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And it is an instant death, a completely irreversible death!
Therefore, it was impossible for him to tell Fang Yu any real information about the secrets of the Holy Academy.
But under this situation, if An Ran could not give enough temptation, Fang Yu would have to kill him here!
He doesn't want to die!
He must not die here!
"Fang Yu, calm down, it will be good for us." An Ran continued to persuade, "You have crushed me, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, I am a complete loser, you win... You have to vent your anger, before
It should be almost done, so why bother to kill them all?"
"Kill me, you have no other positive meaning except for a better mood."
"Save my life, I will provide you with all the information about the Holy Academy, which will bring you great help!"
Fang Yu said nothing, with no expression on his face.
This reaction made An Ran's heart sink and he became more and more frightened.
"Fang Yu! You have to know that the Holy Academy is now well aware of you and regards you as the number one target!" An Ran shouted again, "And what about you? What do you know about the Holy Academy? You really don't want to know about the Holy Academy.
Is the hospital's plan and intelligence?"
An Ran was already hysterical at this moment, and even a faint crying voice was faintly revealed in his roar.
This is completely different from his previous calmness and his calm appearance that is always confident.
But...this is the most true look when facing death.
No matter how high the position is, the power is, no matter how high the cultivation is, it is the same when facing death.
Same fear, same despair, same collapse!
All living beings may have a big gap in their lives... but they are the same when they die.
Listening to An Ran's words gradually collapsed, Fang Yu's smile became brighter and brighter.
Such a smile, in Anran, means the approaching of death.
"Yes, I just don't want to know, I just... want to kill you." Fang Yu opened his eyes wide, and a blood-red light flashed in his pupils, and his smile was as terrifying as a demon.
At this moment, when An Ran heard Fang Yu's words, she felt that her soul was about to collapse.
He found that Fang Yu was already crazy... he couldn't listen to his words at all!
"Fang Yu, you..." An Ran still wanted to speak.
"call!"
At this moment, a golden flame suddenly ignited the green air transformed by Anran!
The flame suddenly came, but once it was ignited, it spread at an extremely fast speed.
“Huhhhh…”
The flames spread rapidly, swallowing up the entire green air!
"Si Lala..."
A burning sound rang out.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh…”
An Ran let out the most miserable howl.
At this moment, he was equivalent to his soul being burned directly, and the pain was extremely severe!
At any time, the pain in the flesh and blood is not as good as the pain in the soul!
The pain on the flesh and blood is from the outside to the inside, but the pain on the soul is from the inside to the outside!
At this moment, An Ran's soul was burned by Fang Yu with Lihuo!
"Sizzy..."
The Li fire burned extremely vigorously, and quickly burned and annihilated a large mass of green energy transformed by Anran.
The burned green air mass quickly shrank.
"Ahhhhhh... Fang Yu, let me go, let me go... I don't want to die, I can't die..."
An Ran's screams were always accompanied.
At this moment, Fang Yu stood there with a expressionless face.
After seeing Lin Daochen's tragic situation, An Ran was sentenced to death in his heart.
Furthermore, judging from An Ran's previous performance, he didn't believe that An Ran would tell the secrets of the Holy Academy.
Even if An Ran really dares to say it, the Holy Academy will use some way to erase it.
Fang Yu has encountered this situation before.
The subordinates of the Holy Academy were all penetrated by the green energy of the Holy Academy. Their own lives did not belong to them for a long time, but were fully controlled by the Holy Academy.
Even An Ran is no exception.
Therefore, Fang Yu was not interested in the conditions proposed by An Ran at all.
What he enjoyed more was An Ran's scream now.
When he thought of Lin Daochen's current situation, the hostility in his heart was hard to suppress.
Only by killing An Ran completely can he vent his vent.
"Ahhhhhh... Fang Yu, please, Fang Yu..." An Ran was still screaming.
However, the combustion of Lihuo did not stop for a moment, and as time passed, it burned more and more vigorously.
An Ran's screams became more and more shrill, resounding all around.
Behind the Demon Emperor's aura was still skyrocketing, and the entire Ancient Demon Emperor Palace was in a violent shock.
The continuous roar... covered An Ran's screams.
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"Si Lala..."
The golden flames gradually burned all the green air transformed by Anran.
In the end, only the size of a fist was left.
"Fang Yu, you must die a good death! The Holy Academy will avenge me! The art of the Great Dao cannot save you, you will inevitably go to death..." An Ran finally made an extremely resentful voice.
But before he finished speaking, he ended abruptly.