The once-in-a-century demon-fighting conference has finally come to an end.
During the Zhenda Conference, except for the appearance of the Seven Taoist Techniques, which caused a sensation, nothing unexpected happened.
Everything was as normal and peaceful as before.
However, on the last day of the Demon Fighting Conference, the atmosphere in a private room of an inn in Motan City was extremely depressing.
Wei Yan, whose veil has been lifted off, revealing a delicate and sweet face, is now wearing the unique golden demon general armor of the president of the Horned Beast Legion. He exudes an unmistakable aura, sitting upright.
In front of a table on the floor.
Next to her, Xiao Fan, who looked careless, and Xue Xuan, who was slightly nervous, sat.
These two people seemed to have made the originally tense atmosphere slightly more relaxed.
Opposite the three of them, there were two men with black demonic aura lingering all over their bodies, looking aloof.
Moshazi and Mopozi!
The only two remaining among the three great demon generals under Dong Sheng Ba Jue!
"Commander Wei Yan, what do you mean? We are both under the command of Master Ba Jue. If you have any questions, just talk directly. Why do you need to be so secretive?" Mo Pozi, whose face was stiff and seemed to have no facial expression at all, was cold.
said.
"That's right, Commander Wei Yan, among the entire Eastern Holy Army, we are the only ones with the highest status. Why did you invite two outsiders when you invited us to come?" Mo Sha Zi was slightly fatter, with a sinister smile on his face.
His feet were bare and he kept rubbing his hands between his toes. He didn't look like he was in a high position at all.
"Outsiders? You can't say that!" Wei Yan picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip, and said with a smile: "The hand of the Holy King that the two of you have been waiting for was bought by this friend.
Yes, I spent a lot of effort to invite him here, aren't you two interested?"
"What? Did he buy the Hand of the Holy King?"
"Yes, when you said that, I got a bit of an impression. This boy seems to be very close to Iron Demon's youngest son! They were sitting together during the auction that day!"
"Don't be excited, you two. I spent a huge amount of money to take the picture of the Holy King's Hand. If you two can give me more benefits and the value is more than the Holy King's Hand, I will consider parting with you."
!" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and said.
"Hmph, Wei Yan, you are still the president of the Horned Beast Legion, so why are you becoming more and more unreliable? You can kill them, snatch the things, and give them to us. With our
It doesn't matter, there's no need to make it so troublesome, right?" Mopozi said angrily, not even bothering to look at Xiao Fan.
"You two, in terms of seniority, you are my elders. In terms of status, you are my superiors. Although we have high status and strong strength, we can't do this kind of murderous things, right?" Wei Yan said coldly.
.
"Hey, it doesn't matter if you do it once or twice occasionally. Anyway, in the entire Eastern Saint Territory, except for His Majesty, we have the highest status. So what if we kill a few unruly people?" Mo Shazi clasped his toes with a smile.
The leader said: "Or...President Wei Yan, these two people...are with you. It's hard for you to make a move, isn't it?"
"Senior Moshazi, please pay attention to the wording of your words!" Weiyan said with a serious look on his face: "Are you suspecting something about me when you say that?"
"Hey, I don't want to doubt you, but you are just too suspicious!" Moshazi licked his lips and said: "Your master, that old guy Mo Mingzi, doesn't have a bone in the back of his head. He wants to
He betrayed His Majesty Ba Jue and was exiled to the Earth Screen Realm, and was eventually killed?"
"That's enough, now isn't the time to talk about this, right?" Wei Yan suppressed her anger and immediately slapped the table and said, "I set up a connection for you and found someone with the Holy King's hand. Could it be that in exchange for that,
Should this be your ridicule and questioning?"
"Okay, President Weiyan, don't be angry. Don't you understand our character?" Mopozi said coldly: "Since you are kind-hearted, we understand it, but... I am still like that
In short, we won’t talk to others, since the Holy King’s hand is on him, we can just snatch it away!”
As he said that, Mo Pozi suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it. Suddenly, a ball of dark demonic energy turned into a big bone hand and fiercely grabbed Xiao Fan's Tianling Cap.
Wei Yan's expression changed when he saw this, and he was about to stop him when he saw a disdainful smile on Xiao Fan's face. He raised his hand, and an invisible force burst out, shattering the big bone hand into pieces!
"If you want to talk, let's talk. If you don't want to talk, I don't need to waste my time talking nonsense to you. Do you think you are so great that you can kill people and steal goods? Let me tell you, this demon world is not your world yet!" Xiao Fan looked at him with a cold look.
He turned to Mo Pozi, stood up slowly, and said to Xue Xuan: "Let's go. It seems that they are not interested in discussing business, so it's better not to waste time!"
"Wait a minute!" Mo Pozi's eyes flashed with shock, and he quickly said: "This friend seems to be really a master of hiding things! I just tested my friend just now, you should be able to understand, no
People like this are not qualified to talk to us!"
