Chapter 959：

"Otherwise, the consequences will be unbearable for you!"

Although the middle-aged man was held by Ye Fanka's neck, he was carried in his hand.

But now that he had the handle to grasp the two of them, he became arrogant.

Ye Fan looked at him coldly.

The murderous and full-bodied eyes made the middle-aged man couldn't help but stop speaking. The ferocious laugh on his face also stiffened, and even converged.

Fear filled his mind again.

The scene where Ye Fan abolished it with two tricks just now filled his mind.

He said with a trembling voice, "You...what do you want to do?"

"You can't kill me, you can only let me go!"

"Otherwise, once Weiyang is exposed, you will definitely die!"

Long Ling also spoke to Ye Fan quite entangled: "Ye Fan, you can't kill him!"

"We have to think of individual methods!"

"US……"

Ye Fan interrupted directly, and said with a cold voice to the middle-aged man of the Ten Thousand Demons Association in his hand.

"I really don't know where your courage comes from, I dare to be so arrogant in Ye Fan's hands!!"

Finished,

Puff!

Ye Fan held his hands together as a knife, and the purple-gold netherworld Minggang violently cut off the middle-aged man's entire right hand, shoulder-to-shoulder.

The red blood gushes out!

The man's expression was stunned.

Immediately, a cry of "Ah--", a terrible scream, sounded on the spot.

"my hand!"

"My hand, no--"

He howled bitterly.

Ye Fan grabbed the hand of the man's neck and squeezed it slightly.

"Ho **** ho--"

Directly suppressed the latter's screams and screaming roar deep down in his throat.

The man stared at Ye Fan with horrified eyes.

He couldn't think of why Ye Fan would be so confident.

Isn't Ye Fan afraid of the Ten Thousand Demons Club chasing after him?

Isn't Ye Fan afraid of a total of ten eighth-rank doomsday zodiac masters?

He couldn't understand.

After the middle-aged man's right hand broke shoulder-to-shoulder, something strange happened.

The blood pupil purple mouse tattoo on the middle of the right forearm suddenly bloomed with a demon spirit of blood and deep purple.

The light of this demon spirit floated the broken arm that should have been broken into the void.

The pair of blood pupils on the purple rat's tattoo turned wickedly.

The shining blood light diffused out!

Ye Fan's spiritual power enveloped it, and immediately knew that the rat tattoo had already begun to record images.

A touch of despair appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man of the Ten Thousand Demons Society.

After he saw this scene, his eyes immediately turned into hysterical madness.

He breathed, hoarse, and said intermittently.

"You... you... are over!"

"Even if... I'm dead, Master Mouse... will soon know... everything here!"

"Hahaha--"

"There are two... eighth-sequence doomsday level... for me... to be buried, I am... worth it!"

Long Ling stared at the son-mouse tattoo, and also became solemn.

If you are really tattooed by this tattoo, send all the previous memory images back to let the mouse know.

That adoptive father used his life as a price, and all his plans to get me into the Society of Ten Thousand Demons will fall short!

Damn, what should I do now?

Just as Long Ling's heart was extremely heavy and he kept thinking about ways to break the game, Ye Fan suddenly moved.

With his powerful mental power, he directly locked this blood pupil purple mouse tattoo, which contained the right hand of the purple-gold netherworld Minggang, and pointed it out!

Duh!

This index finger braving the purple and gold light burst the air and pointed it on the eyebrows of the blood pupil purple rat tattoo.

The original blood pupil was so agile, and the entire tattoo released a purple-red demon spirit's light, suddenly stagnated.

Ye Fan withdrew his finger and pulled a blood pupil purple mouse phantom from the tattoo.

Immediately,

On the broken hand of the middle-aged man, there was a soft corrosive noise and pungent white smoke.

The blood pupil purple mouse tattoo disappeared, and the broken arm was sprayed with blood, falling straight into the void.

And after Ye Fan pulled the phantom of the blood pupil purple mouse tattoo out, he held it in the palm of his left hand and squeezed it tightly.

Boom!