Chapter 307：

The psychics of the Ninety-third District Guard Station, here it is!

The leader is a middle-aged man with a big belly and a fat brain.

He saw the situation in the field from a distance.

A psychic, and a monster!

The psychic master has the upper hand firmly!

The demon was seriously injured!

good chance!

A great credit for nothing!

The eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly lit up.

He saw Ye Fan preparing to kill the killer from a distance, and immediately cried out in shock: "Hold on!"

"stop!"

Ye Fan turned a deaf ear.

Cover directly with your right hand!

Bang Bang—

The pale white palm of the demon directly shattered Zhao Jun's head!

Even with the ground below, a huge deep hole was blown up.

Red and white things are splattered everywhere!

The headless corpse rolled down!

The strong smell of blood, immediately diffused!

A middle-aged man with a fat brain and ten guards' subordinates finally arrived.

When he saw that Ye Fan didn't listen to his own words and killed the demon directly, he immediately felt like a cooked duck flying!

The plump face was flushed with anger.

Pointing at Ye Fan with his fat fingers, he roared angrily: "You are so bold!"

"I told you to stop, you..."

However,

Before the fat-eared middle-aged man finished speaking, Ye Fan's figure flashed and came directly in front of him.

The right hand stretches out like lightning!

Like steel tongs, it was stuck on the neck of the middle-aged man!

Lift his fat body about three hundred jin, directly with one hand, and hold it in the air!

The pale demon spirit aura and the incomparably rich killing aura, behind Ye Fan, once again condensed a ten-meter-high Zhu Weiying!

He is holding a middle-aged man!

The cold eyes stared at the latter's pupils that were as small as the tip of a needle.

Ye Fan slowly said, "Are you teaching me to do things?"

The original members of the ten guard stations saw Ye Fan lift up his captain, and they wanted to rely on the large number of people to come up and ask questions.

As soon as they started to move, they suddenly saw the ten-meter-high Zhu Weiying phantom emerging from behind Ye Fan.

"hiss-"

One by one, their eyes widened, and they took a breath.

I drop a mother!

This is the fifth-sequence nightmare-level psychic master!

You released this demon spirit phantom long ago, and nothing would be gone!

This is all right, the captain thought it was a soft persimmon, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate!

Still an alloy plate!

The middle-aged man with a fat brain was originally very angry when he was lifted by Ye Fan's neck with one hand.

But as soon as I saw the demon spirit phantom that emerged behind Ye Fan!

The middle-aged man's whole body, as if being poured cold water on his head, immediately appeared a thick color of horror in his eyes!

He thought more deeply than his subordinates!

Those who can freely release the ghost ghosts in the Demon City must be the big players in the Demon Bureau!

The middle-aged man saw that Ye Fan was not wearing the uniform of the Demon Bureau, and immediately thought that he might be big people, dressed in casual clothes to do things!

His body raised in midair by Ye Fan shivered even more severely.

"My lord, hug... sorry!"

"I... I know... wrong!"

The middle-aged man begged hard and intermittently for mercy.

The surrounding subordinates also reacted immediately.

They all begged.

"Don't... don't be impulsive, my lord!"

"Our captain just wants to help you!"

"We are kind too!"

"..."

The ten imperial psychics of the guard station hurriedly interceded with Ye Fan.

They also reacted now, Ye Fan must be a big man in casual clothes!