"Boss, the foodie in Zhu Wueng is starting to get greedy again. Look at it grabbing several human masters and running happily towards its mountain. It must be going to make barbecue!"

"It's true, this bastard, you can't see when it's greedy!"

"Okay, don't worry about that idiot, go back and clean up it! Now everyone concentrates their efforts and kill the five little kids in front of them first!"

"I'm so impatient to come and invade my Kurayanshan!"

The beast kings on Cangyan Mountain seem to be familiar with Zhu Busan's actions. Obviously, the pig incompetence they mentioned must have the same common problems as their pig tribe.

I am lazy and greedy for life.

In the eyes of these beast kings, the current behavior of Pig Wuma is undoubtedly a timid battle.

Anyway, this is not the first time such a thing has happened, so they are no longer surprised.

Zhu Busan, who was running, heard the evaluation of these beast kings of the beasts and was not angry but happy. Unexpectedly, his pig compatriot was still such a magical demon, which was simply a divine assist.

Now, even if the teacher of the Beijing Wuhan University or Gu Yang who was secretly monitoring noticed its abnormal behavior, they would most likely dispel their doubts because of the unintentional conversation between these beast kings.

Anyway, it has not shown too much murderous intent to Ansheng and the others, and has not really taken action to take their lives. Until the critical moment, these human powerhouses will not take action in advance in order to temper the courage of their younger generations.

"You must control it! Never be impulsive!"

"We can take the opportunity to anger Yang Fan, and even make these little kids of human race have some color on them. It doesn't matter if they lack arms or legs."

"But it's better not to take their lives, so as not to really make Yang Fan angry. If you want to destroy the corpse or something, it will be extremely unfavorable to my old pig's plan to pretend to be dead."

Zhu Busan ran and thought, in order to make the performance more realistic and to make An Sheng and the other two scream harder, he used both hands to break all the arms of the five people.

"Ah~!"

"Master, help me!!"

In an instant, several screams came from Ansheng, and Chu Feiyun's mouth came out.

Zhu Busan nodded with satisfaction, and he had a taste.

It calls this kind of despair, realistic screaming effect. If Yang Fan hears it, he will definitely not ignore it.

Now, it only needs to wander around the top of the mountain for two more times and wait for Yang Fan to come to him on his own initiative.

brush!

A cold light suddenly came from the side.

Zhu Busan was overjoyed.

Here comes!

The small knife that it had been long-awaited for finally appeared!

Zhu Busan's divine consciousness easily captured the trajectory of Yang Fan's Tiangang Thorn, and found that the flying knife was actually running directly towards its pig's head and neck. Zhu Busan couldn't help but feel contempt and spit out.

This human sniper is indeed a black-hearted guy. He wanted to take the pig's head on the neck of a certain pig demon.

The angle is so tricky, the speed is so fast, and the attack is so powerful that it will not be so easy for ordinary king-level monsters to avoid it when they encounter it.

Unfortunately, what he encountered today was not an ordinary land king-level monster.

Zhu Busan was secretly happy.

It likes this kind of thing. The more tricky the angle and the stronger the attack power, the more it suits its wishes.

Before, it had been worried that Yang Fan's cultivation was too weak, and it was afraid that even if it used magic weapons, it would not be able to break its basic defense.

Now it seems that Yang Fan's attack power is much stronger than it expected.

"Come on, little baby, come and kill me!"

Zhu Busan opened his chest with joy and took the initiative to pounce on the flying knife that Yang Fan had sacrificed.

During the flying pounce, it worried that Yang Fan would not dare to let go of his means because of the existence of An Sheng and his men, and could not use all their strength. It also thoughtfully threw the five An Sheng and the other men aside. The distance was enough to allow them to avoid the aftermath of the battle between it and Yang Fan.

In order to seek death, Zhu Busan was really worried. He even considered many small details that Yang Fan did not notice.

The purpose is to allow Yang Fan to do his best to do his best to do his best on it, ravage it, seriously injure it, and kill it.

puff!

It's beyond Zhu Busan's expectations.

Yang Fan's flying knife was in its seemingly panic evasion, and by chance it happened to be pierced at the heart of its left chest.

Originally, the flying knife cut the pig's skin on the chest, and only penetrated the flesh more than two fingers deep. Even the thick oil layer of pig's not pierced. At most, it was just a skin trauma, which would not cause fatal damage at all.

However, on the basis of Zhu Busan's self-reliance and cooperation, after the flying knife cut the pig's skin and stabbed the oil layer, when the remaining strength was hindered by the strong defense of Zhu Busan's own imperial-level skin, Zhu Busan's teeth gritted the pig's teeth and directly tore open a fist-sized round wound.

It looks like the flesh and blood wounds blasted by the qi power brought by the flying knife, reaching the heart.

Then, the next thing was simple. The flying knife was able to pass through the heart-protecting ** with the help of his spare force, and was inserted into Zhu Busan's heart.

"roar!!"

