It's a story and a legend. But everyone knows that the protagonist of this story is the Blood Demon King, a young man who spends his days with blood.

"Blood Demon King, you want to use our blood to tell the world that you're back?" the boatman shouted.

He was horrified to find that the appearance of this drop of blood had reversed the balance of victory. Several people who besieged Yang Mo showed fear at the same time.

Losing fighting spirit in battle is a taboo for soldiers. Historically, there have been countless battles in which less wins more, and one side has basically been frightened by the other.

"The king has returned, and the blood demon has descended. With wounded brothers, we retreated. ”

The leader of the men in black beckoned, and with hundreds of brothers, they retreated together. Two hundred meters away from the battlefield, it stopped.

In the next battle, they don't need to participate, this is Yang Mo's order. In fact, this battle is a test of the opponent on both sides.

"The smell of blood, it smells so good. Today is the day of the fish carnival. Yang Mo threw the bloody blade in his hand.

The Blood Blade spun in the air, flying towards the nearest person.

The man retreated, resisting.

I only heard a crisp sound, and the weapon in my hand was broken in half, and the neck bone was also severed.

The man's body was still receding, his head was still on his neck, his breath and blood were transmitted as always, but there was an extra slit in his neck.

At this moment, Yang Mo moved and walked towards the other person.

"Die!"

The man roared, the long knife in his hand, and the tiger was vigorous.

The long knife fell into Yang Mo's hand, and there was another crisp sound, and the long knife was pinched in half by Yang Mo's bare hands, and it was broken into two halves, three halves... Until the handle of the long knife was also crushed by Yang Mo with his bare hands.

"Young master, spare your life!"

The man stammered, sweat rolling down.

This knife, made of Jin Jing, sharpens iron like clay, but it can't cut Yang Mo's palm, and the blood demon who terrified the enemy on the battlefield has really returned.

"Death is not painful, it is only a second to crush the heart, and you will die peacefully. Your corpse will also be eaten by the fish, and you will contribute to the world after death. ”

Fingers were inserted straight into the man's chest, crushing the heart.

A field of fireworks was sprayed, brilliant and colorful.

The man collapsed with a glare, and his body fell into the water.

It all happened so fast, so fast that only ten seconds had passed. The two rock generals returned to the river.

A piece of scalp was numb, and the three words of the Blood Demon King pressed on everyone's hearts.

The remaining besiegers retreated at the same time and distanced themselves from Yang Mo.

A group of soldiers had no steadiness in their hands and just wanted to flee the battlefield.

But without a top powerhouse, who can stop Yang Mo's footsteps?

Mr. Fang Weng has a noble status, but he has never made a move, no one knows his strength, maybe this is a powerless person.

"Who allowed you to retreat? Just one blood demon makes you afraid of being like this, are you worthy of your identity and the weapons in your hands?"

The boatman scolded angrily and escaped from the battle, which was the last thing allowed on the battlefield.

"Whoever let the Blood Demon get hurt, worship the town general. Whoever dares to take a step back is to be killed on the spot. ”

Mr. Fang Weng also gave the order.

Everyone stopped, not knowing who took the lead, and everyone attacked in all directions, and the fish in the water who shouted and killed did not dare to show their heads.

It is difficult to kill Yang Mo, but if Yang Mo is injured, it will be much easier. And the general, that is the dream of all soldiers.

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men, and the fighting spirit will be stimulated again.

"It's good to come, I'm bloodied all over my body today. Yang Mo laughed out loud and took the initiative to catch up.

He was never afraid to kill, and he was never afraid of many enemies. Battles are never won by a large number of people.

Five steps for one person, ten steps for one general. Yang Mo wolf entered the flock of sheep and trampled on the water surface as if walking on the ground.

Blood stained his cheeks red, his clothes red, and the figure of the Blood Demon King was condensing.

The fallen people rise and fall in the water, forming a spectacular scene.

Xiao Xuan looked at this scene, and was already sluggish.

Is this the real battlefield? The battlefield she experienced before seemed to be a family play compared to what she was in front of. That's right, it's playing at home.

Is this the same existence for her own enemies? Xiao Xuan clenched her fists, if she could survive this time, she would become even stronger.

"My lord, five minutes have passed, and more than a hundred people have died. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that I won't be able to kill the Blood Demon. The boatman's heart was pounding.

He had just retired from the center of the battle and almost died a tragic death.

"Then retreat, and inform everyone to retreat. Fang Weng gave the order.

At the same time, he slapped the ancient ship and jumped out.

Under gravity, the ancient ship quickly headed downstream.

The boatman was stunned for a moment, then answered, and ordered everyone to retreat.

Everyone had long lost the will to fight, and after receiving the order, they scattered and fled, and no one paused.

"Young master, you have killed enough today, so let's go and save people. Miss Xiao Xuan, I have already let it go. Fang Weng said loudly.

Yang Mo saw that Xiao Xuan's ship was about to disappear from his eyes. After saying thank you, he chased down the waves.

Killing people is not the goal, saving people is the goal.

"Let's go back. ”

Mr. Fang Weng turned and walked towards the car parked on the shore.

"My lord, you're not kidding, are you? We're just leaving? So many brothers just died in vain? You didn't hurt the Blood Demon in the slightest, and you let that woman go?"

Seeing that Fang Weng was leaving, the boatman was anxious and asked loudly. Everyone was in a hurry.

Everyone originally thought that there was some superb means to release Weng, but it turned out that he really had to go.

"I've never joked, don't you go here and wait for death? As for that woman, didn't she let go for nothing, didn't I exchange her for the lives of many brothers? Besides, you don't think I'm really going to use a woman for anything, right?" Fang Weng replied lightly.

"My lord, you should have a plan by your side, right? Why don't you let him do it? Don't say that today is an appetizer, tomorrow is the right day, these brothers are all living beings. The boatman was furious, regardless of his identity.

So many brothers have died, and if he doesn't give him an explanation, he won't give up.

Fang Weng stopped, looked at everyone, and saw the same expressions as these people.

"These brothers did not die in vain, although they died, I also got the answer I wanted. ”

The crowd asked, "What is the answer?" ”

Fang Weng responded: "The strength of the Blood Demon, is he really the same as he was two years ago." This answer, sacrificing hundreds of people, is worth it!"

He paused, then continued: "Do you think that I don't take my brother's life seriously? I tell you, sacrifice them so that more people can survive. It's better to know this answer in advance than to know tomorrow.

I know what you're thinking, but I'm going to tell you that on the battlefield, human lives are never equal. If the lives of all of us, including me, were exchanged for the life of the Blood Demon alone, I believe the organization would be more than willing. ”

After speaking, he got into the car and left without looking back.