Chapter 103 Destroy the enemy

"You all have to die!" Zhang Fan raised his head and said to the crowd.

"Haha", a burst of laughter sounded, Feng Tian looked up and laughed, and even the standing soldiers began to laugh. For a moment, the atmosphere in the scene was extremely awkward.

"We have to die?" Feng Tian looked at Zhang Fan with contemptuous face and said, "You think you are the demon master of the demon world. You speak so well."

"You have to die." Zhang Fan said lightly.

"If you dare to talk to our boss like this, go to hell!" As soon as Xiaohu heard that Zhang Fan said this, he immediately became active, so that he would become prominent in front of the boss. Xiao Hu thought to himself.

When Feng Tian heard this, he couldn't help saying happily, "Okay, Xiao Hu, I will promote you as my deputy when I go back today." When the soldiers around heard this, they all scolded that they would not do anything. If they spoke like Xiaohu, they might be promoted. Everyone's heart is full of emotion.

When Xiao Hu heard the words, he was even more energetic, as if the fear brought by the bloody light in Zhang Fan's eyes just now did not exist. He suddenly waved his right fist, which had accumulated magic power, and hit Zhang Fan's head.

There was no bloodshed, and Zhang Fan's head did not blossom, but Xiaohu in front of him looked frightened and wanted to shout, but he couldn't shout.

"Wang". Xiaohu actually shrank quickly and gradually turned into a pile of dead bones, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes widened and said in their hearts, "It's impossible." So they all rubbed their eyes one after another, as if they had hallucinations just now. Even Feng Tian rubbed his eyes and said doubtfully, "I saw it wrong?"

When everyone opened their eyes again, they still didn't see Xiao Hu. Therefore, there are some strange feelings in the center of everyone's hearts.

"I told you that you must die." Zhang Fan's death-like voice floated through everyone's ears, which was indescribably strange.

Feng Tian trembled all over and gave birth to a sense of fear. Damn, why am I afraid of such a little doll? What a shame." Feng Tian scolded secretly and asked the other two to kill Zhang Fan.

A trace of blood gushed out of Zhang Fan's body. In such a pure demon world, these bloody spirits trembled with excitement and joy. Zhang Fan could clearly but felt the slow flow of the suppressed magic power in his body, and the Buddha's power and Daoyuan power were suppressed one after another.

"No, this boy's body is revealing strange things. You go and kill him." Feng Tian looked at the blood mist gushing out of Zhang Fan's body and felt a little bad.

The boss speaks, how dare the little brothers not obey? And it's their head. Although these soldiers are a little afraid, they are so powerful. Where is he going? Didn't we pinch it to death? Thinking about this, these people feel much more comfortable and are no more afraid of Zhang Fan.

"Kill!" A fat man rushed to the front in order to make a good impression on Feng Tian. But he forgot how Xiao Hu disappeared just now. Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with blood, so he raised his right hand and gently shook the fat man. The thin blood evil spirit around him immediately condensed into a "blood evil hand print" and imprinted on the fat man.

The fat man shouted loudly, and a layer of black gas appeared on the surface of his body, but it was useless in front of the "blood evil handprint" and was directly slapped to death!

Zhang Fan's eyes were cold. He looked at the fat man's body, reached out and grabbed it in his hand. The blood in his body poured into the fat man's body, and then a large amount of magic power and blood were taken away by the blood and brought back to Zhang Fan's body. Zhang Fan's originally fractured left arm also reacted and gradually regained consciousness.

Zhang Fan felt that the injury in his body had eased a certain amount, so he began to look at the soldiers in front of him. And the light in Zhang Fan's eyes is bloody.

The soldiers targeted by Zhang Fan were all uncomfortable. At this time, Feng Tian also knew that the boy was unusual and a thorn.

"Damn it, you have to do it yourself." Feng Tian cursed, swang the mace in his hand, and told the soldiers around him, "You will take good care of this old man. If he runs away, you won't want to live." The soldiers nodded one after another and almost jumped up happily. No one wants to stay with the godly Zhang Fan.

"Kid, it's so deep that you want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?" Feng Tian mocked Zhang Fan while secretly accumulating strength.

Zhang Fan turned a deaf ear to his words and fell into the memory of just now. Just now, when he watched Fubo being injured and there was nothing he could do, a violent breath rose from the bottom of his heart. This breath had an indescribable feeling, but it did help himself and broke the seal a small mouth.

Although it was just a small mouth, it helped Zhang Fan a lot. Now Zhang Fan's strength has returned to the strength at the beginning of reincarnation. Although it is very weak, it is enough to protect himself. Moreover, Feng Tian is just in the middle of reincarnation. Zhang Fan believes that he has the strength to keep him and send him back to his grandma's house.

