The Steward Demonic Emperor

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Demon King Butler!Unconsciously, he was slightly startled, everyone looked at Zhuo Fan's arrogant face, but they were all stunned.After a short while, Qi Qi couldn't stop laughing, the laughter was full of sarcasm.

From ancient times to the present, for so many years, Zhuo Fan was the first to dared to make such a provocation against the holy mountain.

Even Meng Haodong couldn't help laughing and cursing: "Where did you come from? I don't know how high the world is, dare you to let this idiom?"

"It's easy to say, in Xialuo's housekeeper, Zhuo Fan is too!"

"What, you are that Zhuo Fan?"

After the speech was stagnant, Meng Haodong groaned again, and after looking at Zhuo Fan for a long time, he coldly shouted: "So, you are the guy who can't tell Qingcheng? So just now Chu Qingcheng was robbed by someone, what is it with you? Does it matter?"

"Hmph, it doesn't matter whether it is related or not, it has nothing to do with you!"

With a grin, Zhuo Fan stepped on Luo Yunhai's back and flew straight for nine days: "A bunch of dead people, there is no need to know so many things!"

Eyelids twitched unconsciously, everyone was stunned as they watched Zhuo Fan soaring into the sky.What, isn't he an ant who hasn't even reached the Sky Profound Realm?How can you fly to the sky and fly so fast?

After a while, they realized that this kid was deceiving!

One of the elderly people even yelled aloud. With the same step, he flew straight to the sky, and he immediately caught up with him. At the same time, his body shook, but he saw the golden light overflowing, a hundred-zhang giant with twelve shields wrapped up and down. Wu Wu found that between the world and the earth, he was a master in the mid-sacred realm.

"It's not ashamed to say, run away from my sixth sacred mountain and want to leave so easily? It's not that easy. I want to see today, who is the dead of us?"

"Hmph, then let you take a good look!"

With a sneer, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed through the aisles, and his body shook fiercely, but he saw the black air rushing straight into the sky.However, it took a while, a huge black shadow with a height of one hundred feet and full of evil aura appeared in front of everyone, majestic and imposing.

The pupils couldn't stop shrinking, everyone was shocked, why... he is also a holy realm master?How can this be?How did a kid from the imperial realm master the method of breaking through the holy realm?

Generally speaking, to break through the higher realm, besides one's own comprehension and aptitude, the exercise method is also very important.And to break through the holy realm, at the very least, it also requires a Heaven-Rank technique.

But this kind of exercise, the holy mountain has long been monopolized.

Therefore, the chances of a saint in the imperial domain are quite small.Unless it is a person with great wisdom and great understanding, self-understanding and creation of heavenly cultivation techniques are not available.

Moreover, once such a person appears, the Seven Sacred Mountains will greatly attract.Some people are willing to join, some people are not willing, it is still Xianyunyehe, and the Seven Sacred Mountains will not care.

After all, the idle saints are scarce and pose no big threat.Those saints will not be foolishly against the Seven Sacred Mountains, and everyone will be in peace and enjoyment.

But now, they never expected that this ambitious one not only took the power of the three holy mountain disciples in the imperial domain, but also secretly came to their holy mountain to snatch people from the Luo family butler Zhuo Fan, who was actually a saint. The rumored weak chicken.

For a while, everyone's eyes showed naked killing intent.

A sage master, if he can be an idle cloud and wild crane with peace of mind, but if he wants to go against the sacred mountain, he must never stay.

Thinking of this, Meng Haodong shouted and ordered: "Elder Lu, kill him!"

"Yes, mountain lord!" With a scornful smile, Elder Lu looked quite confident, and everyone else looked at him with a mocking smile.

After all, the strength of the two of them now is the louse on the head of the bald. It is obvious that Elder Lu won the middle stage of the sage to the early stage, but...

The dragon soars into the sky!

A wicked smile crossed the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Fan murmured in his heart, the dragon head on his black giant chest rushed out like an arrow from the string!

boom!

The terrifying explosion shook the sky.It’s just a moment’s time. Elder Nalu hasn’t reacted yet. Perhaps he didn’t take Zhuo Fan seriously, and relaxed his vigilance. He didn’t even move, and was slammed by the black dragon. The saint’s chest was broken, and a huge hole about a thousand meters square was opened.

Even the twelve-sided golden shield that was protecting in front of his giant body fell apart in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

puff!

An arrow of red blood spurted out, and Elder Lu's complexion paled instantly.Along with the roar of the Holy Body, a loud noise broke, and the weak body also fell like a broken kite.

"Elder Lu!" Unconsciously horrified, everyone yelled together, and at the same time 10,000 grass mud wasps rushed wildly in my heart, and my head was full of question marks flashing.

This Elder Lu clearly had a higher cultivation base than that kid, or the highest cultivation technique of the holy mountain, how could he lose to a wild road so quickly?