Zhu Busan roared in pain and threw Yang Fan with an incredible and extremely indignant violent look. Then, he stood up very casually and died in anger.

In order to make the performance more realistic, after falling to the ground, Zhu Busan even directly transformed into his own body.

A giant white-skinned pig that fully meets its current identity as a beast king in the first realm is more than 30 meters long, and the wound on his chest has also become larger. The **, which was originally the size of a fist, has now become the size of a washbasin, and demon blood has sprinkled all over the ground.

"Perfect!"

While falling to the ground, Zhu Busan happily scored 99 points for his performance, leaving no point for him because he was afraid that he would be too proud.

"The plan to make a death penalty is a complete success. Yang Fan, the little boy, seems to have no intention of whipping the corpse. Master Pig has passed by this level!"

"Wait, this kid's mental power has been sweeping around my head. Did he find some suspicion?"

I noticed that Yang Fan's mental power seemed to be scanning it, with a stream of power, and it was not powerful, and it did not cause any harm to it at all, but it was very annoying to the monsters and never stopped.

What's wrong with this?

Zhu Busan's mind was dark and he checked himself again and found that he was definitely a dead pig now, with almost no flaws, because of the existence of the wisdom teeth of the demon lord, even the peak of the emperor's level of divine thoughts, he would not have any abnormalities from it.

But what is Yang Fan doing now?

Is it fun to tease yourself over and over again?

Just in case, Zhu Busan still calmed his mind as much as possible, lay on the ground motionless, allowing Yang Fan's mental power to sweep around it.

Yang Fan's flying knife had been retracted at this time, but Yang Fan's expression did not relax at all, but instead became more nervous and cautious than before.

Because just now when he threw out the flying knife to attack the pig-headed demon in front of him who seemed to be only in the first realm of the beast king, a different system prompt rang in his ears.

"You used the sword-controlling technique on the level 8 Demon Emperor Zhu Busan. The sword-controlling technique was successfully implemented. The skin of the level 8 Demon Emperor Zhu Busan was pierced, with mental power +10, mental will +100, skill proficiency +4."

Level 8 Demon Emperor!

Yang Fan was so shocked that his scalp was twitching. Unexpectedly, an eight-level demon emperor lurked under his nose.

What he didn't expect was that this level 8 demon emperor seemed to have a brain disease and had already discovered his traces. Not only did he not attack, he even cut his stomach openly, guiding Tiangang to pierce its heart.

What is this to do, what about playing house?

Spitting blood, falling to the ground, transforming, and cooling down.

What a familiar business skill, it looks like it's really dead.

No matter how Yang Fan's mental power swept through it, he didn't notice the breath of life at all. This technique of pretending to be dead is definitely a lot of excellent.

In fact, if it weren't for the system prompt, Yang Fan would never have thought that the pig head in front of him who looked like there was only one realm beast king, not only was an eighth-level demon emperor, but he was also very good at pretending to be dead.

What exactly is this going to do? Could it be that he went to the wrong set?

Yang Fan looked at the pig head in front of him with a little confused and showed his own spirit performance. He was a little hesitant for a moment, wondering if the imperial-level spiritual treasure he was holding in his hand should be directly touched and sent?

After all, from beginning to end, the pig showed no murderous intention to him. It seemed that it just wanted to use its magic weapon to pretend to die.

Although I don’t know why, Yang Fan thought it would be better not to act rashly. After all, this is an emperor-level monster and cannot be defeated.

Moreover, Yang Fan has never experienced the specific effect of the imperial-level spiritual treasure, and he doesn't know if the launch at such a close distance will affect him and the human students all over the mountains?

I heard that battles between emperors will destroy mountains and cities at any time. He has the phoenix-shaped spiritual treasure given by Mei Cailan, so naturally there is no need to worry. But what should they do if An Sheng and his disciples, freshmen, and human compatriots who were protected by him with spiritual energy shields?

Yang Fan was jealous of something, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

The drama actor on the ground lay motionless on the ground, looking completely out of life.

However, Yang Fan knew that a level 8 demon emperor, even if his brain was broken, would never die so easily.

Therefore, Yang Fan did not dare to approach, nor did he dare to turn around and leave directly, because Zhu Busan had just been thrown towards An Sheng, who was thrown to the distance, Chu Feiyun and others were already jogging towards him.

Yang Fan was worried that if he showed something abnormal, it would attract the attention of the pig head that was determined to pretend to be dead, it would stimulate its ferociousness.

As a last resort, Yang Fan had no choice but to keep trying to use the charming skills he was best at for the pig's head.

"You have used the charm skill to the level 8 demon emperor Zhu Busan (slight injury). The charm failed. Zhu Busan felt something and did not care about it. His mental power +2, mental will +2, skill proficiency +4."

"You have used the charm skill to the level 8 demon emperor Zhu Busan (slight injury). The charm failed. Zhu Busan felt something and did not care about it. His mental power +2, mental will +2, skill proficiency +4."
Chapter completed!