Seeing that Zhang Fan would not hit himself, Feng Tian didn't hit him in one place. Although he was the head of more than a dozen people, he was also an official after all. Such a little boy didn't sell his account. Feng Tian was even more annoyed after thinking about it. He directly held a mace and hit Zhang Fan in the head.

Zhang Fan suddenly felt a great force that wanted to attack him. He didn't think about it. His mind moved, and the blood and evil spirit around him was rather a small shield. Resist Feng Tian's blow.

Feng Tian was stunned. He didn't expect that the blood and evil spirit around the boy was so strange that he resisted his attack. Feng Tian was secretly surprised. He was also famous for his strength. In addition, he also had some magic power. Even if it was a small hill, he could flatten it. But such a thin layer of blood fog can resist his attack, and it is so easy that Feng Tian's contempt in his heart was also put away by Feng Tian and treated the young man in front of him seriously.

Zhang Fan still did not take action, but quietly looked at Feng Tian in front of him. Feng Tian began to feel anxious and didn't want to work with Zhang Fan like this, so as soon as he took action, it was a thunderbolt.

Feng Tian threw out the wolf's tooth stick in his hand and pinched the formula with both hands. Then, a momentum of giving up someone else gushed out of Feng Tian. Feng Tian's eyes flashed with green light, and then reached out to grab the mace and suddenly waved it.

The sharp thorn on the mace actually stretched a little strangely, and then the spike shot at Zhang Fan densely.

Before playing, Feng Tian held a mace, jumped high and hit Zhang Fan in the head. In the air, his body shook, and then three Feng Tian appeared, holding a mace, with a fierce look on his face.

Because there were too many spikes from the mace, Zhang Fan's sight was blocked, so Zhang Fan did not notice the change in the sky at this time.

Zhang Fan snorted coldly and waved his hands. Two virtual blood-colored hands appeared to stop the sharp thorns that shot over. I want to repay him in his own way. But looking at the opposite side, it was empty, and there was no one, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Zhang Fan was shocked and immediately looked up. He saw three dark shadows and wanted to attack him. Zhang Fan sneered, shook his hands, and saw the spike on the stopped mace sent back.

When Feng Tianzheng, who was falling, was secretly happy that he was about to get it, he suddenly found a dense shadow that he wanted to shoot by himself. When he saw it clearly, his face changed greatly. This was the spike of the mace in his hand. Feng Tian was shocked and immediately got out of the attack range of the spikes. But a few spikes fell on Feng Tian's body.

A living "hedgehog" appeared. Those soldiers were dumbfounded. Usually, the boss can only turn others into hedgehogs. How can anyone else turn the boss into hedgehogs?

Sure enough, Feng Tian was angry. He stood up and looked at Zhang Fan angrily.

Suddenly, a painful cough attracted Zhang Fan's attention. Only then did Zhang Fan remember that Fubo was seriously injured and was in danger. Zhang Fan's eyes burst into amazing murderous intent and walked to Feng Tian.

Feng Tian was also a little frightened under the murderous intention. But Feng Tian understood that he had to fight hard. After thinking about it, Feng Tian injected all the magic power of his body into the mace in his hand. The yellow light flashed, and the mace quickly became bigger.

However, Zhang Fan was not interested in waiting. He directly flashed to Feng Tian. In his surprised eyes, Zhang Fan stretched out his right fist and hit Feng Tian's chest fiercely. Moreover, Feng Tian also heard Zhang Fan's words: "I'll send you and your grandma's house."

Feng Tian only felt that his body turned upside down, and his qi and blood were surging, and he was in severe pain. Zhang Fan breathed gently. Feng Tian only felt a sharp pain in his body, and his eyes were dull, his pupils dilated, and he fell straight down. It was serious, with strong unwillingness and resentment towards Zhang Fan.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and the boss was killed by the other party.

"You all have to die!" Zhang Fan's voice fell, and his body disappeared directly. After dozens of breaths, Fubo and Zhang Fan came out of the yard, and there was no one left.

"Fubo, how are you?" Zhang Fan squatted beside Fubo and helped him say.

"Go to my room and take out a letter from my bed." Fubo said tremblingly.

As soon as Zhang Fan heard this, he immediately rushed to Fubo's room and took out the letter.

"Tomorrow, you... go to Sirius Town and find a man named Wang Yi. Let him take you to the 'Magic Flame Gate' and give this letter to a man named Xu Zitong in the 'Magic Flame Gate'. You must go." After saying "go", his head tilted and his eyes slowly closed.

"Fubo, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." Zhang Fan's hand trembled and touched Fubo's nose. There is no breath. Obviously, he is dead.

"Ah!" Zhang Fan hugged Fubo's body and roared loudly. The sad voice cut through the sky...

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