Chapter 115 Sword from Huangquan!
(In this chapter, I spit out three mouthfuls of blood and drank a bowl of medicine. Life, it's hard to rise and fall, just be happy.)
Lei Peng died, and the demon world was in chaos. There is a trace of close but always-present connection between the eight demon kings. Once the life of one of them completely disappears, the other seven people will feel it.
Lei Peng's breath of life will suddenly disappear. Even the first demon king, a horrible existence as strong as Yuanxin, couldn't help crushing his favorite wine pot, untied the dark ink-like robe, and revealing the silver dress.
Everyone knows that when Yuan Xin is angry, he will untie his robe and show his clothes. The silver gown has become a nightmare for all opponents. The so-called Yuanxin has a thought, and the bones are everywhere. He is just talking about removing the disguised Yuanxin. The horrible murderous heart is gone. Only four people in the demon world can hit the front. Now that Lei Peng is dead, the four people have also become three. No one knows Yuan Xin's mood at this moment, just like the broken wine pot and the wine spilled all over the ground and mixed with rain. No one can guess what their fate will be.
Huang Yajun, who ranked third, felt that Lei Peng completely dissipated the breath between heaven and earth. The beautiful corners of his lips raised the arc of indifference. He looked out of the window with his chin, and his tone was careless and contemptuous, "Lei Peng, Lei Peng, why do you insist on stick to the door of the demon world? Although I also want to go to the human world to have a look, you are too greedy. There should be no need for anyone to remind you, you idiot.
Huang Ya seemed to be too lazy to comment on the dead Lei Peng, and took a nap with her eyes closed.
Time passed quietly. The news of Lei Peng's death did not spread too far. It was only controlled within the controllable range. Except for a few confidants of the remaining demon kings, few people knew about this matter. Even those demon masters of the big clan, because they could not know Lei Peng because they did not enter the position of demon king. It's a matter of your det.
Lin Fan, who was far away in the city, melted all the injuries in his body, held the long sword returned by the fox Meihan next to him, stared at the gray-haired woman half leaning against the corner of the wall, and said coldly, "Get up."
The woman is the human form of a gray monster. Tianhu once named her Xiaohui, but Lin Fan didn't know what to call her at this time.
Therefore, his indifference and alienation are just because he doesn't know how to get along with her. After all, Xiaohui has changed from such a ferocious and even heroic form to a woman whose face is full of confusion and coldness. This extremely powerful gap can't be accepted immediately.
However, although he became what he is now, Xiaohui still obeyed Lin Fan's orders. Hearing his words, he immediately stood up from the corner of the wall, and his golden eyes raised and stared at Lin Fan's face.
"Yes, the power after transformation has been infinitely close to the demon king, almost to the point of causing chaos in heaven and earth at any time."
Seeing that there was an inexplicable pressure flashing all over her body, Lin Fan saw the brewing of the disaster and immediately realized that her strength had reached its peak and was about to cause a big disaster. Passing through this disaster is a master, that is, the demon king of the demon world.
Lin Fan was still very happy if she could get such help, but the dull mood on her face made Lin Fan a little confused and asked in a low voice, "Do you have anything to say?"
"I...roar..."
Xiaohui opened her mouth and spit out a syllable, and then let out a low but not terrible roar. At a loss, she quickly covered her mouth and her eyes were full of gly.
"Can't you talk yet?" Lin Fan frowned. He had never heard Tianhu talk about the transformation of monsters, so he didn't know that there was such a strange thing as the transformation of monsters and the inability to speak. Hearing his words, Xiaohui nodded slightly, then shook his head and said with effort, "No... can't, yes, I'm not used to... roar!"
Another low roar sounded from her mouth. Lin Fan waved his hand helplessly and said, "You'd better get used to it first."
Because the two had not communicated with each other when they brought her back before, Lin Fan also knew that she could not speak. What he also didn't know was that as long as the monster reached the realm of the demon king, they could speak. However, Xiaohui had been sleeping in the world of the divine palace and could not awaken the talent of language, and all the time They all talk with their claws and teeth, and the people who talk to her also die directly under the claws and fangs. How can they have access to something about language?
Of course, Lin Fan has no intention of teaching her to speak. Since she can't speak, she will gradually get used to it.
"I just seemed to hear the low roar of the monster?" Suddenly, Hu Meihan walked in from the outside, as if he had not seen Xiaohui, and asked Lin Fan.
Lin Fan glanced at her, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, but denied it as if nothing had happened: "No, you absolutely misheard it."
"No, it won't be wrong. I won't misheard the roar of the monster." Hu Meihan slowly turned his eyes to Xiaohui's side face, looked at the delicate and slightly flustered cheek, looked at it carefully, and said, "Who is she?"
With a word on the ground, the smell of tit-for-tat has permeated the whole room.
