The Steward Demonic Emperor

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Demon King Butler!Slowly falling in front of the two of them, the pale hair fluttered aside, revealing the shriveled old face, which could vaguely distinguish the face of the Sword Emperor.However, the ravines that were eroded by the black air gave people a sense of horror.

It seems that at this moment, this old man is no longer the head of the eight emperors who had been high in the past, but a devil crawling out of the abyss, which is frightening.

Seeing Zhuo Fan, the Sword Emperor as if he did not know him, pointed his nose fiercely, and cursed: "Nonsense, the leader of the eight emperors, the leader of the righteous path, how can he slaughter his fellow? Such a vicious thing, only Only the Demon Sovereign can do it. How could the old gentleman Qianqian do such ridiculous things?"

"Yeah, father, there is a pile of ashes here, how do you know that he slaughtered his doorman? Now there is not even a corpse, I should not be able to distinguish it!"

"Looking at his crazy appearance, you can see that he is over-practising!"

Raising his head and pointing at the stunned eyes of the Sword Emperor, Zhuo Fan looked at Jian Tong and said: "Actually, when the five Eight Emperors took the sect person into hiding, they thought they had prepared enough materials, and never thought about taking the sect person to practice. It’s just to prepare for Dongshan’s comeback. But greed is endless. Excessive cultivation of the Demon’s Great Transformation Art will magnify the devil in the heart. The old guys who run out of training materials will be hungry and thirsty. To practice with the life of the doorman, I can't restrain the greed in my heart."

"If they can really control it, they won't be what they are now, and they won't risk their lives anymore to hunt the cultivators in the city. So, I'm 100% sure. He used it as material to practice. It’s just that this old man has always advertised that he is noble, and if he does this kind of thing, he has been stimulated. He is even more crazy than Yanhuang. He doesn’t even know anyone. It's just a walking dead, haha!"

Nodding clearly, Jian Tong said clearly: "I'll just say, this old man's memory has deteriorated, and you don't even know your butler Zhuo Da!"

"Steward Zhuo? Who... who is Steward Zhuo?"

At this time, the Sword Emperor also shook his head and swayed around, his eyes filled with confusion and surprise.

With a grin, Zhuo Fan stepped forward, showing a scornful look: "Zuo Fan has just come here for the first time. In the eyes of the dignified Sword Sovereign, he probably has never seen it before. It is reasonable to forget it. But there is a name, Sword Sovereign Lord. It should be remembered in my heart."

Having said that, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but pause, his eyes gradually getting colder.

"Sword Emperor, do you remember my Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan?"

"Zhuo...Zhuo Yifan?"

The eyelids could not stop shaking, the Sword Emperor waved his robe sleeves fiercely, and shouted: "Devil Emperor Zhuo Yifan, he is not the head of the Eight Emperors, I am the true head of the Eight Emperors. He is dead. , His Jiuyou Secret Record is also an old man’s, he can no longer threaten his status, hahaha... Zhao Cheng, the little boy, the old man can help him to the Eight Emperors, and he can also drag him down instantly. He did not follow him. The old man’s qualifications to fight. He is an idiot and he is self-righteous. The old man helped him up, but he balanced the other forces. He has the ability to fart. The old man promoted him at the beginning, but only to deal with his master Zhuo Yifan. Jiejiejie ..."

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan is not sad or happy, only endless mockery in his eyes: "Sword Emperor, do you want to get the Jiuyou Secret Record that way?"

"Of course, the Devil Emperor cultivation technique is rare in the world, and I must get it. If Zhuo Yifan doesn't give it to me, I will let him die!"

"Congratulations, you already got it!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Unconsciously, the Sword Emperor began to look through the dirty robes on both sides of him, smirking: "Where? Where is my Jiuyou Secret Record?"

"Just in your heart, aren't you already practicing now?"

"Oh, in my heart, I have already practiced? Hahaha...I have practiced?" I couldn't help but laugh up to the sky, and the Sword Emperor was even more crazy: "I practiced into Jiuyou Secret Record, I am the Devil Emperor. The world is the ruler, and the world is invincible. Whatever the Seven Sacred Mountains are, they must crawl under my feet, hahaha..."

