C817 A Coward to the End
He can't bear the consequences of not compromising...
It could only be said that he broke his fortune and got rid of the disaster.
Naturally, Zhou Zhi was very unhappy that a piece of flesh was dug out from his chest. At this moment, his eyes shifted from the plump young woman, zi Ling, to Battlefield of Gods and Demons.
"Little thief Faang Fann, I will kill you! You will die for sure! If you know what's good for you, I will kill you here and leave you with a complete corpse! "
Threats of threat continued to be heard. Faang Fann heard them like thunder.
Faang Fann, who was in Battlefield of Gods and Demons, suddenly felt happy.
Was this a threat?
If it was outside the Battlefield of Gods and Demons, Faang Fann might have some concerns. As for now... Faang Fann only wanted to say one thing. Who the f * ck are you?
"It's impossible to commit suicide. I will never learn to commit suicide in my life."
"But... it's not a problem to kill all these Appraiser from the Dark Alliance!"
The corner of Faang Fann's mouth curled up slightly. He immediately rushed forward and killed the two kneeling Appraiser from the Dark Alliance.
"Little thief! How dare you!"
"Stop right now, or else I will definitely turn you into ashes!"
When Zhou Zhi, who was outside the Battlefield of Gods and Demons, saw this scene, he was so angry that smoke was coming out of his eyes, nose, and mouth. This was openly provoking him! This was clearly showing that he didn't put him in his eyes at all!
This slap was so painful!
"A worthless threat..."
Faang Fann curled his lips and made a disdainful sound. Then he killed a few Appraiser from the Dark Alliance.
Originally, Appraiser from the Dark Alliance still had 700,000. Although the number wasn't a lot, they were all elites and had a large scale.
But now? A dark magic attack had killed almost half of the Dark Alliance's Appraiser. The number of seven hundred thousand quickly dropped to two hundred thousand, and a total of two hundred thousand had been killed.
The losses were not small.
And with Faang Fann's Killing technique, it would not be long before these two hundred thousand would return to hell!
"Fang Mo, we're already in such a miserable state. Let us go..."
"Wuwuwu... I admit defeat! I'm not playing anymore! Demon Fang is too terrifying!"
" I admit defeat too. If you're eliminated, then so be it. We'll save our dog lives first! "
"The terrifying Demon Fang, the terrifying everything. Who can save us!?"
"Retreat. Quickly retreat..."
"Demon Fang is here again!"
"I didn't want to attack you just now, it was them who forced me to do so! I don't want to be eliminated just like that! I went through a lot of hardships and escaped from a hundred thousand fatal situations before coming to the third stage. I must enter the the Ruins Of God to take a look, or else I won't be able to rest in peace! "
"Faang Fann... Master Faang Fann, I beg you, please forgive us..."
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Appraiser from the Dark Alliance was forced into a corner.1
Some of them chose to admit defeat and were teleported out of the Battlefield of Gods and Demons.
Another portion chose to kneel down and surrender, but it was obvious that they wanted to give in until the end.
There were only a few who truly wanted to fight with their lives on the line.
Seeing this situation, Devil Heaven Pavilion's Godly Demon Envoy and Zhou Zhi could no longer control their anger.
If it wasn't for the contract between the God and Saint Emperor of the Purple Feather, they would have charged into the Battlefield of Gods and Demons and started a massacre.
"Hahaha! This kid is really interesting!"
"I like it!"
Zi Ling laughed heartily and found Faang Fann more and more pleasing to the eye.
At first, it was because Yun Xiaoxiao had paid attention to Faang Fann. As for the contributions Faang Fann had made to the Faction of Light, she really did not care.
Perhaps those so-called Healing Card and Serum Card were very shocking to the ordinary Appraiser of the Faction of Light, but to an expert of Saint Emperor of the Purple Feather's level, they were very common.
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