Even if the kid has a high level of understanding and has realized the techniques for breaking through the holy realm, he cannot be higher than the techniques accumulated by the holy mountain for hundreds of millions of years. How could there be such a big gap?

Roar!

However, before they want to understand the suspicion in their hearts, a dragon roar resounded through the sky again.In Elder Lu's horrified eyes, the black dragon turned and swallowed his shaky body with a huge mouth.

Then the dragon returned to the chest of the Saint Zhuo Fan, the hideous dragon head looked extremely evil.Not at all, there is still black air coming out of the edge of Longkou, like the ashes of Elder Lu just now.

Seeing this scene, everyone present shook their hearts together, and their backs were cold.What a domineering saint, never seen before!

Seeing this, Meng Haodong also trembled fiercely, gritted his teeth with anger.Then he stepped on his feet, Wude flew up, and as the thunder and explosions continued throughout his body, a diamond body with twelve giant swords behind his back also appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Shoo!

Without any hesitation, Meng Haodong drew two thunder swords from his back and slashed towards Zhuo Fan.Lightning trembling, thunder blasting, extraordinary momentum!

"Yeah, the mountain master personally gave him advice, do you want to find a place back?"

He raised his brows slightly, and Zhuo Fan couldn't help but chuckle: "It's a pity, I'm afraid I will disappoint you, the dragon soars into the sky!"

Roar!

Once again, a dragon chant blasted through the sky, and the huge black dragon flew out from Zhuo Fan's giant chest again, and flew straight to Meng Haodong's head.

bump!

But this time, Meng Haodong was already wary, a thunder sword stepped forward fiercely, and immediately stopped the fierce black dragon.At the same time, another thunder sword slashed out.

Huh, the black dragon's body was cut into two immediately, turned into a gurgling black air, and disappeared.Zhuo Fan's giant also shook violently, and took two steps backwards unconsciously, seeming to have suffered some severe damage.

But soon, the black dragon head appeared on Zhuo Fan’s giant chest, but Zhuo Fan’s complexion was much more solemn than before: “Hmph, you deserve to be the peak master of the saint. Very different!"

"Stop gossip, take your life!"

Without lag, Meng Haodong took advantage of the victory and pursued it. Two thunder swords swung in the air, turning into a series of lightning flashes, but after a few breaths, thousands of sword lights passed in front of him.

Zhuo Fan commanded the Holy Body to dodge and retreat.But when the sword light stopped and his body stagnated.Kakaka... Dozens of broken sounds are endless, and there is a large piece of armor on Zhuo Fan's black giant body that suddenly shattered, turned into black gas, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhuo Fan in the saint body also shook his body, and suddenly a bright red was drawn across the corner of his mouth, but because of this, he suffered a backlash.

Luo Yunhai, who was behind him, was shocked when he saw this, and said concerned: "Brother Zhuo, are you all right!"

"Okay, the mountain lord is mighty!" Seeing such a scene, everyone below also shouted and cheered.However, although they were happy, their eyes towards Zhuo Fan were still amazed and solemn.

Thousands of swords that could even hide from the mountain master's lightning and flint have only injured dozens of places, not the point, this kid...really serious.

Similarly, Meng Haodong also understood this, his face was even more solemn.

After all, he is the pinnacle powerhouse, the opponent is just the first brother who has just entered the Holy Realm. It stands to reason that he kills the opponent in seconds.But now, he has failed to win the opponent with thousands of swords, but he has already lost.

He could think that if he had the same cultivation level, he would be the one who would be killed in a flash!

No wonder Elder Lu died so miserably just now, this kid... really is not a good kind, and can never live anymore!

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Meng Haodong stepped out, and the two thunder swords once again turned into sky light and shadows, and slashed the airtight sword shadows at Zhuo Fan.

The pupils shrank fiercely, and Luo Yunhai was shocked: "Brother Zhuo..."

"Mountain Lord, kill him!" everyone underneath also yelled out together.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and Zhuo Fan was calm and calm, and then shouted loudly, "My saber, come!"

"Yes, father!"

call out!

There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and the sword boy, who had not been noticed, flew into the sky suddenly, turned into a dark long sword, and instantly rushed into the giant body and came to Zhuo Fan.

At the same time, Meng Haodong's violent sword shadow had already smashed Zhuo Fan's body with his head and face!

Boom!

However, at this moment, the sky-shaking thunder burst, but a black light and shadow disappeared in a flash, and the dazzling sword shadow of the entire sky was gone, all disappeared.

Unexpectedly, everyone underneath still didn’t know why, but Meng Haodong’s giant King Kong couldn’t stop backing two steps. There was a soft bang, and the two thunder swords between his hands instantly shattered into light spots and disappeared. .

puff!

A bloody arrow was shot, Meng Haodong's complexion paled slightly, and his constantly trembling eyes raised his eyes to see, but I don't know when, Zhuo Fan's giant hand also appeared a dark long sword, and he The one held by the deity is exactly the same.

Moreover, the two swords also flickered with pitch-black flames, strange and evil...