Chapter 1189: Satanic messenger

The messenger of Satan was a black man who was about forty years old. Hearing Cheng Yufeng's code name, the messenger of Satan grinned, showing his white teeth.
"I'm curious, how did you find me with my camouflage technique?"
The messenger of Satan stopped more than ten meters away from Yang Fan, showing a curious look.
"Does this still need to be discovered? I have already sensed your murderous intent to me, of course, not just you, but I also sensed the killers hidden in other places."
Yang Fan shrugged, feeling that the black man in front of him was familiar.
"Senior Yang, you have to be careful. This Satan messenger is very powerful, and his strength is not simple. Even the group leader is not his opponent. Moreover, he is also an SSS-level ability of the fire and thunder dual system, and he has been killed by his own strength. An innate great master."
Cheng Yufeng's forehead was sweating, and the matter had developed to an extent that she could not control. Her heart was hesitating whether to have the dragon soul at the same time, and wanted to deal with the messenger of Satan. All the members of the dragon group here were not his opponents.
"It's kind of interesting, I can actually detect my killing intent. To be honest, I haven't come out to take the task for three years."
"If you want to die, you can do it now."
Although the messenger of Satan has taken the task of assassinating himself, as long as there is no substantial action on himself, Yang Fan does not intend to take action.
"If this is the case, then I will take action. When you see Satan, you say it is a gift from his loyal servant."
The satanic messenger gritted his teeth and smiled, spreading his hands, a hot flame appeared on the palm of his hand, and with a wave forward, the flame swept toward Yang Fan like a fire snake.
Chi Chi!
With a distance of more than ten meters, the Fire Snake caught Yang Fan in the blink of an eye.
Yang Fan remained unmoved, lowered his head and looked at the fiery snake that was tightly wrapped around him, his clothes were set ablaze.
"Cut, is it only this level? I thought how strong a grandmaster was offered a reward of five billion dollars. It seems that this is the case for a mysterious eastern country like Hua Guo, and grandmaster martial artists have only this kind of strength."
The satanic messenger shook his head and clenched his hands into fists. The fire snake suddenly exerted its force and entangled Yang Fan tightly, just like a python eating food, it would tighten the prey on the body, and finally caused the prey to suffocate to death.
However, Yang Fan still stood upright, as if not conscious.
Satan's messenger frowned when he saw this, and his years of experience wandering on the brink of death told him that things were very strange.
Suddenly, the surrounding food changed rapidly, the fire snake entwining Yang Fan disappeared, and even the clothes that had been ignited were intact. The only difference was that the satanic messenger felt unable to breathe, and the body seemed to be trapped by something.
Looking down, the pupils of Satan's messenger's eyes shrank to the size of a pinpoint.
A thick-mouthed fire snake wrapped tightly around him, his clothes were set ablaze, and his skin was scorched, and there were bursts of tingling pain.
Bang!
The face of the messenger of Satan took root, his hands shook, and the fiery snake turned into flames and returned to the palm of his hand. He didn't expect Yang Fan to be able to illusion, unknowingly he was hit.
Satan's messenger didn't know it was, but at the moment he launched the attack, he unknowingly caught Yang Fan's illusion.
The attack on Yang Fan turned to attack himself. In the eyes of others, Satan's messenger first released flames, then the flames turned into fire snakes, and then the fire snakes sprang out and quickly entangled himself.
"What happened just now?"
Cheng Yufeng looked blank.
"He was hit by the husband's illusion, but his mental power is still quite good. He wakes up when he detonates the Fire Serpent. If he continues, I'm afraid he will blow himself to death."
Sun Yunzhu explained that slandering Yang Fan in his heart really loves to play, and the ants that can be killed by a single look are a waste of time.
"Go ahead, you are the strongest of these people. Give you a chance to show your strength. I will take a shot in one minute, one minute later."
Yang Fan stretched out a finger, and a chair appeared behind him somehow, sat down with Erlang's legs tilted, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and took a sip in front of everyone.
The Satan messenger's face became gloomy, and the flames in front of him condensed and compressed, forming a flame spear, which pierced every part of Yang Fan.
At the same time, blue thunder appeared on the messenger of Satan, and a red cloak appeared on his shoulder. At first glance, he thought it was the appearance of Thor in the Avengers.
Huh huh!
The satanic messenger ran around Yang Fan quickly, and his speed was very fast, forming a circle of blue lightning arcs around Yang Fan.
As the speed of the messenger of Satan increased, the lightning all over his body became more obvious, followed by blue lightning lines formed by running, somewhat similar to the special effects of the Speedy in the Flash.
Bang!
The satanic messenger stopped suddenly, and a bright white lightning dart was condensed in his hand. It threw it at Yang Fan, then came to the other side of Yang Fan, another lightning dart was thrown in the same way, and so on.
Although the whole process is relatively cumbersome, it only took one second from the start of the Satan messenger's action to the stop.
Dozens of flame spears and lightning spears hit Yang Fan almost at the same time, causing a distance explosion. A large number of flames swallowed Yang Fan, and Cheng Yufeng couldn't bear to look directly.
No master can survive this terrifying attack.
About ten seconds later, the flame gradually dissipated, and Yang Fan sat intact, the tea in his hand boiling under the high temperature.
"Thank you, I am worried that the tea is not hot enough, there are still forty-five seconds, hurry up."
Yang Fan glanced at the time on the screen not far from the square and said.
Satan's messenger frowned, and he found that not only was Yang Fan fine, but the chair under him was not affected.
Thinking of this, the messenger of Satan couldn’t take care of so much. He came to Yang Fan. Flames appeared all over his body. He quickly turned into a burning man. He grabbed Yang Fan tightly. The color of the flame on his body became deep red, and then the color gradually changed. White, this is the performance of extreme high temperature.
With Yang Fan as the center, the floor tiles of the square were roasted red, and then burst open. But the temperature of Satan's messenger's body became higher and higher, and the ground near him began to melt, turning into a pool of magma flowing.
Cheng Yufeng couldn't bear the high temperature and wanted to retreat. Chen Shuyue saw it and waved his hand to block the surrounding high temperature, preventing the high temperature from further damaging the buildings and ground of the square.
The situation of the messenger of Satan lasted for more than 20 seconds. It may be that the temperature reached the upper limit. With an explosion, a deep pit was blown out of the ground, the dust dispersed, and Yang Fan's figure appeared, still intact.
"Satan is up, this is impossible!"
The face of Satan's messenger was very ugly. This move can be said to be his strongest flame attack, but it has no meaning for Yang Fan.