I am so suitable for slaying demons because of my infinite resurrection

"Nothing more than a paper tiger!"

After understanding everything, Meng Fei no longer had any worries, and he rushed towards Mi Mo without any thought.

Although Mi Mo didn't move much at this time and his body seemed very calm, the trembling flesh on his face betrayed him directly.

"How brave!" Mi Mo was still threatening, and he felt Meng Fei's extremely violent fist approaching.

That fist seemed to be able to tear the world apart, and its terrifying power gradually reduced the surrounding chaotic gas.

"Still trying to lie to me?!"

Meng Fei shouted angrily, his momentum unabated, his punch was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and nothing could stop him!

"hateful!"

Mi Mo finally couldn't stand it any longer and fled as fast as he could at the last moment.

"What a good boy! So arrogant!"

Mi Mo stepped aside, and then saw that although Meng Fei's punch missed, it was so powerful that it attracted the attention of the purple gas.

What's even more frightening is that his punch even dispersed some of the purple gas.

"call……"

Seeing this scene, Mi Mo couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, he escaped, otherwise he wouldn't know what would have happened.

Whether he can withstand this punch is completely a question.

Meng Fei's strength was indeed beyond his estimation, and his courage surprised him even more. He was definitely a guy who had experienced many battles. Such decisive judgment and execution ability could be seen at a glance.

He is definitely not that kind of ordinary strong man. Just having some skills is not enough. Meng Fei also has extremely rich combat experience.

"What other means are there?"

Meng Fei was there, questioning him quietly. He stood motionless, as if there were many flaws, but Mi Mo didn't dare to touch him.

"Boy..." Mi Mo was speechless, and then he let out a long sigh.

He sat down on the ground again.

"What, stop fighting?"

Meng Fei continued to ask him, his voice was very steady and strong.

Mi Mo didn't speak, just nodded.

Seeing how decadent he looked, Meng Fei also lifted the state and returned to his normal state.

At this time, Mi Mo's face was full of helplessness, and he sat down on the ground, looking very powerless.

Seeing his posture, Meng Fei probably really didn't want to fight anymore.

After realizing the gap, Mi Mo no longer wanted to argue with Meng Fei.

And Meng Fei came here for two things.

"So what are you here for?" Mi Mo asked Meng Fei again.

You know, this issue can even be regarded as the trigger of the battle between them. However, the difference is that at that time, they would fight over this issue simply because Mi Mo unilaterally did not believe Meng Fei.

But it's different now. Mi Mo doesn't dare to say anything disobedient to Meng Fei's words now.

He had to be obedient. After all, the difference in strength was here. Although they had only gone through one or two rounds, for strong men of their level, these two times were often enough to know the difference between the two. Which one is strong and which one is weak.

Naturally, there is no need to continue the fight later, unless there is really any deep hatred, but there is almost no such deep hatred between the two of them, so they will not fight if they don't want to fight.

At this moment, Meng Fei also sat down, and he explained to Mi Mo again: "I came here for two reasons. One, I want to get some ways to become stronger from your era, and two, I want to see The guy at the top, better just try it with him.”

"Top?!"

Hearing these three words, Mi Mo felt bad. At this time, he treated Meng Fei as a close friend and persuaded him: "Boy, I admit that you are indeed very strong, but you have to fight with that guy." Try it, I think it’s better to forget it! You will only die if you go?”

"Death?! Are you serious?!" Meng Fei looked a little excited.

"???"

Seeing that Meng Fei was not afraid, but actually laughed excitedly after hearing that he would die, Mi Mo was even more confused.

He couldn't help but look at Meng Fei with confused eyes, "Is it my imagination? Why do I think you seem a little excited?"

Mi Mo rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong.

But Meng Fei was indeed excited, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.

"You read that right, indeed! I just want to die!" Meng Fei said with a smile.

"Huh? Boy, this is not a joke, it's going to kill people." Mi Mo was still trying to persuade Meng Fei. He looked like a demon who feeds on humans.

"Aren't you a demon? Do you still care about this?" Meng Fei asked.

Indeed, he was even more strange, as if he was caring about Meng Fei.

"What are you talking about? It's true that I am a demon, and I have a lot of lives on my hands, but you have to know that I'm just sorry that you are so strong at such a young age. I don't know what kind of situation you will grow to in the future. I I just want to take a look!" Mi Mo explained.

Regarding Meng Fei, Mi Mo also made it very clear. Although their demons are cruel, it does not mean they do not respect the strong, especially young strong men like Meng Fei, who are rare among the rare. He can't help but look forward to the future of Meng Fei. performance.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. You can tell me about what happened to you at that time." Meng Fei sat on the ground, waiting for Enchanted's explanation.

The demon sighed and nodded. He raised his head, and countless memories began to surge in his mind.

Then the story began on the day he just became a demon.

He became a demon at a very young age, and could be said to be the best among the demons. At that time, the young demon was arrogant to the extreme.

But he was still sober and did not act too recklessly. He still stabilized his strength and continued to move towards becoming stronger.

On this day, he had just completed a massacre, which was undoubtedly a feast for them demons.

At this moment, a compassionate guy appeared. He came to the demon with a bald head.

He pointed at his bald head, and there were even crystal tears flashing in the corners of his eyes. He said to Mi Mo in a low voice: "People will lose their hair due to emotional pain, and my hair has almost fallen out, do you understand?"

"Bald, what are you talking about?!"

Mi Mo was furious at the time. The guy in front of him didn't seem to have any murderous intent. He was thin and fragile, as if he would fall down if the wind blew.

So Mi Mo simply wanted to throw the bald man into his mouth, but the moment he stretched out his hand, he found that he couldn't move.

"You?!"

He looked at the bald man in front of him with great surprise.

The bald man shook his head, and then pointed a finger at Mi Mo's brow...