Super Student's Three-realms Army

"What I did was just to remind you a little. As a friend's kind reminder, hehehe …"    

After saying this, the Black Demon's heart, which had originally been hanging high above the sky, returned to its stomach.    

In the eyes of the Black Fiend, Zhang Xiaofan had already decided to kill him.    

He definitely wouldn't waste so much time talking to him.    

However, Zhang Xiaofan didn't make any move. Instead, he started to talk nonsense with him.    

Zhang Xiaofan knew that he was a member of the Rakshasi organization, so he was more or less wary of him.    

However, this time he was smart and completely wrong!    

"I'm sorry, the Raksha you mentioned earlier has a grudge with me."    

"Moreover, before this, I also conveniently killed a lot of your people. It's fine if there's one more person, but not one less person."    

"Those who kill will always be killed!"    

"Since you've decided to kill me, you should be prepared to be killed."    

"Even if you, Luosha, wish to avenge you after this, I will still go out of my way to help you. If one of you is going to do it, I will kill one of you. If two of you are going to do it, then I will kill a pair."    

"In short, I will kill as many of your Raksha organization as I can. I will go all the way with you Raksha!"    

When Zhang Xiaofan said those words, his expression did not change in the slightest. It was as if he was speaking about a trivial matter that could not be any calmer. How could it be insignificant?    

Hearing that, the Black Fiend felt as if it had been struck by lightning. It retreated in shock and was about to open its mouth to say something more.    

Suddenly, he felt a gust of astral wind rush towards him.    

The black mist that had previously covered the sky and covered the earth was like a piece of white paper that was fragile to the point of breaking with a poke, and it was easily torn apart by the astral winds.    

"Puchi!"    

Blood splattered everywhere, and the Black Demon felt as if the world in front of him began to spin.    

But very quickly, the boundless darkness enveloped him like a tide.    

The abandoned construction site was as silent as before, as if nothing had happened.    

The Black Fiend's consciousness was also rapidly dissipating. At some unknown time, a bowl-sized scar had appeared in the middle of his shoulder.    

The plump head fell from his neck and heavily crashed on the ground. "Gulu …" Ye Zichen rolled far away.    

Immediately after, "Pu —!" With a loud sound, his entire body was covered in a captivating red color. Fresh blood spurted out from his severed neck, making him look like a red fountain from afar. In the silent night, he looked so demonic and ghostly.    

At the moment when the head fell to the ground, Black Demon was close to his death. He still couldn't believe that Zhang Xiaofan actually dared to kill him.    

Furthermore, they were killed so cleanly …    

Now, when death really came, the Black Demon finally understood something.    

Why did Yun Mu Yu seem to have vanished from this world, his death was so quiet, and not a single piece of news was sent back to Luosha's headquarters before his death …