"Boss, the pig is incompetent. The food is greedy again. You see, he grabbed several Terran masters and ran happily to its mountain. He must have gone to barbecue!"


    "Really, this bastard is greedy and doesn''t look at when!"


    "Come on, don''t worry about that fool. I''ll clean it up later! Now let''s concentrate on killing the five cubs in front of us!"


    "I''m really impatient to invade Cang Yanshan!"


    Several animal kings on cangyan mountain seem to have seen nothing strange about pig Busan''s behavior. Obviously, the pig in their mouth must also have a disease of their pig family.


    Gluttonous, lazy and greedy.


    In the eyes of these animal kings, the pig''s incompetence is undoubtedly timid and timid.


    Anyway, this is not the first time that such things have happened. They have long been strange.


    When the running pig Busan heard the evaluation of the king of beasts, he was not angry but happy. Unexpectedly, his pig compatriots were still such a wonderful demon. It was God''s help.


    Now, even if the teacher of Beijing martial arts university or Gu Yang who secretly monitored it noticed its abnormal behavior, most of them will dispel their doubts because of the unintentional dialogue of these animal kings.


    Anyway, it hasn''t shown too many killing opportunities to Ansheng people, and hasn''t really started to take their lives. Before the critical moment, these strong Terrans won''t do it in advance in order to temper the courage of their descendants.


    "Be sure to control! Don''t be impulsive!"


    "You can take the opportunity to offend Yang Fan. You can even make these Terran cubs hang some color on them. It doesn''t matter if they lack an arm or legs."


    "But it''s best not to take their lives, so as not to really annoy Yang Fan. If you want to destroy the corpse or something, it''s very unfavorable to my old pig''s pretending to be dead."


    Zhu Busan was thinking while running. In order to make the performance more realistic and make Ansheng''s five people cry harder, he pinched all their arms with both hands.


    "Ah ~!"


    "Shifu, help!"


    Instantly, several screams came out from the mouth of Ansheng and Chu Feiyun.


    The pig nodded dissatisfied and had an internal taste.


    What it calls is this desperate and lifelike scream effect. If Yang Fan hears it, he will not ignore it.


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


    Brush!


    A cold light suddenly struck from the side.


    Pig Bu San was overjoyed.


    coming!


    Its long-awaited small knife finally appeared!


    Pig Busan''s mind easily captured the running track of Yang Fan Tiangang stab and found that the throwing knife ran directly to its pig''s head and neck. Pig Busan spat with contempt.


    The Terran cub is really a black hearted guy. As soon as he came up, he wanted to take the pig head from the pig demon''s neck.


    The angle is tricky, the speed is quick, and the attack force is strong. Ordinary King level monsters can''t escape so easily.


    Unfortunately, what he met today was not an ordinary King level monster.


    Pig Bu San secretly rejoices in his heart.


    It likes this. The sharper the angle, the stronger the attack, and the more it suits its heart.


    Before, it had been worried that Yang Fan''s cultivation was too weak, even if it used magic soldiers, it could not break its basic defense.


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


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


    Zhu Busan happily opened his chest and rushed directly at the throwing knife from Yang Fanji.


    In the process of flying, he was worried that Yang Fan would not dare to let go of his means because of the existence of several Ansheng people. He couldn''t do his best. He also lovingly threw the five Ansheng people in his hand aside. The distance was enough for them to avoid the aftermath of the battle between him and Yang Fan.


    In order to die, Zhu Busan really broke his heart. He even considered many small details that Yang Fan didn''t notice.


    In order to make Yang Fan do his best on him, ravage him, seriously hurt him and kill him.


    Poof!


    Not beyond the expectations of Zhu Busan.


    Yang Fan''s Throwing Knife happened to pierce its left chest and heart in its seemingly panic avoidance.


    Originally, the throwing knife cut open the pig skin in front of the chest, only two fingers deep into the meat, and even the pig''s thick oil layer was not pierced. At most, it was only skin trauma, which could not cause fatal injury at all.


    However, on the basis of Zhu Busan''s self-reliance and considerable cooperation, after cutting the pig''s skin and piercing into the oil layer, the throwing knife was blocked because of the strong defense of pig Busan''s own imperial skin and meat. When the rest of his strength was exhausted, pig Busan bit the pig''s teeth and directly tore his external heart protecting meat into a round wound the size of a fist.


    It looks like the flesh and blood wound blown out by the Qi force on the Throwing Knife, which goes straight to the heart.


    Then, the next thing was simple. With the help of spare power, the Throwing Knife smoothly passed through the heart protecting meat hole and properly inserted into the heart of pig Bu San.


    "Roar!!"


    With a roar of pain, the pig gave Yang Fan an unbelievable and extremely angry look, and then stood up and fell down smartly.