"Yes, you are invincible in the world, no one is your opponent, there is only one person above you, you will never be able to beat him!"

"Who?" His eyes condensed, and the Sword Emperor glared at Zhuo Fan with a fierce face.

With a grin, Zhuo Fan didn't comment: "Me!"

"You? Who are you?"

"Devil Emperor, Zhuo Yifan!" His eyes were certain, and Zhuo Fan said faintly.

what?

The body couldn't stop shaking, the Sword Emperor took two steps back in horror, and looked at him incredulously: "No way, the Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan is dead long ago, it is impossible to live again!"

"You are wrong, the Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan is not dead, just stand in front of you. As long as Zhuo Yifan is there, your Sword Emperor Ao Changtian will always be the second child in ten thousand years, no match for him!"

"Impossible, I have practiced the Jiuyou Secret Record, I am the Devil Emperor, and the Devil Emperor is no longer my opponent!"

"You were wrong, the Demon Sovereign has also practiced the Jiuyou Secret Record, and it is above you. You... are still the second child of ten thousand years, but you can't exceed this line!"

what!

I couldn't help but roar up to the sky, the sword king's eyes were red, his teeth grinned, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and the eyes that looked at Zhuo Fan were full of murderous intent, and he rushed to him with a sigh of relief. With a black sword, he stabbed at Zhuo Fan's face fiercely: "Zhuo Yifan, you must die. Only if you die, I am the true head of the Eight Emperors, number one in the world!"

Ding!

However, his incomparable sword has not yet arrived, and a metal whisper has sounded suddenly.Immediately afterwards, the Sword Emperor was retreated by a strong shock, and he took five steps in a row before he could stop his figure.When he raised his head and looked forward, he saw an eight or nine-year-old boy in front of Zhuo Fan with a wicked sneer.

"If you want to play with my father, pass me first!"

"who are you?"

"He is the Sword Emperor!" Seeing the surprised eyes of the Sword Emperor, Zhuo Fan made a faint voice, which made the Sword Emperor suddenly startled and shook his head in a daze: "Sword... Sword Emperor? Impossible, he is. Sword Emperor, who am I?"

"You love who you are, but you can never be called the Sword Emperor anymore, because you are no longer worthy of this title!"

With a grin, Zhuo Fan contemptuously said: "Sword Emperor, Sword Emperor, Sword Emperor. Maybe his strength is not the highest of the Eight Sovereigns, but he should definitely be the pinnacle of swordsmanship, which no one can match. But now, Ao Chang God, your swordsmanship has been surpassed by others. The name of the sword emperor belongs to my son. It has nothing to do with you. You are not even the second child of ten thousand years, ha ha ha..."

The brows trembled fiercely, the Sword Emperor stared at the two of them, his dark face gradually flushed: "No, I am the Sword Emperor, the strongest person in Swordsmanship among the Eight Emperors, no one can deprive me of my sword. Emperor symmetry number!"

bump!

With a roar, the Sword Emperor stepped on the ground steeply and went straight for nine days.But seeing the golden light flying out of the body, just in the blink of an eye, a giant golden shadow with two swords in his hands was formed in an instant, but the flaw is that the continuous black air entangles it, but it is slightly mottled.So that this giant suddenly lost that majestic momentum!

Saint giant?

Raising his brows lightly, Jian Tong glanced at Zhuo Fan: "It seems that the Sword Emperor has really broken through the Saint!"

"Then do you dare to fight?"

"Joke, I'm here to win his name. In front of me, dare to be called the Sword Emperor, isn't that looking for a fight?" Hehe smiled, Jian Tong's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and when he stepped on his feet, he immediately faced the Sword Emperor. Rush away.

When the Sword Emperor saw this little thing rushing, he was really angry from his heart to the guts, even more angry than seeing Zhuo Yifan.Dare to grab the name of the old man and watch the sword!

Huh!

A golden light smashed from the sky, and the terrifying power made the sky and the earth shake.

