"Demon Saint, the legendary Demon Saint is actually a little girl..."

In the void around the restaurant, everyone looked at the girl with a slightly thin figure, their eyes were surprised, and there was a trace of unspeakable fear in their eyes.

Everyone in the world knows the name of the Demon Saint, but the people who have seen the Demon Saint's true face are very rare.

Because the Demon Saint is good at the art of change, and also good at bewitching people's hearts, he can easily capture their hearts and minds and control them.

"Golden Retriever Lion King, do you still remember the appearance of the Demon Saint?"

The White Fox King looked at the frail girl in the restaurant, holding the pipa and playing with the strings. She had the illusion that with one paw, she could tear the little girl into pieces and make her blood spatter on the spot.

However, when Yang Yunfan said the name Demon Saint... Even if I gave her ten thousand courages, she would not dare to act wild!

"I, I forgot..."

Both the Golden Retriever Lion King and the White Fox King have met the Demon Saint. They both fought against the Demon Saint and were defeated, so they became the Twelve Demon Kings of the Demon Saint Palace. However, at this time, the Golden Retriever Lion King recalled the scene that day.

, but I can’t remember the appearance of the Demon Saint.

In his memory, the appearance and information about the Demon Saint were vague...

When he thought of this, his huge body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he had a deeper understanding of the terror of the Demon Saint.

"My lord, can he win?"

At this time, the Golden Retriever Lion King looked at Yang Yunfan and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

If Yang Yunfan were defeated, he and the White Fox King, two traitors of the Demon Saint Palace, would not know what kind of torture they would suffer.

Demon Saint is never merciless towards traitors.

"It should be okay."

The White Fox King was a little unsure.

Although Yang Yunfan has extraordinary strength and vaguely invincible demeanor, the reputation of the Demon Saint is too great. It can be said that almost all the powerful men of the White Fox King's generation live in the shadow of the Demon Saint.

…

In a restaurant.

Only Yang Yunfan and the demon saint disguised as a singer were left.

"The soul is round and flawless, and the aura is restrained, reaching a state of no leakage. If it weren't for the special technique I practice, which can sense the endless fluctuations of your soul, surpassing the average god king, I might not be able to determine your identity!"

"The name of Demon Saint is indeed worthy of its name!"

Yang Yunfan gently shook the folding fan with his right hand, with the big sleeve of his left hand fluttering behind his back, and a carefree and uninhibited smile on his face.

However, under the sleeve that no one saw, his left hand had been slightly clenched into a fist. At the same time, on the clenched palm, a golden Bantian talisman began to flow faintly, ready to be punched out at any time.

Yang Yunfan was also a little surprised when he suddenly met the legendary demon saint.

And just now, when the Demon Saint was called by his name, he also noticed a hint of surprise in the other party's eyes.

"Master Yunjian, I have admired you for a long time. When I saw him today, he was indeed worthy of his reputation!"

The frail, young and ignorant singer-girl's face showed a hint of weather and age.

At the same time, her clear and lonely voice also became deeper and sharper, like a knife cutting through ceramics, and the sound was indescribably harsh.

After a pause, the Demon Saint smiled softly, and the muscles of his body slowly squirmed.

Click, click, click!

In an instant, her malnourished figure began to grow, and plump white muscles appeared on her thin arms. Some calluses on her fingers began to peel off, becoming as tender as peeled green onions.

In just an instant, she changed from a helpless singing girl to a peerless demon saint who looked down upon the world.

Although she was still wearing the patched linen clothes, her scornful expression and posture did not look like a person at all.

"Master Yunjian, you and I had some misunderstandings in the early days. However, in the past two years, our Demon Saint Palace has been avoiding conflicts with you. You should be able to feel my sincerity."

Demon Saint and Yang Yunfan looked at each other. Her eyes were like lake water, slightly rippling. There was an indescribable calmness that made it easy for people to trust her.

"Yes, I know your sincerity."

Yang Yunfan smiled softly and nodded.

Except for that assassination, Demon Saint Palace really didn't provoke him much.

But, so what?

A master is lonely and an opponent is hard to find.

After finally encountering a semi-hostile God-King Dzogchen strongman, how could he let him go?

"That being the case, why did Yun Jianzun want to expose my identity? You should know that I am not trying to deal with you."

Seeing Yang Yunfan smiling all the time, but not looking like he was fighting for his life, Demon Saint had some indescribable weird feeling in his heart. I wonder what Yang Yunfan was laughing at?

When others hear your name, shouldn't they be frightened, tremble, and want to run away?

The Demon Saint turned around and looked at the Dragon Palace guards around him, as well as the White Fox King and the Golden-haired Lion King. He wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to leave... so he could only hide aside tremblingly.

Is this normal?

This Yun Jianzun was not afraid of him, but he also didn't yell at him like those masters in Longting.

What does it mean?

"Demon Saint, how dare you show up! You will die!"

At this moment, a golden rainbow light flew quickly from the direction of the palace and landed in the restaurant in the blink of an eye.

The light faded away, revealing a beautiful young woman wearing a dragon scale battle robe, it was the eldest princess Ao Ying.

The eldest princess's strength is also extraordinary. Two years ago, Yang Yunfan discovered that she had broken free from the shackles of the eighth bloodline, but he did not expect that in just two years, she would reach a higher level and reach the level of the God King.

The state of Dzogchen!

Women don’t give way to men!

No wonder the Dragon Emperor favored the eldest princess Ao Ying so much, and often lamented that she was born a girl.

If she were a boy, there was no doubt that she could inherit the position of Dragon Emperor.

"Demon Saint, you are trying to overthrow the rule of our dragon clan. I will take your head today and go back to appease my father!"

At this time, the eldest princess Ao Ying's eyes were like daggers, staring at the Demon Saint. The hatred in her eyes seemed to turn into balls of flames, which burned the eyes.

As she said that, she glanced at Yang Yunfan next to her and said apologetically: "My lord, please forgive me, Ao Ying stole the sword practice opponent you were looking for. In fact, this bitch is a serious problem for my father and I have to kill him."

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"It doesn't matter, there are other masters tonight, I can find another one."

Yang Yunfan smiled slightly, took a step back magnanimously, and gave up this battlefield to the eldest princess Ao Ying.
Chapter completed!