"I have heard that Lord Anusbi has a strong defense and is almost immortal. Today I finally saw it!"

The sand demon didn't feel too surprised, as if the moment just happened was just to see Zhao Fan's defense. When he was speaking, the fine sand that had already buried Zhao Fan's throat spread up again and covered his head and face.

"Since you want to see, I will open your eyes!"

Since he had found the exact location of this person, Zhao Fan no longer had the interest in talking nonsense with him. He sneered and the inner energy on his body burst out again.

A buzzing sound appeared in the sand pit, and the fine sand around it that seemed to trap Zhao Fan had exploded in a bang.

If the sand demon doesn't want to use these fine sand to kill Zhao Fan and he still has no place to settle down, it will probably take some effort to break free.

However, this man's actions gave Zhao Fan an excellent opportunity. The sand was already hard enough, so he jumped up the moment his body regained freedom and rushed towards the sand demon in the air.

Since the Emperor of the Underworld dared to send this sand demon to kill him, this person's methods are naturally extraordinary. These fine sands seem to be completely connected to the sand demon's intentions and are extremely flexible in control.

As soon as Zhao Fan's terrifying palm force was leaving his hand, the surprise flashed across his face, and a scream came from his mouth, and layers of sand walls blocked him in an instant.

These sand walls appeared in a hurry, so they were relatively weak, but they also blocked most of Zhao Fan's energy.

Just as the sand was flowing rapidly under the man's feet and he changed his direction again, Zhao Fan had already fallen from the air. He used his body to break through the incomplete sand walls again. The faint misty light from his fingertips flashed, and he quickly pointed to the sand demon's chest.

His speed was very fast and he could hardly see it clearly with his naked eyes, but his finger was obviously in vain.

The fine sand on the ground rolled wildly like a boiling oil pan. Countless sharp thorns suddenly emerged in an instant, all of which were nearly two meters long, piercing towards Zhao Fan's body, blocking his approach.

The fine sand at the feet of the sand demon turned into a vortex in an instant, and its plump body fell down in the blink of an eye, and then was wrapped in layers of countless fine sand.

Too fast, everything happened in an instant.

A trace of surprise and admiration flashed across Zhao Fan's face. These sand particles seemed to have become part of the body of the sand demon, and there was no trace of obstacle when used.

Experience value 89

Experience value 89

Experience value 89

...

The system prompt sound swept the screen in an instant, because Zhao Fan did not avoid these spikes formed by the yellow sand, but fell directly from the air almost barbaric, sweeping across the fists and feet. I don’t know how many spikes were smashed by him.

But the sand demon disappeared in the end, and the fine sand on the ground rolled like a lake. God knew where he was brought to by these sand particles at this moment.

From the beginning to the present, Zhao Fan has always been in a passive position. There is fine sand all over the ground here, and for the sand demon, this is his home court. He cannot kill Zhao Fan, and Zhao Fan also has no way to do anything to him.

After a cold snorting, Zhao Fan moved his feet and kept regressing backwards. He almost retreated to the position he was standing at the beginning. He felt that his feet were already stepping on the ground, and then he frowned and stopped.

Sand Demon must die!

This has nothing to do with the tasks released by the system. He killed Zhao Fan and even if he escaped to the ends of the world, Zhao Fan would not let him go.

After pondering for a few seconds, Zhao Fan took out the PBX remote-controlled detonation bomb from the system backpack.

After my fingers skillfully reset some lines, I watched the red light on it begin to flash, and threw it into the center of the fine sand without hesitation.

The sand pit, like a pool, began to surge. At this moment, Zhao Fan suddenly pressed the remote control device that had already been in his hand.

"boom"

A roar made the whole earth tremble, and the dazzling firelight seemed extremely dazzling in the darkest moment before dawn.

This thing was originally taken from under his car when Zhao Fan was in the provincial capital of Chu Province. It was made by people from the Stark organization.

The power did not disappoint him. The huge explosion force flew away countless sand particles on the ground, and a deep pit more than one meter deep exploded in the middle of the sand.

The sand demon was not dead in this terrifying explosion, but let out a shrill roar. Then countless yellow sand instantly condensed into a huge palm, and with a whirring strong wind, he suddenly slapped Zhao Fan's head.

After such a long battle, Zhao Fan has seen the clues.

The sand demon is not as he imagined, and can be used by him as long as it is sand and soil.

All the fine sand he used to condense this palm was different from the stones and gravel on the surrounding ground.

Zhao Fan's expression relaxed, with a sneer on his face, and raised his hand to wave a gust of energy.

After blocking the huge palms condensed by fine sand, he continued to move forward instead of retreating and rushed towards the endless sand waterfall.

Then, his body seemed to turn into a black hole in an instant, swallowing it wildly.

Under the control of the sand demon, the yellow sand was still attacking him in various forms, but as long as they approached one meter around him, they all disappeared strangely.

