As soon as Chu Jinghuan landed, his feet were soft, and then the ground that was originally covered by fallen leaves turned over, and the square pit was full of sharpened bamboo, which was actually a messy thorn pit, if he fell, he would have to die. The ground is no longer safe, Chu Jinghuan hugged the demon slayer and hung on a bamboo, took a little breath, swished a few times, and one by one the darts stabbed, Chu Jinghuan waved the long sword with one hand, dangdangdang, a few crisp sounds of metal strikes, darts bounced off, and bursts of sparks were sparked, and the demon slayer buried his head deeply, letting it jingle, his ears didn't hear anything outside the window, and he only wanted to live.

Chu Jinghuan stared at the direction where the darts were flying, and rushed at Wei Hu and the others who were not far away.

"Wei Hu, northwest."

Duan Meng, Zhang Qing covered, Wei Hu approached alone, stayed in the range of slashing, his murderous aura suddenly rose, pulled out the sword on his waist, and stabbed straight into the northwest bamboo forest, and in an instant, a majestic sword qi shot out, and the bamboo leaves flew away like thousands of steel darts and flying knives, as if there were countless fierce beasts roaring in it, and they didn't look back without seeing blood, with a loud bang, several wails, followed by seven or eight surviving black-clothed killers flying with swords.

"Stay there and protect yourself."

The killers moved quickly and cooperated tacitly, but unfortunately they met Chu Jinghuan, Chu Jinghuan jumped in a row, holding a sword in both hands, as fast as the wind, spun around and stabbed away, with a brush, a human head rolled to the ground, and the killers around had no time to react, until the hot blood was sprinkled on the face, and suddenly came back to his senses, and the splattered blood stained a bamboo forest red, which seemed to stimulate everyone, and the two sides shouted and began to fight excitedly.

"Awesome, vomit~" The Demon Slayer looked at it intently, Brother Huan was really powerful, but unfortunately the scene was too bloody, she still didn't fit in, the Demon Slayer told herself, hold back, you have to get used to it, but now she really can't help it, retching, let go of her hand, bang~, the whole person fell off the bamboo pole.

"Oops, it's a dead man." The demon slayer secretly looked and saw that no one was staring at her, so she quickly got up and patted the leaves on her body, spit out the dirt in her mouth, and quietly found a corner to rub her ass alone.

A cry caught her attention, and the Demon Slayer hurried over to find a black-clad killer dragging the boy leading the way, while her mother was clinging to the boy's waist.

"Let go of me, you bad guy."

"Please, the child's father has been arrested, he is still a child, let him go." Aunt Yuguang found the demon slayer on the side, her desperate eyes instantly ignited hope, at this moment her face was full of tears, she opened her mouth, but she lowered her head blatantly, after all, she did not ask for help.

Time was pressing, and the killer saw that he was deadlocked, and drew his long sword to stab. Before he could get tangled, the demon Slayer pulled out the hairpin on his head, flew over, and stabbed the assassin in the back. The assassin was in pain, and suddenly turned around, seeing that the demon slayer was alone, he suddenly became murderous, raised his sword and was about to slash, the demon slayer fled in a hurry, but he pulled the hem of his clothes and pulled back suddenly.

The sharp sword was against her neck, and the heart of the demon slayer rose to her throat, her eyes widened, and she was terrified, and a threatening voice came into her ears: "Being a good person comes at a price. The hot and humid breath stimulated the nerves of the demon slayer's brain, she swallowed her saliva, and said tremblingly: "Good man, your breath is not clear, it must be a strong liver fire, gastrointestinal stasis, I will cure the disease, ensure that you take medicine until the disease is eliminated, you let me go." ”

"You're sick!"

The killer was annoyed and angry, his wrist moved slightly, the demon slayer only felt a pain in his neck, and saw that the blade was about to cross his throat, at this time, the demon slayer felt a cold on the top of his head, as if a gust of wind was galloping, and then the hot liquid poured down from his head, the slayer blinked, a heart seemed to jump out, she swallowed her saliva, trembled and wiped her face, and suddenly, was pulled into a familiar chest.