Lan Feng stared at the Black Demon with his eyes tightly, and his murderous intent surged, but he was helpless. Any means to people like the Black Demon are useless.

Death, from the moment they ascended the throne, was no longer afraid.

Fear had long disappeared from the moment they rose and dominated.

The only thing left is ambition and persistence.

The black demon is not afraid of death, but Lan Feng is afraid of Qin Yang's death.

This is Lan Feng’s weakness and his love.

Lan Feng knew very well about people like the Black Demon that he would not compromise no matter what.

In this world, nothing can scare them.

At that moment, a cold voice came from Lan Feng's mouth: "Let Qin Yang go! I'll let you go!"

"That's impossible! Tyrant, your thoughts are too naive."

Hearing Lan Feng's words, the black demon couldn't help but tease and spoke. He gently pressed the watch in his hand, and a projection appeared: "Of course, it's okay to let you see the current situation of your brother Qin Yang."

As the black demon's words fell, an illusory projection was revealed.

In the projection is a large laboratory, in which there are large liquid columns, and in which various ferocious beasts are imprisoned.

In the center of the experiment, there was a cross made of alloy. On the cross, it was locked by countless painted black chains. A man wearing a tattered dark green camouflage uniform was covered with scars. He was stained with blood and looked extremely embarrassed and dying. He had a handsome face and a strong face full of righteousness. His eyes were microns, and he seemed to faint because he was too tired.

This man is Lan Feng's brother, Qin Yang, the wolf king of the Dragon Thorn Special Forces!

Looking at the appearance of the wolf king Qin Yang at this moment, Lan Feng's fist clattered, his expression was extremely hard to see. The violent murderous intent spread out from his body without warning!

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Looking at Lan Feng's ferocious appearance and feeling the murderous intent spreading from Lan Feng's body, the black demon couldn't help but tease and speak. He was not afraid of Lan Feng killing himself: "Don't worry, although your brother seriously injured the three guardians in the Abyss of Hell, I still saved half of his life."

"grass!"

After hearing the words of the Black Demon, Lan Feng was furious and scolded him. The dragon thorn in his hand disappeared, and the armor-breaking blade was replaced.

Lan Feng held the armor-breaking blade tightly and stabbed the black demon's body fiercely.

Facing Lan Feng's attack, the Black Demon did not dodge, but said coldly to his watch: "Dix, remove one of the kids Qin Yang's hand!"

As the Black Demon finished his words, there was a man wearing a big white coat, holding an axe in his hand, and a mask in his projection. He looked at the Black Demon, and a look of surprise and astonishment appeared on his face. A voice of concern came from his mouth: "Lao Hei, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine! Do what I said! If I die, you kill that kid and remember it for me!"

The sound with a strong evil spirit came from the mouth of the black demon.

As the black demon finished speaking, Dicks did not hesitate at all, holding the axe in his hand tightly and slashed at Qin Yang angrily.

This scene made Lan Feng's face extremely difficult to see. He suddenly paused at the black magic thorn, and an angry shout came from his mouth: "Stop it!"

"Wait... keep that guy's hand for me for the time being."

Seeing Lan Feng's actions and hearing his words, the black demon smiled coldly, and a faint voice came from his mouth.

"Swish..."

However, the black demon's voice was still a beat slower. The battle axe that was slashing down at Qin Yang in his hand was hard to stop at this moment. At this critical moment, Dix had to shift the axe that was slashing down at Qin Yang a few points. The sound of his clothes breaking quietly sounded, and a large area of ​​flesh and blood on Qin Yang's arm was torn off by Dix's axe.

Qin Yang, who was originally unconscious, twitched due to pain when his arm flesh was torn apart by the axe, woke up, and then fainted because he was too weak. The bright red blood kept dripping down his arm.

Looking at this scene, Lan Feng's eyes were about to break, and violent murderous intent spread out from his body, causing a violent wind to stir up with him as the center.

Seeing Lan Feng's eyes were about to break, the black demon's face was filled with a smile, and the playful voice came from his mouth: "Tyrant, I'm really embarrassed, because Dick's mistake made your brother suffer a lot!"

"grass!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng couldn't help but scold him again. The black demon is now controlling Qin Yang's life and death, which undoubtedly pinched his weakness and made him extremely frustrated!

"Hehe, Lord Tyrant, how about watching your brother suffer?"

The seriously injured Holy Light Killing God Daedra looked at Lan Feng's angry look and smiled loudly. Her heart was extremely happy. A playful voice came from her mouth: "Tyrant, if you can show some sincerity, I think the Dark Demon will definitely let your brother go! For example, how about you let your hand off first?"

"Swish!"

However, as soon as Daedra's words had just finished speaking, his figure suddenly solidified. He looked down at his chest, but found that at some point his heart had been penetrated by the sharp armor-breaking blade, and bright red blood spurted out of his mouth...