"What did you do? What did you do?"

The voice of the sand demon became obviously terrified. The sand was also frantically retreating into the sand pit, but Zhao Fan did not intend to let it go, and his body followed step by step like blue smoke. No matter what the sand condensed into, as long as he reached out to touch it, it would disappear in an instant.

This can be said to be a special feature that belongs to Zhao Fan. He used the storage function of the system backpack to continuously collect the fine sand.

It was too fast. In less than two minutes, Zhao Fan, who was standing in the sand pit, had no sand at all, and the fat sand demon lies in front of him like a dead pig.

The sand he can drive should not be ordinary sand, so he can control it so flexibly, giving people the feeling that it is omnipotent.

Without that sand, he was just an ordinary fat man who even stood up. Looking at Zhao Fan's sarcastic smile on his face, his face was full of fear, and his fat body was trembling.

"You can't kill me. If I die at your hands, Lord Nether will never let you go. Your special abilities are indeed very magical, but you can never imagine how terrifying Lord Nether Nether is."

Watching Zhao Fan approaching step by step and feeling the murderous intent that was so strong that it could not be dissolved on his body, the Sand Demon screamed loudly in his hoarse voice.

I don’t know if he was too fat or was scared to be weak all over. He struggled hard countless times, but he never stood up. He looked like a piece of super fast fat meat at the slaughter of others.

"Speak something that interests me, I'll give you a happy way to die!"

Zhao Fan stood beside the Red Devil, looking at him with a cold look, his tone calm and indifferent.

"Mr. Anusbi, please don't kill me. We and Stark are just cooperative relationships. As long as you let me go, I will definitely let Lord Emperor Nether give up this cooperation and will never provoke you again."

No matter how happy the way to die is, it will eventually die!

In the face of the threat of death, the sand demon, who was already covered in cold sweat, burst out with power beyond his usual condition. He barely stood up and took a few steps back, then sat on the ground again as he felt weak, shouting in a crying voice.

“What cooperation?”

Zhao Fan looked at all his actions calmly without any movement. Without that sand, this person was even worse than ordinary people, and he was not worried that this person could run away.

"You let me go. It's impossible for me to reveal the secrets of the organization. If that happens, I will still die miserably! I will do what I say. As long as I can go back alive, I will definitely persuade Lord Emperor Dark to give up this cooperation."

"Has Stark caught my people recently? Where are they now?"

"I really can't say, kind Lord Anusbi, please let me go!"

After several consecutive questions, Zhao Fan shook his head gently and said leisurely: "You can't kill me. To the Emperor of the Underworld, you are a waste. Just like you, you can still make the Emperor of the Underworld change your attention and no longer be enemies with me?"

"I am indeed a kind person, and I don't want others to think that you are a useless waste. Since you are so shy and don't want to tell me what I want to know, then I can only kindly help you!"

Hearing the words Zhao Fan said later, the sand demon screamed in great horror, bursting out all the potential, got up and turned around and moved his elephant legs wildly.

Zhao Fan took a few steps calmly, and as soon as he reached out, he knocked the guy who was rolling and crawling on the ground...

The shrill screams continued from this moment until the sun shone brightly. The sand pit that was once used to deal with Zhao Fan was no longer sand, but just a simple pit. The sand demon lying in the pit had no breath.

There was no inch of intact skin on his body, and the bones on his body had been crushed inch by inch.

The threat of death can make people fear, but this threat can also inspire people's ferocity when it reaches its depths.

Knowing that there was no hope of living at all, the Sand Demon cursed and cursed wildly at the beginning.

But human ability to withstand is ultimately limiting. How could he not speak up in the face of Zhao Fan's methods?

Both brothers died at this man's hands, and Zhao Fan no longer had any sympathy for the Sand Demon. After emptied all the news this man knew, he cut off his neck.

Countless sand particles poured out from the backpack space again, instantly filling the sand pit on the ground.

Zhao Fan was slightly stunned when he looked at the slightly black sand, and soon heard the system manager say coldly: "These are not sand at all, but ashes."

Although Zhao Fan looked down, he couldn't help but say in surprise: "It's actually an ashes? It turns out that although his name is the Sand Demon, what he can control is not sand at all!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this is not an ordinary ashes, because the previous host of the system had seen someone use such a method many years ago. When the man died, he said that the ashes he could drive must be ashes obtained after burning the living people directly. Moreover, these living people must be young girls who are just eighteen years old, and they must be perfect bodies..."

"So cruel! With so many ashes, how many people he has to kill to collect? This man should be extremely dying. If I had known this was the case, I would have let him hold on for another three days before he died!"

Even though Zhao Fan was used to seeing life and death, when he heard the news, he still felt cold all over his body and shouted coldly.

The Sand Demon is dead, and the random tasks released by the system have been completed. While communicating with the system manager, the system prompt sound has also sounded at the same time.
Chapter completed!