Chapter 608

Han Yun feels that he hasn't scolded so much for many years!

"Boy, you..."

"Poof..."

The seven wounded devil spewed out blood. Of course, the blood was not vomited by Han Yun Qi, but by Han Yun Qi. The injury that had been suppressed in his body could no longer be suppressed!

"To this extent, I dare to fight with you. Don't you know I'm brother Niubi?"

Han Yun looked at the seven wounded devil with disdain in his eyes.

"Brother Niu forced..."

The twelve strong fighters of the war clan looked at Han Yun and their eyes were full of worship. They almost had to kneel down and worship Han Yun.

Twelve of them shot at the seven wounded demons.

It was not easy to fight the seven injury devil to vomit blood, but Han Yun's words directly vomited blood.

"The seven wounded demons are so pathetic..."

A demon disciple looked at the seven wounded demons with a pale face and said at the same time.

"Alas, what a pity!"

The other two demon disciples couldn't help sighing. As soon as they saw Han Yun around the Dark Lord, the three demon disciples trembled slightly and subconsciously stepped back two steps.

Like Han Yun in front of me.

More terrible than the Dark Lord!

"Little Lord, what should this person do?"

Zhan Qu asked the respectful Korean cloud.

"How to deal with it, of course, is to cut off the third leg. Isn't he the woman who dares to move Han Yun? You catch him and I'll cut off his third leg myself!"

Han Yun looked at the seven wounded devil and said evil.

"Young Lord, do you want to do it yourself?"

Zhan Qu's eyes lit up, and then he hurriedly said, "little Lord, wait a moment!"

"Brothers, seize this little devil and give it to the young master!"

"Yes!"

The twelve people seemed to have taken stimulants and encouraged their momentum to kill the seven injury devil one by one. A war Qu seven injury devil couldn't stop it. Now twelve shots, the seven injury devil instantly became a target.

You kick, I punch!

For a moment, the seven wounded heavenly devil turned into a pig's head. Zhan Qu slowly walked to Han Yun with one foot.

"Little Lord, people are here!"

"Touch!"

The seven injury devil was thrown in front of Han Yun by Zhan Qu as if he were a chicken. Looking at the dying seven injury devil lying on the ground, Han Yun took a step forward with a smile and stepped directly on the seven injury devil's face.

"Little devil, aren't you arrogant just now? Come and hit me..."

Han Yun's face was very arrogant.

Looking at the seven wounded devil falling to the ground, Han Yun's heart is called a woman who can relieve Qi. What's so special? She dares to move Lao Tzu. I can't let you see the sun tomorrow!

"Han... Han Yun!"

Seeing Han Yun, the seven injury devil hated his teeth itching, but his whole body was imprisoned by Zhan Qu's twelve people. Coupled with the serious injuries in his body, the seven injury devil didn't even have the strength to fight with Han Yun!

"Little Lord, what should I do with this person?"

Zhan Qu Chaohan Yun asked in a low voice.

"What else can I do? The woman who dares to touch my Han Yun is of course... Cut!"

"Cut it!"

The three disciples of the demon clan trembled slightly. The twelve strong fighters of the war clan looked at Han Yun excitedly and said, "young Lord, don't worry, we must cut very clean!"

"Who told you to cut?"

Han Yun raised his eyebrows.

"What does the little Lord mean?"

Zhan Qu gave a little pause and asked with some surprise.

"Bring me a knife and I'll go myself!"

Han Yun smiled evil.

"Young Lord, do you really want to do it yourself?"

Zhan Qu was stunned when he heard this. Seeing Han Yun's demonic eyes, the seven injury demon couldn't help shaking his body.

Then he saw the Dark Lord next to him. It seemed as if he had found hope in the eyes of the seven wounded heavenly devil. He quickly begged the Dark Lord for mercy:

"Forgive me, princess, forgive me..."

"Spare your mother..."

Han Yun flew over, his feet moved, seven wounded demons, and immediately screamed. Looking at the seven wounded demons with a embarrassed face, he was very calm in the eyes of the Dark Lord!

"Little Lord, here comes the thing!"

Zhan Qu handed Han Yun a long sword.

The long sword was so cold that it hurt the devil seven times and turned pale.

Is Han Yun really going to

"Hey, hey, hey... Don't worry. Although this is my first shot, Han Yun promises to do it thoroughly and make you successful..."

Han Yun smiled and walked towards Han Yun.

"Han Yun, don't touch me. I'm a strong demon. I'm a bloodthirsty witch. If you dare to touch me, the bloodthirsty witch will not let you go..."

The seven wounded devil shouted fiercely.

"Bloodthirsty witch?"

Hearing this, the cold in the Dark Lord's eyes soared. The other three demon disciples also stayed for a moment, and then said angrily: "seven injuries, how can you take refuge in the bloodthirsty witch..."

"Unexpectedly, you've been lying to us..."

"Damn it, we believed him for so long!"

The three were angry, but the cold in the Dark Lord's eyes disappeared. A cold voice sounded in the void: "the bloodthirsty witch is the second Witch of my demon family and the biggest rival in the competition for the position of the demon master. Her cultivation has reached the peak of heaven..."

"The second witch?"

"Heaven peak?"

Han Yun's eyes flashed, and then he suddenly said with a smile: "so what? If you say you want to cut him, you will certainly cut him. Even the emperor Lao Tzu can't stop me, Han Yun..."

"Chop..."

Han Yunli drank, and the long sword in his hand swept directly under the crotch of the seven wounded devil.

"Ah..."

The scream of the seven injury devil sounded. Looking at the seven injury devil with blood on his lower body, they couldn't help closing their eyes.

"Kill him!"

The Dark Lord drank coldly.

"Yes, Princess!"

The light in the eyes of the three demon family disciples flashed, and the evil spirit flashed. The scream of the seven wounded devil finally stopped. The seven wounded devil fell to the ground with a face full of reluctance.

"Kill..."

Han Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, then looked at the Dark Lord and said with a smile: "wife, did he eat your tofu?"

"Tofu?"

A doubt rose in the Dark Lord's eyes.

"Cough... It means taking advantage!"

Han Yun coughed softly.

"Take advantage?"

The Dark Lord gave a slight meal, and then said coldly: "the second floor of the little heaven also wants to take advantage of me..."

"No!"

Han Yun smiled

"My wife, you have a good time killing people with a knife!"

Han Yun's smiling voice sounded in the Dark Lord's ear.

"Husband, you have promised me to go to the land of the devil ancestor. The competition for the position of the devil Lord will inevitably collide with the bloodthirsty witch. Now my husband killed this person, I'm afraid it's nothing!"

Whispered the Dark Lord.

A stunning smile rose on that beautiful face.