"You...you...you dare...kill me?"

Daedra raised her head with difficulty, and what appeared in his eyes was Lan Feng's face without any expression, and an incredible voice came from his mouth.

"Remember, you are not qualified to threaten me."

Looking at the dying Daedra, the voice without any emotion came from Lan Feng's mouth.

"Swish..."

As Lan Feng's words fell, his palm holding the Armor-Breaking Blade exerted force again. The sharp Armor-Breaking Blade directly penetrated Deedra's body, ending his life.

The famous Holy Light Killing God Deedra, the famous Holy Light God in the dark world, fell.

This scene happened between the calcium carbide sparks. By the time the Black Demon and others reacted, Daedra had been killed by Lan Feng.

No one expected that Lan Feng would suddenly kill Daedra.

"Damn it!"

Looking at Daedra, you slowly fell down the body, the dark demon's face was extremely hard to see. You should know that Daedra is one of the most peak combat powers of the Daedra Palace, but she was killed by Lan Feng.

The shadow guard ghost next to him couldn't help but shivered at this moment, and his eyes looking at Lan Feng were filled with deep horror and horror.

Daedra's death completely scared Shadow Guard Ghost, making him secretly glad that he did not speak sarcastic and proud just now like Daedra!

"Release!"

Killing Daedra, Lan Feng appeared beside Shadow Guard Ghost, the armor-breaking blade in his hand was directly placed on his neck, staring at the Black Demon, and the unquestionable voice came from his mouth.

"Tyrant, do you think you can threaten me with Shadow Guard? From the moment they followed me, their lives have been handed over to me. Shadow Guard, am I right?"

Looking at the Blue Finger who put the Armored Blade on the Shadow Guard Ghost's neck, the Black Demon couldn't help but sneer, and his indifferent voice came from his mouth.

"The life of Shadow Guard was given by the Lord. Now that the Lord needs it, you can take it away at any time!"

Hearing the words of the Black Demon, thinking of the past, Shadow Guard Ghost's fist clenched, gritted his teeth, and a determined voice came from his mouth: "Tyrant, take action!"

Although he was afraid of death, what he was even more afraid of was to abandon faith in order to survive.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

A cold and ruthless voice came from Lan Feng's mouth.

As his words fell, he suddenly raised the armor-breaking blade in his hand and stabbed it at Shadow Guard Ghost's body.

"Dix, if Shadow Guard dies, remove the Wolf King's limbs for me!"

Seeing this, the cold light flashed in the black demon's eyes, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

"Swish..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng's action of stabbing at Shadow Guard Ghost suddenly solidified.

"Tyrant, let us go, otherwise your brother will die."

Seeing Lan Feng stopping the movement in his hand, a cold smile appeared on the black demon's face. He had completely grasped Lan Feng's weakness, and the extremely playful voice came from his mouth: "Tyrant, your brother has died enough. Do you still want the Wolf King to die?"

The words of the Black Demon had just finished, but Lan Feng's figure disappeared strangely. When he appeared again, he was already beside the Black Demon. In the shocked gaze of the Black Demon, he held the armor-breaking blade in his hand and stabbed it into the Black Demon's body. The cold and ruthless voice came from his mouth: "I said, what I hate the most in my life is the threat from others!"

"Puff..."

As Lan Feng's words fell, he suddenly pulled the armor-breaking blade out of the Black Demon's body, making the Black Demon's mouth unable to help but spew a mouthful of bright red blood, and bright red kept flowing out of his body.

At this moment, the black demon was completely confused.

He never expected that Lan Feng would dare to attack him regardless of Qin Yang's life and death. The deep pain filled the black demon's body, making him feel as if he was in hell. Because it was too painful, cold sweat kept on his forehead.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!"

However, Lan Feng's movements did not stop there. Before the Black Demon could react from Lan Feng's sudden action just now, Lan Feng held the armor-breaking blade in his hand and stabbed it into the Black Demon's body.

"Swish...a knife!"

Puff!

Two knifes!

Tear!

Three swords!

...

Bright red blood kept flowing out of the black demon's body, and the armor-breaking blade in Lan Feng's hand continued to penetrate into his body, and blood was rushing wildly.

Four swords, five swords, six swords...

Still continuing!

Seven swords...eight swords...nine swords...

Haven't stopped yet!

Ten swords...eleven swords...twelve swords...

Thirteen swords... Fourteen swords...

Still not stopped!

Fifteen knifes!

Sixteen knifes!

Seventeen knifes!

Eighteen Knife!

After stabbing eighteen times, Lan Feng stopped just now.

The black demon had already turned into a bloody man at this moment, his body was stained with blood and blood.

This scene is too violent, too crazy, too shocking, too bloody.
Chapter completed!