Although he said this, the corners of Mo Pozi's eyes still twitched unnaturally.
Although he made a tentative move just now and only used less than 30% of his strength, the opponent was able to break it so easily, which forced him to look at the opponent squarely.
"Testing it? Okay, then I'll give you a chance to talk!" Xiao Fan immediately sat down again, tapped his fingers on the table a few times and said, "I don't know what price you two plan to pay.
Where is the hand of the Holy King that I bought from you?"
"My friend, you should also know that in order to capture the Taoist skills, we basically have no money, but you will not lose money. You spent 30 million to capture the hand of the Holy King. We will give you more
How about five million or thirty-five million?" Mo Pozi pondered for a moment and said slowly.
"Ha, you are really insincere!" Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders and said with a grin: "You only want to get the hand of the Holy King for five million more? How can it be so easy? Since you two have given the price, I will also quote you.
The price is good!”
As he spoke, Xiao Fan stretched out a finger and said: "One hundred million! Not even a penny less!"
"What? One hundred million? You...are you too loud? Are you kidding me? We still have so many realm stones on us?" Mo Pozi slapped the table and stood up, saying angrily.
"No? Then there's nothing we can do about it. The deal is broken. We'll see you later!" Xiao Fan smacked his lips a few times, clasped his fists, and then wanted to leave again.
"Wait...wait..." Mo Pozi quickly stopped him and said, "We really can't come up with 100 million, but the hand of the Holy King is very important to the two of us. My friend... how about this? Let's take a look.
How about we come up with something to top it off?”
"Mopozi, are you crazy? Do you think you can negotiate with him in such a low voice? Even if he has some skills, he can still be our opponent? Why don't we just rob him?" Mopozi couldn't sit still.
, glared and shouted to Mo Pozi.
"Idiot! If I could solve it with my hands, I wouldn't have to do this. Do you think I want to do this? The moment I fought with him just now reminded me of a person. His attack methods are very similar to that person.
That person... I don't want to offend him!" Mo Pozi said through gritted teeth.
"That person? Who can make us afraid?" Moshazi was stunned.
"Who else could there be? Who is the biggest headache for His Majesty Ba Jue in the entire Eastern Saint Territory?" Mo Pozi said angrily.
"Uh...you mean...Witch Meng Wuxia?" Moshazi's eyes widened: "Haha, you said this guy has something to do with Witch Meng Wuxia? Come on, don't make such boring jokes, Meng Wuxia
That female monster, who doesn’t know that she is the most cruel to men, how could she have anything to do with this guy?”
"Believe it or not, the power he used to neutralize my palm just now was the Xuanfeng Jin that Meng Wuxia is best at. I have fought against Meng Wuxia before and suffered a big loss with this Xuanfeng Jin, so I will never admit my mistake!
"Mo Pozi said through gritted teeth.
"Xuanfeng Jin? This kid... is he a pretty boy raised by Meng Wuxia?" Moshazi was stunned, and immediately lost his temper: "Then what are you going to give in exchange for him?"
"It depends on what he is interested in! Within the scope of what we can bear, it doesn't matter. After all, without the hands of the Holy King, you and I will both die!" Mo Pozi sighed.
"What's wrong, you two? If you want to exchange something, please tell me quickly. My time is precious, don't waste too much!" Xiao Fan shouted, putting his feet on the table, and urged lazily.
"Sir, just tell me. If you need anything, let's see if we have it!" Mo Pozi gritted his teeth and said.
"Haha, it's great, then I'm welcome!" Xiao Fan shook his neck and said angrily: "It's useless for me to come. I just heard that the soul of the previous Dongsheng Juechen was suppressed in the demon world.
Deep down, I am very interested in this soul, but the key to imprisoning the soul is in your hands. How about using your two keys in exchange for the hand of the Holy King?"
"What? You...how did you know this?" Mopozi and Moshazi were shocked at the same time.
"Don't worry about how I know, whether it's OK...or not!" Xiao Fan said with a faint smile.
"Are you kidding me? I don't care who you are or how you know about the key. We can't do anything to betray His Majesty the Overlord!" Mo Pozi's expression changed and he shouted sternly.
"Then there's no other way. You don't want to give me what I want. The opportunity has been given to you!" Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders and said: "The Hand of the Holy King... only one will be born every 100,000 years.
Come on, you can live for another hundred thousand years!"
"Wait..." Moshazi hesitated for a moment and said quickly.
"Mo Pozi, what are you going to do? Even if we die, we can't betray His Majesty Ba Jue!" Mo Pozi glared and said, "Do you think that if we betray His Majesty Ba Jue, we will still have a way to survive?"
"Hmph, betrayal is death, not betrayal is death, why not give it a try!" Demon Shazi roared angrily.
(Since my computer cannot enter the author's backend and cannot update normally, I can only ask friends to help upload chapters and set up automatic updates. Today I can only update three times. If the website is normal tomorrow, there may be four or five updates.