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Chapter 458 My name is Ye Bufan

He had never heard of this person in front of him, let alone met him.But it was because of him that he caused himself to be in this state of being a majestic demon god.

There is hatred in Young Master Yao's heart.

As soon as Mr. Yao finished speaking, everyone was taken aback, and looked at Ye Bufan with astonished eyes.In the human race, Ye Bufan declared to the outside world that Young Master Yao killed his wife and harmed his child, and under such circumstances, it is also reasonable to say that it will retaliate wildly against Young Master Yao.But Mr. Yao didn't know Ye Bufan, that's strange.

Not only the members of the human race present, but the Great Desolate Dragon also looked at Ye Bufan.

He had already controlled Mr. Yao when he was engaged in making hair, but no matter how many times he asked him, Mr. Yao always said that he didn't know what was going on, and even he didn't know Yin Tiannu at all.Even if the Great Desolate Sacred Dragon interrogated Mr. Yao, the result was still the same.

This made Honghuang Shenglong very strange.

Could it be that Mr. Yao killed Yin Tiannu's wife and children by mistake, so he didn't know Yin Tiannu?
At this moment, everyone was looking at Ye Bufan, waiting for his answer, but Ye Bufan said something that made everyone vomit blood: "You are a monster clan, you are more handsome than me, the patriarch of the clan, if you don't kill you, who will you kill? "

"Is this reason enough?"

Young Master Yao became impatient and gritted his teeth. Ye Bufan was obviously trying to play him off.

Young Master Yao understands that other people don't know, Ye Bufan simply doesn't want to talk about it.

"One hundred and eight thousand dollars."

Ye Bufan ignored it, looked directly at the Great Desolate Dragon, and stretched out his right hand: "Please!"

Immediately, Young Master Yao's body shook, and he looked at the Great Desolate Dragon with trembling eyes: "Master..."

Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, but this one hundred and eight thousand swords, Yao Gongzi feels scared even thinking about it.

The Great Desolate Dragon hesitated slightly.

Ye Bufan said: "Sacred Dragon, if you don't want to fight, then let's continue fighting."

"Kill kill kill!"

As soon as Ye Bufan finished speaking, the human army raised their weapons and shouted.No one is a fool, so he can naturally see what Ye Bufan wants to do.

In the presence of more than 2 million people, it is exciting to think about letting a demon saint beat a demon god.

Rare to see in a thousand years.

"whoosh"

In the next second, the Great Desolate Sacred Dragon transformed into a man in Tsing Yi and landed beside Young Master Yao. It was obvious that he had already made a decision.

Sacrifice the demon son.

Seeing this scene, the young master Yao who was lying on the ground trembled and trembled all over.

The Great Desolate Dragon ignored it, but without hesitation, he took out a long knife in an instant and swung it down.

Young Master Yao's clothes were torn.

"puff!"

A swirl of donated blood shot out, and a thin piece of flesh fell from the back of Young Master Yao.

Young Master Yao yelled in pain.

The Great Desolate Sacred Dragon didn't stop, the second and third cuts were made directly.

Cut the meat with a long knife.

Young Master Yao screamed again and again.

What everyone present saw was shocking, and even many people were trembling slightly.

Seeing and hearing are definitely two completely different concepts.

Ye Bufan landed in front of Young Master Yao, glanced at the Great Desolate Sacred Dragon, with a smile on his lips, and said leisurely: "One hundred and eight thousand knives, you can't lose even one knives. If you miss one knives, I'm sorry. have to die."

Honghuang Shenglong's body trembled slightly, but the long knife in his fingers did not stop.

The body was imprisoned, unable to move at all, Young Master Yao could only raise his head, looked at Ye Bufan with hatred in his eyes, and roared: "Yin Tiannu, you are going to die, you have the ability to challenge me..."

"Single out??"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "I'm a pharmacist in the Shenyuan realm, and you, a demon god in the Shenwu realm, are singled out? Are you out of your mind, or do you think I'm stupid?"

Young Master Yao was so outraged that he even forgot the pain of cutting flesh behind him.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and soon, Mr. Yao showed a painful expression. Although he gritted his teeth and resisted, the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed him.

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Bufan knelt down, looked at Young Master Yao with a light smile and said, "Demon God? Hehe..."

"Do you think hiding in Wangyao Mountain Range, this young master can't do anything about you??"

"Do you think that with the protection of the Great Desolate Holy Dragon, it will be safe and peaceful?"

