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Chapter 1210 Two heads

Hohohoho...

He was gasping for breath. The thousand-faced old demon shook lightly, his face turned pale, and his beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down like a waterfall, obviously he was extremely weak.

Jian Tong and Baili Yuyu turned their heads and looked at them, but at first they were shocked, but when they saw that the hostage he was detained was Zhuo Fan, they instantly became indifferent.

Unaware of the strange expressions of everyone, the Thousand-Faced Old Demon gritted his teeth and roared: "Hurry up and hand over the map of the Nether Sea, otherwise I will be polite!"

As he said that, he grabbed Zhuo Fan's dry claws tightened a lot again.

After looking at each other, the Luo family members did not speak, and their faces were extremely calm.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? Even if he is just a bone-forging realm, isn't he your housekeeper? Do you really care about his life or death?"

"The method of distraction... Senior, you used to be an assassin!"

The Thousand-faced Old Demon roared and gradually became confused in his heart, but before he could figure out the truth, a leisurely sound was so sudden that it was heard into his ears, so close to him: "Divide your soul into thousands of ways, confuse your enemies, win in chaos, and be so good at concealing you, I didn't realize that it was indeed a rare skill. However, this also gave the other party the opportunity to break one by one and slowly fight. You must know that the soul exposed is still quite fragile even if you have the strength of the Spirit King. It is very unfavorable in the battle of the emperor-level masters!"

With his eyebrows trembled, the old demon looked up, but he saw Zhuo Fan's ridiculous eyes. He couldn't help but be furious: "In the battle of the emperor's master, you know nothing about the bone-making realm. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will break your neck now!"

"Hahaha...If you did this earlier, you might have a chance. Unfortunately... an assassin is an assassin. It's a pity that it's about being quick, accurate and ruthless, killing one blow, not catching hostages. If you don't use a killer move, you are destined to end your assassin career!"

I couldn't help but be stunned. The Thousand-Faced Old Demon looked at him deeply, but he was extremely puzzled. He was an ant in the bone-forging realm, and Is he still going to kill him with a blow? Now he is holding it in his own hands. Isn't it just a matter of a flash? Why...

Click!

Suddenly, a crisp bone explosion sounded, and the thousand-faced old demon shook his body. I didn't understand why, but I felt that the claws that were holding Zhuo Fan's throat seemed to be frozen and could no longer move. Looking up, I was even more shocked. At this moment, at some point, Zhuo Fan's right hand was shining with a faint red light, holding his claws tightly. It was like an iron plier, tightly clamping it.

"How...how is it possible..."

The face couldn't help but thrust hard. The Qian-faced Old Demon wanted to tighten his fingers immediately and crush Zhuo Fan's throat. Unfortunately, his stiff claws could no longer be pulled, and he was slowly leaving the deadly position by an incredible force.

"You...you..."

There was finally a shock on his face. The thousand-faced old demon looked at his claws and was stepping away from his sight. He looked in front of him with less than a slight slightest glance. Zhuo Fan's evil smile also flashed with a divine light of fear in his eyes, and even his pupils were getting bigger and bigger: "How could you have such power... a bone-forging realm..."

"Hahaha...I said that your assassin career is over!"

Hurry!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Fan's eyes turned cold. The unicorn arm suddenly pulled, and the already weak body of the Thousand-Faced Old Demon instantly flew out from his shoulders. Even the arm was torn apart by the huge force. Thousand-Faced Blood sprinkled all over the floor.

call out!

However, before he could feel the pain of the broken arm, a black shadow flashed again, and a sword was cut out in his terrified eyes.

Swish!

A big and good head flew up in the air and landed in a small palm. The headless and armless body of the Thousand-Faced Old Demon spasmed in the pool of blood for a while, and finally kicked his legs and never moved again.

The other subordinates he brought, seeing that even the boss was killed here, had no courage to continue to entangle, and exclaimed, fled one by one, scattered like birds and beasts.

Zhuo Fan and the others didn't chase him, but just watched them leave with a sneer, with contempt on their faces.

There are so many people here, but they just took Butler Zhuo as hostage. It's really an old birthday star who hangs him. He thinks he has a long life, hum!

"Dad, I got his head!"

The sword boy presented his head, which was still surprised, panicked and confused. Zhuo Fan nodded slightly and then received it in the ring. Then he waved his hand and continued to lead people on the road as if nothing had happened, without a trace.

However, within a quarter of an hour after they left, several men in black flashed around the pool of blood, and then disappeared.

Yunlan City, in the city lord's mansion, the city lord listened to the report of the spy beneath his back, frowned and pondered, and murmured: "You mean, the Thousand-faced Old Demons and their gang were easily killed by the Luo family? It seems that the Luo family is not an ordinary force, and they don't even care about the Demon Emperor, and dare to offend this way. By the way, have their details been found out?"