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


    A giant white pig, which is completely in line with its current status as the king of beasts, is more than 30 meters long, and the wound on its chest has also become larger. The meat hole originally the size of a fist has now directly become the size of a washbasin, and demon blood has spilled all over the ground.


    "Perfect!"


    When he fell to the ground, pig Busan happily gave 99 points for his performance, leaving no point for fear that he would be too proud.


    "The death plan is a complete success. Yang Fan doesn''t seem to have a plan to whip the corpse. At this level, the pig Lord broke through!"


    "Wait a minute, the boy''s mental strength is Mao. He has been sweeping around my head all the time. Has he found anything suspicious?"


    He noticed that Yang Fan''s mental power seemed to be scanning on him. It was not powerful, and it could not do any harm to him, but he was very annoyed with the demon for a moment.


    What''s the matter?


    Pig Bu San''s mind was dark and cold. He checked himself again and found that he was definitely a dead pig now, and there were almost no flaws. Because of the existence of the demon lord''s wisdom teeth, even the emperor''s highest mind could not find any abnormalities from it.


    But what does Yang Fan do now?


    Is it fun to tease the spirit again and again?


    Just in case, Zhu Busan tried his best to restrain his mind, lay on the ground motionless, and let Yang Fan''s spiritual force sweep around him.


    Yang Fan''s throwing knife has been taken back at this time, but Yang Fan''s look is not relaxed, but more nervous and cautious than just now.


    Because just now, when he threw out his throwing knife and attacked the pig head demon who seemed to have only the strength of the king of beasts, a different system prompt sounded in his ear.


    "You use the Royal Sabre technique on level 8 demon emperor pig Bu San. The Royal Sabre technique is successfully applied. The skin of level 8 demon emperor pig Bu San is pierced, mental strength + 10, mental will + 100 and skill proficiency + 4."


    Level 8 demon emperor!


    Yang Fan was so frightened that his scalp was pumping. Unexpectedly, an eighth level demon emperor lurked under his eyes.


    What he didn''t expect was that the level 8 demon emperor seemed to have a brain disease. He had found his trace. Instead of attacking, he even opened his belly and guided Tiangang to pierce its heart.


    What''s this for, family?


    Spit blood, fall to the ground, change body, cool.


    Good familiar business skills. It looks like it''s really hung up.


    Let Yang Fan''s spiritual power sweep on it, but he didn''t notice the breath of life. This technology of pretending to be dead is absolutely excellent.


    In fact, if there were no system prompt, Yang Fan would never have thought that the pig head that looked like only one animal king in front of him was not only an eighth level demon emperor, but also very good at pretending to be dead.


    What the hell is this? Is he on the wrong set?


    Yang Fan was a little confused and looked at the pig''s spiritual performance. For a moment, he hesitated. He didn''t know whether the imperial Lingbao in his hand should be triggered directly?


    After all, from the beginning to the end, the pig didn''t show any intention to kill him. It seemed that it just wanted to fake death with the help of its own magic soldiers.


    Although I don''t know what it is for, Yang Fan thinks it''s better not to act rashly. After all, it''s an emperor level demon, which can''t be done.


    Moreover, Yang Fan has never experienced the specific effect of emperor level Lingbao. What''s more, he doesn''t know whether the launch from such a close distance will affect him and the Terran students all over the mountain?


    It is said that the battle between emperors will destroy mountains and cities at any time. He has a phoenix shaped Lingbao given by Mei Cailan. Naturally, he doesn''t have to worry, but what about Ansheng''s disciples, freshmen, and the human compatriots protected by his psionic shield?


    Yang Fan was afraid to act rashly.


    The playwright on the ground lay motionless on the ground and looked completely lifeless.


    However, Yang Fan knew that an eight level demon emperor, let alone his heart, would never die so easily, even if his brain was broken.


    Therefore, Yang Fan did not dare to approach, nor did he dare to turn around and leave directly, because Ansheng and Chu Feiyun, who had just been thrown into the distance by pig Busan, had trotted close to him.


    Yang Fan worried that if he showed any abnormality and attracted the attention of the pig head who wanted to pretend to be dead, it would stimulate its ferocity.


    As a last resort, Yang Fan had no choice but to brush his best charm skill at the pig''s head.


    "You cast the charm skill on level 8 demon emperor pig Busan (minor injury). The charm failed. Pig Busan felt it and didn''t care. Mental power + 2, mental will + 2 and skill proficiency + 4."


    "You cast the charm skill on level 8 demon emperor pig Busan (minor injury). The charm failed. Pig Busan felt it and didn''t care. Mental power + 2, mental will + 2 and skill proficiency + 4."


    “……”