"A sword breaks the sky, auspicious light descends to the world, breaks evil!"

"Huh, you still have a face to break evil? You have been contaminated with evil spirits, what qualifications do you have to say to break evil?" With a grin, the sword boy was noncommittal, and his fingers were brought together, a red light bloomed, and he waved forward so steeply, he shouted: "Sky sky Kendo, punish!"

bump!

Without the slightest lag, the golden sword shattered instantly.

The Sword Emperor was startled, his face was full of incredulity, and without a word, another golden sword immediately swung out: "The sword sweeps the eight emperors, destroys the demons and destroys the evil!"

"I don't have a right mind, but I practice the sword of righteousness. There is no power at all."

With a cold smile, Jiantong curled his lips in disdain: "Your kendo is chaotic, and worthy of being an emperor? It's simply a shame to the world's sword practitioners, get out!"

With a violent wave of his hand, the Jian Tong roared, but seeing a thunder light exploded, it was the Heavenly Splitting Sword Dao.In an instant, the second golden sword broke into slag instantly.

Seeing this scene, the Sword Emperor was stunned, not knowing why.Why is the sword skill of his saint body so vulnerable?

But before he can figure it out, Jian Tong has already come to him steeply, a black air lingers on his two fingers, and he slashes: "Let you see the real kendo, the sword of destruction!"

call!

The black air current pierced through the head of the giant body and instantly split the giant body in half.

With a loud bang, the giant shattered instantly and disappeared without a trace.The Sword Emperor spouted a mouthful of red blood and fell to the ground, his complexion already paler, but he didn't have much strength anymore.

It's just that in his eyes, he is still confused, and he keeps muttering to himself: "Why, I am a saint now, but the sword power has fallen?"

"Because you abandoned your kendo!"

At this moment, Zhuo Fan slowly came to him, let out a long breath, Jian Tong also fell to him instantly.

"Ao Changtian, I remember that when we first became famous in Sanctuary, you and I were vying against each other and let no one. In the end, I became the Eight Sovereigns, and I was the first. You were second and never changed. Over!"

"Zhuo Yifan..." His eyes narrowed slightly, and the Sword Emperor's eyes gradually became clear: "Why are you still alive and have become the way you are now? Zhuo Fan... Butler Zhuo..."

"Oh, are you sober?"

"I don't know whether I am sober or confused, I only know that I lost!"

After spitting out a long breath, the Sword Emperor couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "However, I didn't lose to that little guy, but to myself. My good Sword Sovereign didn't study kendo, but what did I do? I abandoned my own swordsmanship, and the magical road was cultivated so badly. It should have ended like this. Now my demonic energy has begun to dissipate, which proves that my life is also declining. I will die soon, but why did I just die before I die? Figured this out, my kendo does not require the Devil Emperor skill, it does not belong to me!"

After taking a deep look at him, Zhuo Fan nodded slightly, slowly came to him, grabbed his hand and said: "The best you can figure out is that they are all old opponents for many years. I will give you one last ride!"

"Okay, Zhuo Yifan!"

Nodding clearly, the Sword Emperor looked at the gurgling black air in his hand again: "Uh, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, you're going to die anyway. The energy of your whole body will radiate to the heavens and the earth. Isn't it too wasteful? Anyway, you have refined the power of so many people. Rather than dissipate it, you should leave it to me!"

"You..." His face trembled slightly, but the Sword Emperor couldn't help but laugh when he looked at him: "Zhuo Yifan, you are still the same, annoying, so you said you would send me the last ride. That means, use me as your training material. But you have to be careful, don’t be like me, but the gain is not worth the loss!"

"Don't worry, I have already passed the time when greed, with this self-control, I won't be like you, hehehe..."

"Hahaha... That's good, I can't think that the grievances five thousand years ago are not the end, but the beginning. In the end, you will win, old opponent!"

Slowly closing his eyes, there was no resentment on the Sword Emperor's face, and it was completely reduced to ashes.Zhuo Fan slowly put the dust on the ground, a frightening light flashed in his eyes, his whole body suddenly rose, and instantly...