I am the Devil King

Chapter 38 Killing and Conquering

"Who are you?" Duan Tianren was terrified, he was pinned down by the sword at the moment, and he didn't even dare to move!
But the alchemy master is still the alchemy master, even though his head was pierced by a long sword and his heart is chilled, he can still speak.

"Hehe, old guy, weren't you very arrogant before? How dare you pretend to be aggressive in front of me? Qingfeng, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!" A stern look flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, and he spoke in a cold tone!
"So it's you, you little bastard!" Duan Tianren's eyes glistened with blood. He really didn't expect that behind Lin Fan there would be an existence at the peak of the alchemy state, but he had lived for hundreds of years, and instantly After recognizing the form, Qingfeng would definitely not be able to beat him, and now he was restrained by Qingfeng's sword again. If he wanted to survive, he had to catch Lin Fan.

So almost at the same time as Lin Fan's words fell, his whole body exploded with a bang, and countless bloody lights spread in all directions, as if he was about to run away desperately!
But although Qingfeng's cultivation is only at the alchemy level, as the apprentice of Zhenyuanzi Daxian, his knowledge is much higher than Duantianren's, so when Duantianren casts blood escape, he appeared in a flash In front of Lin Fan, he stretched out his finger and tapped lightly on the nothingness in front of him.

The nothingness that was originally empty in front of him twisted for a while, and the blood suddenly burst out, Duan Tianren's face was pale, revealing his figure.

It looked as if Qingfeng stretched out his finger, and Duan Tianren hurriedly bumped into his finger.

"No!" Duan Tianren's eyes were really terrified this time. The blood escape he just used was already the last resort. He tried his best to catch Lin Fan at the cost of lowering his cultivation base to a small realm, but he was still caught by Qingfeng. See through, and pre-emptively restrained himself.

There was a hint of madness in his eyes, and he suddenly mobilized the aura in his body to make another desperate fight.

But it was clear that Qingfeng would not give him another chance to resist, a group of dazzling blue light flashed on his finger, penetrated into Duan Tianren's body, and directly sealed his Qihai Jindan.

At the same time, Qingfeng stretched out his hand and swung the long sword in his hand into two. With a whoosh, he stabbed towards the two foundation-building monks behind Duan Tianren who saw that something was going wrong and wanted to escape.

Behind Qingfeng, Lin Fan, who was holding the monkey hair to guard against the broken sky blade, let out a long sigh of relief. Seeing that Qingfeng's long sword had arrived behind the two foundation-building monks, he hurriedly said, "Save them!"

"Whoosh!" The long sword turned and nailed the two of them to the ground with a clang. However, they followed Lin Fan's order and only made them lose their fighting power, instead of directly killing them!

Lin Fan stood up, glanced at Qingfeng who was still touching Duan Tianren's brow, and asked, "How is it?"

"Emperor, he is still resisting fiercely. He wants to draw out his soul blood. I'm afraid it will take a while to subdue him completely." Qingfeng said a little tiredly. Although this battle seemed easy and the time was short, the danger in it was also Quite a few, it is considered lucky to be able to control all three of them without any danger.

"How long will it take?" Lin Fan asked again, as long as he entered the fighting state, his nerves would be tense, and he would not slack off even a bit.

"Three days!" When Qingfeng replied, he had already closed his eyes again, obviously Duan Tianren's resistance made it difficult for him to deal with it.

Lin Fan nodded, stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked a few steps to the two Foundation Establishment cultivators behind him, and said indifferently, "Now you have two choices, either hand over your soul blood, or die! "

Neither of them spoke, one closed his eyes, and the other stared at Lin Fan fiercely.

"Hmph, since you're looking for death, I'll make it happen for you!" A cold light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, and an alloy dagger appeared in his hand, slashing at the neck of the guy staring at him.

Although the two of them are foundation-building monks, they were suppressed by Qingfeng with a long sword. Without their spiritual power, their physical bodies are no different from those of the body-training warriors.

"Wait a minute, you can't kill me. I am the deacon of the Luoxia Sect. The fate card is within the sect. If you kill me, someone will investigate you!" He stared at that fellow Lin Fan with a stern and restrained threat!

"Hehe!" Lin Fan's dagger stopped an inch away from his neck, and said with a cold smile, "Soul blood!"

"Except for soul blood, you can ask me to do anything, but I can't hand in only soul blood...!"

"Pfft!" Before the man could say anything, Lin Fan's dagger suddenly cut off, directly chopping off his head.

"Ding dong, it was detected that the host beheaded the mid-stage foundation-building cultivator and gained [-] spiritual power points!"

The system prompt sounded in his mind, but Lin Fan didn't seem to hear it. He kicked the guy's dead head far away with a cold face, turned to the other side and said, "Soul blood!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator who had his eyes closed opened his eyes in shock, seeing his companion's head being kicked away by Lin Fan, and immediately looked at this little cultivator who only had Qi training level with admiration. He was ruthless and decisive, disregarding life. The guy made him feel a little scared unconsciously!
"Okay, I'll give it!" He didn't dare to think about it any more, and stretched out his hand to touch his eyebrows, a drop of blood containing soul power appeared, and Lin Fan grabbed it in his hand, and Lin Fan immediately had a feeling , As long as I move my mind, I can kill him!
"What's your name?" The indifference on Lin Fan's face disappeared, and he pulled out the long sword stuck in the foundation cultivator's body and asked with a grin.

"The gray wolf of the Seven Dark Wolves!" The man lowered his head, not daring to look at Lin Fan, and bent down unconsciously.

"Very good, follow me and work hard, you won't regret it!" Lin Fan patted Gray Wolf's shoulder, and was inexplicably kind to him. He was familiar with the aura exuding from this guy, it was the aura of an assassin.

But obviously, the assassins in this world are far inferior to him in terms of skills. Even though this guy is already at the Foundation Establishment level, in terms of assassination methods, he is still just a junior in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan turned around and walked back to Qingfeng, looking at the half-collapsed mine around him, he said: "The matter here is over, Qingfeng, you stay here and subdue this old guy, it's inevitable that someone will investigate this place, I'll meet Yi Mengxian first Stabilize them, and return to Luoxia Sect directly when you are done!"

"Grey Wolf, you stay here to protect them!" Lin Fan turned to Gray Wolf after finishing speaking.

"Yes, Emperor!" Qingfeng agreed, then closed his eyes again, concentrating on suppressing Duantianren.

"Emperor... Zun?" Gray Wolf's eyes widened suddenly when he heard Qingfeng address Lin Fan, but when he saw Lin Fan's indifferent eyes, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and said respectfully: "Emperor Zun !"

Lin Fan didn't explain too much, although he didn't know why Qingfeng called him Emperor, but being called Emperor was really sour, so he didn't intend to explain anything, acquiesced to the title of Emperor, shook his body, and grabbed the ground The storage bag of the headless corpse disappeared.

(End of this chapter)