhenjun drank a lot of wine, and his men said some vulgar jokes beside him, which made him laugh.

The long-haired man also specifically mentioned Uncle Zhao during the day.

Lihuo Zhenjun sneered and said, "That old man is a hard bone. He has been beaten so many times and still protects his machine. What's the use of a broken machine? Injecting Zhenyuan is simply a joke.

"Lord Lihuo is right. They are all fools. Cultivated people can restore their cultivation by themselves. Why do they need to use that bottomless thing?"

"Yes, yes, the name of Lord Lihuo."

Raise a glass in the pub to make a ball for Lihuo Zhenjunqing.

"Papa." The door of the pub opened, and the shop did not disperse the noise of the past because of a visitor.

"Hey, the big man inside, come out." Yang Zifan held his hands and squinted at Lihuo Zhenjun sitting on the innermost counter, and said coldly.

Everyone in the store was stunned for a moment. Who in the whole Rainbow Town dared to call the real king of fire like this?

The long-haired man found that he was a boy who was severely beaten by several people more than a month ago. He laughed and broke the silence of the tavern: "Lord Lihuo, it's the boy who was beaten by us some time ago."

Li Huo Zhenjun put down the cup in his hand, looked at him and asked, "Kid you not get enough?"

Yang Zifan continued unmoved and said, "Hey, big man, did you destroy Uncle Zhao's hope number?"

When everyone in the store heard about this incident, they made a fuss and laughed more than surprise. No one could believe that this boy came to find fault, and he came to find the fault of Lihuo Zhenjun. The end will be very miserable in a while.

Lihuo Zhenjun looked at him with some surprise, put the cup on the counter and asked, "Are you challenging me?"

The answer has been confirmed. Yang Zifan smiled coldly and said, "Go and apologize to Uncle Zhao."

"Apologize..." The long-haired man looked at Yang Zifan incredibly and laughed loudly, "Do you know who he is? The captain of the first team of the Rainbow Town Special Team, the super master of Rainbow Town, and the real king of Lihuo, known as Hellfire, you boy is looking for death.

When Lihuo Zhenjun heard his title, he took a sip of wine, threw the glass to the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and said to Yang Zifan, "Kid, I won't stop you if I want to die."

As soon as everyone heard this, Lihuo Zhenjun wanted to take action. I don't know who took the lead and shouted, "Kill him, kill him." There was a mess in the pub. Lihuo Zhenjun left his seat, and Yang Zifan turned around and walked out of the pub.

A large circle of people surrounded Yang Zifan and Lihuo Zhenjun. Lihuo Zhenjun took off his black robe and the long-haired man diligently took it over.

"Hey, do it!" Yang Zifan's face was cold, and his clear eyes were not sad or happy. He stared at the arrogant Lihuo Zhenjun.

Lihuo Zhenjun looked at the boy in front of him in surprise. In only a month, he had to be so calm, but with his cultivation of the golden elixir period and the hottest formula in the world, he was not afraid of anyone.

After hitting his fist, he said to Yang Zifan, "If you die, don't blame me for mercy and let you taste the secret of leaving the fire."

"Fire Phoenix Fist." Lihuo Zhenjun's feet were as hard, like Lixian flying arrows, and his fists turned red. With one punch down, he was not crooked. Yang Zifan was hit on the ground by a sudden punch. Lihuo Zhenjun looked at Yang Zifan under his feet and laughed and said, "You can also teach me a lesson. You say that there are many funny people in the world. Not much."

"more." Everyone laughed and responded, laughing at the poor Yang Zifan on the ground.

"Hey, this is not enough." Yang Zifan stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said indifferently that he was not hurt at all because of Huofeng Fist.

Lihuo Zhenjun looked at him in surprise, and the crowd around him caused an uproar. No one could believe that his eyes ate Lihuo Zhenjun's fire phoenix fist and it was all right.

The long-haired man took a step back and shouted, "Kid, go quickly! Lord Lihuo, show mercy and let you live. Don't be ignorant.

"Hey, big man, show your strongest ability." Yang Zifan ignored the long-haired man and said to Lihuo Zhenjun.

Lihuo Zhenjun's face turned blue and turned to laugh, "Since you are going to die, there's nothing you can do."

"The highest secret of leaving fire." His blonde hair trembled, and all the real yuan on his body gushed out, and a purple-blue flame ignited on his hands. At the moment when the flame ignited, all the onlookers could not stand the heat from above and retreated more than 100 meters. The plants, land, and even stones around him were because of the fire in his hands. The flame began to melt, just like hell.

He condensed the fireballs in his hand, and then gathered two other flames in his hand again. After five times, the purple-blue flames were compressed into black. He pinched his hands and covered his arms. At this time, the 100 meters of land around him began to burn.

Yang Zifan looked coldly, and his face was still not sad or happy. Only a trace of dark and deep anger could be seen in his clear eyes, which was anger at a guy who stained other people's dreams and anger against such people.

"Hell's Fire." Lihuo Zhenjun shouted, and people 100 meters away watched excitedly. The huge and hot power even made some slightly lower-cultivated guys faint on the spot.

"Boom!" Lihuo Zhenjun moved, like a fire dragon. People around him could not see his speed at all, faster than the naked eye. Coupled with the extremely hot hellfire, the onlookers only felt a suffocating force entangled and made a line to rush to the "small man" in the field in an instant.

Yang Zifan's knees bent slightly, and his arms suddenly hit to the right.

"Bang." With the sound of an explosion, the flames lit up the vast night, and people watching around fled one after another. Some sharp-eyed people saw a thin fist gently stretched out in the burning flame.

The wind rose, the flying flames shot everywhere, and the temperature in the field dropped rapidly. Lihuo Zhenjun was hit in the cheek by Yang Zifan's fist, and his huge body fell down. He was no longer motionless and fainted on the spot.

The long-haired man couldn't believe his eyes and punched the boy who was severely beaten by himself and others a month ago. With only one punch, he knocked down Lihuo Zhenjun, who ranked first in the Rainbow Town special group, and was so scared that he did not dare to be turbulent for a while. All the onlookers were also frightened by this scene. Who would have thought that such a young boy had such a powerful power? A guy like Lihuo Zhenjun who was good at hand-to-hand combat was punched to the ground by him, and it seemed that he did not use Zhenyuan at all.

The strong wind danced Yang Zifan's plain gown. He patted the dust on his body. Because of the emergence of power, the headscarf fell to the ground, revealing the mysterious blue lotus flower on his forehead.

He lowered his head and picked up the headscarf, slowly surrounded it, and walked to the crowd. The crowd made way one after another, the wind stopped, and he disappeared into the streets of Rainbow Town.

Everyone woke up and didn't know who said first; "Have you seen the cyan print on his forehead? Who is he?"

"Yes, I see. Such a person is so horrible."

"Have you seen the ring in his hand? There are three dragons entangled together. It's also cyan. Who has heard of such a place?"

"Who is he?"

"Who is he?"

"Does it have anything to do with the legendary Youdu Moonlight family?"

"Is it a moon demon?"

"It must be the moon demon. Only the moon demon in the moonlight clan in Youdu has such power."

"Yes, yes, it must be."

For a while, rumors were everywhere in Rainbow Town. The center of the rumors was around the man who was a month-old demon and knocked down the real king of Lihuo with one punch. Yang Zifan, the party involved in such a fast spread speed, did not notice it at all.