The Steward Demonic Emperor

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In a gloomy forest, Zhuo Fan waited at the designated place for a long time. Suddenly two bursts of air sounded. Li Jingtian and Qiu Yanhai suddenly appeared in front of Zhuo Fan with Chu Qingcheng, and respectfully said: "Steward Zhuo!"

"Don't be polite!"

With a hurried wave of his hand, Zhuo Fan didn't look at them, but turned to look at Chu Qingcheng, who was already looking lonely. After understanding her feelings, after a little pondering, he said with relief: "Qingcheng, this is the case, you Don't be sad anymore, it's all over!"

Looking at him with red eyes, Chu Qingcheng suddenly felt aggrieved in his heart, and rushed into Zhuo Fan’s arms, his eyes were already moist: "Zhuo Fan, I have no relatives now. I have no father and no mother. Now the master has become an exterminator. Murderer, I...I..."

"Okay, don't be sad, don't you still have me!"

Patting her back lightly, Zhuo Fan sighed and comforted: "That old aunt is pretending to be benevolent and hypocritical. You can see the truth. It is good to leave her. I will do my best to deal with her in the future. How about helping you achieve it?"

The body was stagnant, Chu Qingcheng hesitated, but he didn't speak.

Knowing what she was thinking about, even if Yan Huang treated her with bad intentions, at least it was the kindness of nurturing and mentoring for hundreds of years that it was impossible for her to draw the line in one breath.

However, Zhuo Fan had already achieved his goal if they could break the relationship between their master and apprentice.Previously, due to Chu Qingcheng's current relationship with Emperor Yan, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but restrain his actions. From this moment on, he never had this concern anymore.

After Zhuo Fan killed the old woman, although Chu Qingcheng did not support it, he would not object.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan patted Chu Qingcheng's back again, then handed her to Li Jingtian and the others, and comforted them: "You should go with them to our Luo family and settle down first, lest you be discovered by the kid surnamed Meng and force you Bring back."

Nodding slightly, Chu Qingcheng did not support, but he was very obedient.After all, Zhuo Fan is now her only support.

"You can safely escort Miss Chu back, without error!"

"Yes!"

Finally, they urged Li Jingtian and the other two again, and they bowed again, gently raised Chu Qingcheng's arm, swished, and then she disappeared instantly and left here.

Watching them disappear gradually, Zhuo Fan's mouth was filled with a satisfied smile.

A quarter of an hour later, a stream of light flashed across the clouds and Meng Xiaofeng looked around for traces of spiritual pressure, gritted his teeth, and was full of anger: "Damn bastard, going around deliberately, trying to confuse this son. Hmph, this son is not going to be fooled, sure After catching you and smashing the corpses into pieces, we will retake Qingcheng!"

Huh!

However, he mumbled all the way forward, but a black shadow flashed by, and immediately stopped in front of him.The body suddenly paused, stopped, and looked around, but saw that the person was not someone else, no doubt Zhuo Fan, with an inexplicable smile on his mouth.

"Master Saint, where are you going to go?" Zhuo Fan smiled respectfully with his fists.

Shaking his face fiercely, Meng Xiaofeng yelled: "You bastard thing, get out of here, it's none of your business!"

"It's within my equal division to serve the Lord. Your lord might as well talk about what is important, maybe I can help you?"

"My son is a saint. The whole sanctuary calls for rain and wind, but you still need your help? Get out of here, or I'm not polite. Don't think that you can hold on to Lao Tzu by holding a bit of our handle. Although it may not kill you, there are so many ways to make you worse than death!"

"Oh, this way, I really want to see it, open my eyes, hehehe..." Zhuo Fan smiled evilly, and the corners of Zhuo Fan's mouth were ridiculed. Stop him, not let him pass.

Brows trembled fiercely, Meng Xiaofeng was already violent with anger: "Okay, this is what you asked for, toast and not eat or drink fine wine, seek death, hum!"

call!

As soon as the voice fell, the wind was surging.Meng Xiaofeng's body shook violently, and the powerful saint's aura was like a towering mountain, and he pressed against Zhuo Fan.That terrifying coercion, even the heavens and the earth trembled, and the general imperial-level masters would be severely injured when they were hit.

However, Zhuo Fan still stood there quietly, with a calm smile on his face forever.A black air circulated around his body like a whirlpool, and the pressure of the saint disappeared instantly, as if absorbed.

"How... how is it possible?"

The pupils couldn't stop shrinking fiercely, and Meng Xiaofeng was taken aback: "A mere ant can actually...Hey, aren't you in the Qi Gathering Realm? How can you fly in the air?"

With a wicked laugh, Zhuo Fan no longer concealed it, and said leisurely: "If it is really a gathering state, let alone flying in the sky, even your half-point power can't be stopped, let alone the coercion of Mount Tai. , I'm already broken to pieces, how can I still chat with you about my life here, ha ha ha..."

"You... have been hiding your strength?"

It finally dawned on him that Meng Xiaofeng couldn't help being surprised, and his expression gradually became serious: "Then what cultivation level are you?"