"Ha ha!"

"Now, you are still in the hands of this young master, and your backer is still executing Ling Chi on you. How does it feel? Isn't it cool?"

"Don't thank me, you deserve it."

"I thank you sir!"

Young Master Yao roared angrily in his heart, but unfortunately, he was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to curse.

The Great Desolate Holy Dragon is worthy of being a strong man in the holy realm, and his knife is terrifyingly fast. In just a short time, thin slices of meat were scattered all over the body of Young Master Yao. The number has already exceeded ten thousand, and it is still increasing rapidly.

The back of Mr. Yao is bloody and bloody, and the white bones are faintly visible.

"Tsk tsk!"

Ye Bufan stood up slowly, looked at Young Master Yao's bloody back, and sighed, "This should... hurt a lot, right???"

you sir!
Countless people couldn't help cursing in their hearts: Can it not hurt? If you don't believe me, try it.

"By the way, this young master prepared a gift for you, but I almost forgot about it." Suddenly, Ye Bufan said with a smile again.

I saw Ye Bufan took out a small porcelain jar as thick as an arm, shook it gently, and said, "The thing in it is called salt, but it is a good thing that can make food more delicious. However, you monster race should No, I will invite you to taste it today."

As he said that, the small porcelain pot in Ye Bufan's hand tilted slightly, and in an instant, the fine salt in the small porcelain pot slipped down one by one, and then landed on the bloody back of Young Master Yao.

In an instant, all the mortals present trembled and trembled, and the way they looked at Ye Bufan changed drastically.Don't mess with Master Yin, whoever you mess with.

This is really a madman.

The refined salt fell on the wound, and the dying Young Master Yao let out a scream in an instant.

The sound pierced the heart, and the sound echoed in the night sky, making everyone's soul tremble.

"Bang!!"

Young Master Yao even passed out directly.

Ye Bufan pretended to be stunned, looked at the fainted young master Yao, and asked in surprise: "Are you really a demon god? Why are you so vulnerable?"

Master, demon gods are also made of flesh and blood. If you keep doing this, even the demon saints will not be able to hold on.

Everyone present was in disarray.

Ye Bufan glanced at Honghuang Shenglong: "Wake him up, otherwise it doesn't count."

"Your uncle!"

The Great Desolate Shenglong cursed in his heart, do you really regard this saint as your subordinate?Thinking this way in his heart, the Great Desolate Shenglong didn't hesitate at all, he just held his hand for a while, but he didn't know what he did.

Young Master Yao screamed and woke up instantly.

"Awake?"

"Yin Tiannu, you will die badly, you will die badly..." Yao Gongzi stared at Ye Bufan with blood-red eyes and growled angrily.

"Dear Lord Demon Saint, continue, one hundred and eight thousand dollars, don't you see that our dear Demon Lord can't wait?" Ye Bufan ignored it and glanced at Honghuang Shenglong.

The Great Desolate Dragon continued to Lingchi.

"Enjoy it, one hundred and eight thousand knives, this is just the beginning." Ye Bufan knelt down again, put his mouth next to Young Master Yao's ear, and said in a voice that only Young Master Yao could hear: Who is it?"

Young Master Yao was slightly taken aback.

Ye Bufan said softly, "I, Ming, Ye, Bu, Fan."

The words were not shocking, and Ye Bufan's voice just fell, the body and even the soul of Yao Gongzi trembled.

His eyes widened.

Ye Bufan, Ye Tianxiong's son?

Previously, Mr. Yao couldn't figure it out. He didn't know Yin Tiannu at all, why the other party wanted to take revenge on him.But now he understands that the person in front of him is not Yin Tiannu at all, he is Ye Bufan, he has changed his face, he wants to avenge the woman who was poisoned by the spirit devouring poison.

The demon son woke up like a dream.

Ye Tianxiong's son actually dared to visit the Yaoshan Mountain?
Yin Tiannu, the monster clan can bear it, Ye Tianxiong's son, will the monster clan tolerate it?

Young Master Yao fell on Ye Bufan, was shocked, and said urgently: "My lord, he..."

Unfortunately, he is fast, Ye Bufan is faster than him.

The moment Young Master Yao opened his mouth, the long knife appeared in Ye Bufan's hand.

This young master doesn't have the leisure to wait.

Blade, cold light.

Ye Bufan chopped off the long saber in his hand.

The knife falls, the blood splatters, the head is broken, you demon son, die! !
(End of this chapter)