Even if it is a demon clan, it seems that there will always be a little hostility between the same sex. Although this hostility is inexplicable, Lin Fan can still slightly understand the idea of the fox Meihan at this time, not to mention that Xiaohui himself is another great enemy of the demon clan besides the human race.
But understanding does not mean that you can let go. Lin Fan suddenly explained coldly, "Who she is seems to have nothing to do with you."
Hearing this, Hu Meihan raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "It doesn't matter? What if you bring back some dangerous monster and causes me to suffer?
"She is not a dangerous monster." Lin Fan crossed his fingers and held his chin. His expression gradually turned into a joke. He looked at Hu Meihan with a smile and asked, "Is it because you have a sense of crisis in your heart because you are afraid that she will take your place, you want to eradicate the dissidents?" Don't be naive. If you have this idea, you might as well figure out how to take out the heart of the demon fox.
This sentence seemed to poke the pain of the fox charming cold, which made her unnaturally embarrassed. She pulled the corners of her mouth, and finally rubbed her temples with a headache and said, "Since you think she is not in danger, I don't bother to care about you. Anyway, I can't be the one who will die. As for the heart of the heavenly fox, it will take some time to try to take it out. The pearl of the soul has not devoured the power of the heart of the heavenly fox recently. I suspect that the soul of Lord Tianhu will have the possibility of waking up. If so, it will save you from running to the demon palace to death.
"Really." Lin Fan smiled and let go of his hands, lowered his head and fiddled with the new paper on the table. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern."
"You're welcome." Hu Meihan secretly stared at Xiaohui, went to the side and sat down, as if inadvertently asked, "You know, the second demon king of the demon clan, Lei Pengjun, is dead."
"Real?" Lin Fan didn't look up, as if he couldn't hear the temptation in the cold tone of the fox, and the smile at the corners of his mouth was still bright. "That's really a pity."
He didn't notice that Hu Meihan's fist suddenly clenched and then loosened. His tone was a little heavy. "Lei Pengjun, he's not bad, but he's just a little greedy."
Shasha.
Lin Fan's hand with the paper suddenly stopped, the paper was staggered on the table, and the fine rustling sound suddenly stopped. He raised his head and his eyes fell on the fox's face. His tone was about to freeze, so cold that it made people tremble.
"If he dares to be greedy in the human world, I dare to kill him. The demon emperor also dares to kill.
The crazy murderous broken window, the fox Meihan fell to the ground, and Xiaohui was at a loss. Lin Fan was no longer in that seat, and a long sword also disappeared.
"Pretensive...pretious."
The fox who fell to the ground looked at the window pouring into the cold wind. When he was stunned, he still muttered unconvinced.
The little ash behind him still didn't understand the meaning. With a blank look in his eyes, he opened his mouth and did not make syllables.
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Traveling thousands of miles with a sword is only a literal difference from killing the world with a blade, but the deep meaning is still a little similar. Even Yuan Xinjun, the only one with the highest swordsmanship among the eight demon kings of the demon clan, has to admit this. If you want to walk with a sword, you must have the ability to draw a sword and kill people. At least the demons who have damaged Lei Peng, the demon king, have deeply experienced the horror of the opponent's strength.
The whole demon world is searching, but Yuan Xin knows that the other party will appear again, and it will appear in front of him.
Wapping his palms, he sat in the rain, dressed in silver like the moonlight, covering the square circle. There were some strange and rhythmic sad sounds around the silence. Yuanxin, whose palms were gradually trembling, blinked strangely and looked up at the dark night. In that direction, there stood the same light. Man.
He carried two swords on his back, was as silent as ink, his long hair was wet and stuck to his face. His eyes were also like ink, dark, not angry, and even a little sad.
"You're not him." Yuanxin pulled out the strongest demon weapon 'Sword of Tianwei' behind it, and the sword light sprinkled into the rain like a waterfall, blooming a beautiful lotus flower.
One, two, three, four.
The rain lotus flower divided into 72 flowers in a wave of Yuanxin, and surrounded the man from all directions, with a bang! The amazing waves that burst into the sky exploded in place. The gray splash rushed to the clouds and fell to the ground mixed with rain. Yuanxin still maintained the posture of waving his sword, but the man in the rain disappeared.
"My name is Huangquan against the water." Behind Yuanxin, such a murmur suddenly sounded. It was not sad or happy, and there was no emotion, but the cold tone made people inexplicably want to cry. Even Yuanxin was still distracted, his pupils shrank sharply, and the hot pain in his back was accompanied by a tilt of blood, bursting from the shoulder to the waist!
"It's a sword from the abyss of Huangquan."
"It's a sword to find people."
"You don't deserve to wait for him."
Poo-huh!
The sword light is continuous, and the blood is scattered all over the field. The first demon king Yuanxin's silver suit is soaked in red, and he has been injured before fighting!