The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 506: It's You Who Breached the Contract!

Xiaoyao Valley in the world of dried bones.

Motian flashed and appeared in the abandoned hall. After waiting for a while, Pan Chengfeng also came out. Seeing Motian staring at him unkindly, Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "Master Motian, please don't stare at me like that. How can I concentrate on engraving the Demon Fist?"

Mo Tian's patience was worn away by Pan Chengfeng little by little. This kid was always talking nonsense and had many problems. However, thinking that he was about to get the Demon Fist, Mo Tian endured it again, sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Pan Chengfeng sneered in his heart: "Old beast, no matter how cunning you are, you still have to drink my foot washing water?!"

Pan Chengfeng directly took out a blank jade slip and put it on his forehead, pretending to engrave the Demon Fist on it, but in fact he was thinking about how to trick this old beast.

You all know The Legend of the Condor Heroes, right? Pan Chengfeng is very familiar with the part where Ouyang Feng reversely practices the Nine Yin Manual. He never thought that he would use this method to harm people now. Oh no, it is to harm demons~

Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Guo Jing even wrote it backwards. I will just change it randomly and leave out a few paragraphs. I don't believe you can still practice it! I will kill you, old beast!"

Pan Chengfeng started to carve randomly without hesitation. Except for the first few paragraphs, which were real, he started to disrupt the order of the rest, altered the content, and finally simply cut out several paragraphs.

Pan Chengfeng finished the engraving in an hour, then sat cross-legged and said, "Master Motian, I have only engraved half of it. I need to rest for a while before continuing~"

Mo Tian closed his eyes and ignored Pan Chengfeng, but Pan Chengfeng knew that the old beast's demonic consciousness had been locked on him and he must have heard what he said.

Pan Chengfeng closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation. He wanted to use the time to sort out the fusion spell.

This "rest" lasted another three days. Pan Chengfeng tried to delay the time as much as possible, thinking that as long as Mo Tian didn't say anything, he would continue to "rest".

But this really can't be delayed too long, Mo Tian's brows couldn't help but jump.

Pan Chengfeng knew that Motian was going to go crazy, so he quickly opened his eyes, stood up, stretched his waist and said with a smile: "Wow~ I had a good rest. Thank you, Master Motian, for your understanding. I will continue to carve now~ I should be able to carve it in one go~"

Mo Tian, ​​who was about to go berserk, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart after hearing what Pan Chengfeng said.

He said coldly: "Human boy, I have no patience anymore. This is the last time! If you can't give me the jade slip after one hour, you will be in breach of contract! I will kill you immediately. I don't want the Demon God Fist anymore!!!"

Feeling Motian's determination, Pan Chengfeng said tremblingly: "Don't worry, Lord Motian, I will definitely give you the Demon Fist in an hour~"

Pan Chengfeng picked up the engraved jade slip and put it on his forehead, thinking to himself, "No, this old beast can't stand it anymore. It's time for me to take action. If I'm immature, I'll just have to be mature. I have to fight!"

It is really unrealistic to come up with the fusion spell in just a few dozen days. However, this was originally an extra means that Pan Chengfeng prepared for self-protection. His greatest reliance for escape is still the law of space!

Time passed quickly, and Pan Chengfeng could not afford to delay any longer. Mo Tian opened his eyes, and Pan Chengfeng took the jade slip at the same time, and presented it with both hands with a smile, saying: "Lord Mo Tian, ​​the engraving is ready, please take a look~"

Mo Tian took the jade slip with some excitement and couldn't wait to read it. After reading the first few paragraphs, even though Mo Tian had a million years of temperament, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Seeing Mo Tian like this, Pan Chengfeng quietly opened his five fingers and prepared to slip away. Just as he was about to tear the space apart, Mo Tian suddenly opened his eyes and roared, "No! This is only the first move! There are still six moves! Where are the other six moves! Brat! How dare you break the contract?! I will kill you!!!"

Pan Chengfeng was really frightened by Mo Tian's cannibalistic look. He shook his hands and said, "I only know this one move. I don't even know there are six more moves! I swear to heaven, if I lie, I will be struck by lightning and I will never be reincarnated!"

Seeing that Pan Chengfeng had sworn and didn't seem to be lying, Mo Tian suppressed his anger and asked, "You only know this one move?" Pan Chengfeng nodded repeatedly and said, "I only know this one move. If I knew other moves, I would have used them to fight against Lord Mo Tian. How could I be held hostage by you?"

Mo Tian took a deep breath to calm his mind. In fact, it was not his fault. The demon clan’s most advanced boxing skills were capable of making him lose his composure.

Pan Chengfeng huddled aside like a quail, not daring to move. Mo Tian calmed down for a quarter of an hour, and said calmly: "I had too high expectations. It is incredible that the boxing skills of the Demon God have been leaked out. I am greedy to want the complete set of seven styles."

Although Pan Chengfeng knew two moves, he did not lie. He had not yet learned the second move, so it was correct to say that he only knew one move.

Seeing Pan Chengfeng cowering to the side, Mo Tian sneered, "Human boy, stop pretending in front of me. Do you think I don't know what you wanted to do just now? If you dare to move before I confirm the truth, I will treat it as a breach of contract and kill you immediately!"

Pan Chengfeng smiled flatteringly and said, "How dare you move, kid? Lord Motian, please take your time to look and confirm~"

Mo Tian put the jade slip on his forehead again, closed his eyes and continued to check the first move of the Demon Fist.

Just when Mo Tian frowned again, Pan Chengfeng had already moved! With a tearing sound, he tore through the space and teleported away~

"It's weird, but I can't explain it? Is what this kid gave me fake? But it doesn't look fake." Mo Tian narrowed his eyes and knew what was going on. He laughed strangely and said, "You little bastard from the human race, you tampered with the Demon God Fist, do you think you can escape from my grasp?"

Pan Chengfeng teleported directly to a distance of ten thousand meters, not caring whether Mo Tian behind him was chasing him or not. He tore the space again and teleported again, muttering: "You said to break the contract, so break the contract! You told me not to move, so don't move? I'd be stupid not to run!"

Pan Chengfeng tore the space apart more than ten times in a row and felt that he was almost out of breath. Just as he walked out of the crack and wanted to take a breath, he saw Mo Tian standing a hundred meters in front of him, looking at him coldly.

Pan Chengfeng screamed, "Fuck you!" and ran away again with a ripping sound. Mo Tian said calmly, "You little bastard, do you think you can escape from my grasp with just the little bit of space law you have comprehended? Hand over the Demon God Fist quickly, and I will fulfill my oath and let you go!"

Pan Chengfeng tore through space while shouting, "You'd be a fool to believe your lies! I gave you the Devil Fist, why are you still chasing after me? You're breaking the contract!"

Mo Tian suppressed his anger and said, "What you gave me was not the Demon Fist! You broke the contract!"

Pan Chengfeng retorted: "I didn't tell you whether it was real or fake before. Besides, what I gave you was not fake, I just changed it a little bit!"

Mo Tian said angrily: "You are making up stories! Wait until I catch you, and see how I will pry your mouth open!"

Pan Chengfeng tore the space several times, and Motian always stayed about a hundred meters in front of him and followed him.

Mo Tian said calmly: "You can't escape. I promise not to kill you. Give me the Demon God Fist and I will take you back to the Demon Realm to train you well. How about it?"

Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "I have no choice but to try. Whether it works or not, I won't know until I try!"