"It's easy to say, the peak of the emperor rank!"

"Huh, that's the case. Although it's not low anymore, it's still not enough in front of my son!"

Hearing this, Meng Xiaofeng's heart felt a lot more relaxed, and then he showed a madness, waved his hand, and shouted: "Then you dare to stand in the way here, get out of my way!"

With that said, Meng Xiaofeng had already stepped on his feet, rushing towards Zhuo Fan, his whole body was violent, as if he was about to smash everything in front of him.With the skill of the saint, it is definitely an overwhelming advantage to compete with the imperial cultivator.Unfortunately, what he encountered today was not an ordinary imperial powerhouse.

puff!

With a muffled noise, Meng Xiaofeng slammed into it violently, as if he was against a copper wall and iron wall, and stopped abruptly, unable to rush through.

Eyes shook fiercely, Meng Xiaofeng's heart was horrified, and he looked up, only to see that one of his arms was firmly holding the iron claw, and the owner of the iron claw was the emperor in front of him. Rank powerhouse, Zhuo Fan!

how is this possible?

Meng Xiaofeng screamed in his heart, his face trembling strangely.

Only one hand can stop this young man's body, this is definitely not the emperor's ability...

bump!

However, before he could finish his thoughts, Zhuo Fan's unicorn arm flicked slightly, and instantly shook him a thousand meters away, and turned a few somersaults in the air before he stopped.However, the expression he looked at Zhuo Fan was much heavier.

"Where are you... holy?"

"Luo's housekeeper, Zhuo Fan!" The corner of his mouth curled up, and Zhuo Fan was always so calm and confident. Even his surroundings seemed to be infected by him, like a windless water surface, becoming extremely static.

But all this fell into Meng Xiaofeng's eyes, but it was even more terrifying.So calm and breezy to block himself in this place, his strength is really unfathomable.

Before, I really underestimated him!

The brows were shaking uncontrollably, Meng Xiaofeng looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes more solemnly, his fists tightened, and he finally got serious.

Holy Body!

With a loud shout in his heart, Meng Xiaofeng's body shook violently, but seeing the dazzling white light lit up, a giant man with a figure of hundreds of feet suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, with eight divine swords behind them, exuding the sky splitting Sharp air.Meng Xiaofeng raised his head proudly, standing at the center of the giant's eyebrows, staring at Zhuo Fan below.

Cang screamed, clanging burst.

The giant with both hands suddenly pulled out two shining divine swords from behind, tens of meters in length, with the force of wind and thunder.From a distance, it is as if a god is present.

The Emperor Yan, who had just settled down and was knocked out of his disciple, couldn't help being shocked when he saw the situation here from a distance. He stepped hard and brought people hurriedly.

Lord Saint actually even the giant Saint who he condensed came out, it seems that the opponent who took the city abducted and waited for a while...

Huh!

A sword seemed to split the sky, and the blade pointed straight at Zhuo Fan: "If you are the pinnacle of the emperor rank, you should know the gap between the saint and the emperor rank. Your emperor heaven seal is not in front of my holy body It's a little useful. If you know, you will return Chu Qingcheng, otherwise there will be countless ways to shut you up, the entire Luo family, and the Demon Emperor!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Raising his brows, Zhuo Fan chuckles unconsciously, and slowly raises his unicorn arms, the battle intent in his eyes is already burning: "So sorry, although we have no grudges, we dare to stare at the allure. It’s better to deal with it early. Maybe you don’t know it yourself. In fact, when I was in Minghai, I deliberately took care of you, but unfortunately I never had a chance. But now...hehe, you are really here!"

His pupils flicked, and Meng Xiaofeng angrily smiled: "Take care of me? It's a big tone. That son should see, how do you, the emperor, treat me as a saint?"

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Xiaofeng had already ruthlessly smashed the two giant swords at Zhuo Fan's forehead, his prestige was so powerful that he destroyed the world.The wind is surging between the sky and the earth, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, and a doomsday is chaotic.

However, it is strange that Zhuo Fan's one-acre three-quarters of land around Zhuo Fan is still calm, as if not disturbed by the outside world at all.

When the two sword blades had all come to Zhuo Fan's face, his eyes condensed, and with a light punch, he quickly struck forward.

Kirin Baquan, go out!

Booming...

With a punch, the world is destroyed, and the world is broken!

As soon as Meng Xiaofeng's two sword fronts encountered Zhuo Fan's fist strength, they burst open under a dazzling red light.The sword's edge shattered inch by inch, and as the surrounding space collapsed one by one, the pitch-black space cracks rushing around like ocean waves, and that terrifying force of fists instantly arrived in front of Meng Xiaofeng's giant body, before he could react. With a touch, he passed through without delay.

Suddenly, the chest of the saint was pierced with a large hole with a radius of kilometers.The huge body shook, but also with a clatter, spread out and disappeared.

Meng Xiaofeng puffed out, spit out a mouthful of red, and fell to the ground feebly, his face was already pale...