"Go back to the city lord, we have already sent people to Huanxi Town to inquire. There is indeed such a family. But there has always been a remote and rare place. No matter how deep their background is, it is difficult to check again. However, according to the people who are doing business along the way, this town has existed for thousands of years, far away from the secular world and should not be too involved with the forces of the Holy Land!"

"Why did a local snake who has been hidden for thousands of years go on the move at this time? Moreover, it is so high-profile..."

His eyes turned around, and the city lord pondered for a moment, suddenly turned around: "It seems that we have to report this to the Gambling Emperor. It is really strange that a force without background dares to steal things from the Eight Emperors and even kills the Eight Emperors!"

Two months later, in a dim hall, in the main seat, a dark figure couldn't see his face clearly. The city lord was kneeling below, reporting to the details of the casino one by one.

After he finished speaking, a long time later, a hearty laughter sounded in the darkness: "Hahaha... Interesting and interesting. None of the eight emperors who resounded throughout the holy realm won the gamble, but instead made an unknown small family stand out, which is truly unprecedented!"

"Lord Gambling Emperor, the Luo family has a lot of talents and is not limited to one's own talent. Although the housekeeper Zhuo Fan has a low cultivation level, he is a steward and stable person, and his family guards are hidden. Such a family is definitely not an ordinary person!"

"That's natural. Although life is just a fight, luck accounts for a large part, but without the corresponding strength, no matter how good the luck is, it cannot help you. How could I underestimate such a family? Hahaha..."

After slowly waved his hand, the Gambling Emperor couldn't help but chuckled: "By the way, they killed the Demon Emperor's subordinates, which is equivalent to provoking the butcher. How should they deal with it next? If they have the ability to choose a power, they will naturally not worry. Otherwise, they either go to find their true backer, or go to the other seven emperors to seek protection. In this way, the master family will appear next to the map, so... where did they go?"

After pondering for a while, the city lord bowed again: "Report to the Gambling Emperor, according to the spies he followed along, the direction they were heading towards Tianmo Mountain!"

"What?"

He couldn't help but be stunned. The shadow in the darkness suddenly froze for a while. After a while, he murmured suspiciously: "If you kill someone's subordinates, the Demon Emperor may be searching for them all over the world. They are so good that they have come to the door. What the hell is the Luo family... doing? Do they think they really have the ability to start a war with the Demon Emperor and face the battle head-on?"

His brows were frowning deeply, the gambling emperor was confused, and the city lord was also confused and could not understand...

On the other hand, with a crisp clang, a good jade pot fell to the ground and broke into powder. A young man in gorgeous clothes stood in the middle of the lobby with an angry look on his face. Below were a group of timid men in black, trembling and kneeling down.

"You mean, this time, the gambling city competition, it's fine if you can't get the map of the Nether Sea back. One of the people sent by me disappeared, and the other was killed directly. And it was killed by an unknown small force, right?"

"Demon... Lord Demon Emperor calms down. The Luo family is indeed too strange and difficult to deal with..." The man below trembled and reported carefully.

That's right, at this moment, this angry young man is undoubtedly Zhao Cheng, the new Demon King after Zhuo Fan.

However, compared to Zhuo Fan's hiding his strength and maintaining a low profile, Zhao Cheng seemed to be a little bit successful. Once he gained power, he began to expand his power endlessly. His methods were even more cruel than Zhuo Fan back then.

His reputation for being cruel also made not only his opponents, but even his own people were frightened and did not dare to get close to them!

He glanced at everyone below coldly, and Zhao Cheng couldn't help but smile evilly: "It's not easy to deal with? The Thousand-faced Old Demon led a hundred Spirit King masters, but he couldn't even take a small family? Then what's the use of me?"

"waste!"

With a loud shout, Zhao Cheng suddenly waved his hand and heard Kara's voice. The person who had just answered was instantly split into pieces and shattered into pieces. When everyone saw it, they were shocked and leaned over and bowed down: "Stop the anger!"

"Hmph, I only know this sentence every day. If you help me and do things beautifully, how could I have so much anger?"

Shaking his sleeves hatefully, Zhao Cheng continued to question: "Where is the Luo family, where is now?"

“Uh…I don’t know…”

"have no idea?"

"Dear Lord Demon Emperor calmed down. After Lord Thousand Faces was killed by them, we dared not follow him again..."

"waste!"

With a loud shout, Zhao Cheng waved his hand and crushed more than ten people into pieces, turning into a pool of blood and flowing on the ground. Seeing this, everyone was so scared that they were silent and did not dare to say anything anymore.

At this moment, a respectful rumor suddenly came from outside the door: "Mr. Demon Emperor, someone asked for a visit outside the mountain, and even gave him a gift. Please check it out!"

"Gift?"

Zhao Cheng was a little confused when he trembled his eyebrows, but he still said, "Take it up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two servants walked in slowly holding two exquisite wooden boxes and placed them respectfully on the ground. Zhao Cheng flicked his finger and opened the box, but saw that there were two bloody heads inside...
Chapter completed!
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