After walking a long way, the chubby man still didn't react.

The father and son kept walking in the direction of the demon he, and the little boy saw the demon he from afar.

The demon is happy, and it is rare to see people who love to take advantage of small advantages like this. Looking at their familiar movements, it was obvious that they usually did things like this.

After walking a long way, he quietly turned around, glanced behind him, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one.

This is a small episode in Demon He's life, just when Demon He was about to wait for the opportunity to sneak in at night, he suddenly saw a group of merchants slowly approaching on the horizon in the distance.

Although they were dressed in ordinary clothes, their lineup was scattered and neat, and everyone's eyes were extremely indifferent, not at all like ordinary people.

Youhe faintly had a feeling that they might be coming for themselves.

Youhe didn't move, and stood there quietly, waiting for their arrival.

Bao Xing was about to leave with his son, and suddenly saw a group of people coming in front of him, he hurriedly picked up his son and turned around and left, not even wanting melons.

Before Demon He could leave, he saw the two of them turn back again, Bao Xing glanced at Demon He, thought about it and reminded: "There are bandits in the back, they are coming here, little brother, you should run for your life,"

Saying that, it didn't matter if the demon He heard it or not, he left without looking back.

Demon He smiled, this person has a good heart, although he loves to take advantage of small advantages, but he is not a big traitor.

Before the bag company could leave far, the team behind had already chased after them, and everyone rode fast on high-headed horses.

Demon He stood aside, he knew that it was too late to run now, and he didn't plan to avoid it anymore.

Demon He knew that in the eyes of the Shi family, he was still an ordinary junior, and he was vulnerable after leaving the protection of the Mu family. Even if Youhe has made achievements in the ring, it is only a point-to-point competition between juniors, and it cannot be on the stage.

Youhe has known this truth for a long time, blindly avoiding will only make the enemy's momentum more arrogant, they will be more unscrupulous, only by showing a certain strength can they have some fear.

Sure enough, they surrounded the three of them, and Bao Xing hugged his son tightly, for fear that he would be frightened, he couldn't understand that he was just an ordinary person, why was he targeted by bandits?

Now the bandits are also so arrogant?

How did he know that the target of this group of people was just Demon He, and besides, they had been chasing and killing Demon He for hundreds of miles along the road, how could they just let Demon He go.

Demon He stood there steadily, letting these dozen people surround him, and as the encirclement gradually shrank, Bao Xing also had to approach Demon He, and finally stood side by side with Demon He.

He looked scared, his expression was full of fear, and even his legs were shaking, which he had never encountered before.

But the little boy beside him was very calm, not at all like a young child, I don't know if he was frightened or what.

In Bao Xing's stunned gaze, Youhe slowly pulled out a long black knife from the air, the blade was covered with hollow lines, and the streamlined curved protrusions looked quite smooth.

The dark silver blade is also extremely sharp, and Bao Xing can feel a sharp blade from afar.

Exceptional!

He suddenly found that this young man, who had been kind to persuade him just now, had an extremely calm expression from beginning to end, and he was not at a loss because he was surrounded.

This teenager is not simple!

He subconsciously pulled his son closer to Youhe, as if he could be safer this way.

At this moment, a wealthy merchant rode a black-maned horse and slowly stopped in front of Youhe.

Demon He looked up at him and said calmly, "The Shi family sent you?"

The rich-armored man also looked at Youhe quietly and did not speak.

As a seasoned assassin, he knew when to speak and when not to speak, and most of the time, unquestionable conversations would reveal his identity and cause unnecessary trouble.

Demon He didn't ask any more questions, clenched the hilt of the knife, and pointed the blade of the knife directly at the enemy in front of him!

Killings on both sides are on the verge of breaking out!

A slight breeze blew on Youhe's cheeks, with a slight smell of dust.

Bao Xing grabbed his son's arm tightly and pulled him into his arms, but he forgot that he himself was so frightened that he was breathing tightly.

The sun is in the sky, and the flowers are blooming.

At this moment, Youhe suddenly remembered the first time he killed someone, at that time, an old mercenary comforted him on the side. Afterwards, I vomited very unproductively, vomited a lot, and cried while spitting.

He didn't know why he was crying, but he just wanted to.

Thinking about it now, it seems that a long time has passed, and now I have long since adapted to the boundless killing, and even a trace of morbid pleasure enjoyment.

Have fun killing? Who knows.

Demon He suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, his expression gradually became cold, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed!

The eye of reincarnation opened in an instant, and in the sight of Demon He, the whole world was already a blood-red, blood-red tree, blood-red land, and blood-red sky, like a blood-soaked void purgatory!

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On the other side, the unknown man of the Mu family looked indifferent, and he was also intercepted by a horse after bidding farewell to the accompanying protector.

Same lineup, same situation.

This group of people had obviously calculated the time for the family protector to leave, and they happened to be blocked on the road they were about to enter the city.

His expression is very solemn, this will be a desperate battle for him!

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A quarter of an hour later.

Dead bodies were everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed.

Demon He sat on the ground panting, covered in blood, with his own, but most of them were enemies.

The strength and cooperation of this group of people are much stronger than they imagined, if it weren't for their own thunder-destroying body blessing, I'm afraid they would have been killed!

Moreover, each of them was at least two levels higher in cultivation than himself.

Demon He wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and sneered, what a big stroke!

I have to say that in such a containment battle, the effect of a body technique like Thunder Extinguishing that is good at evading in an instantaneous body is far greater than that of the Sen Luo card that is not yet proficient in the palm soul monk!

Bao Xing covered his son's eyes and didn't let him see this scene. Even he himself was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

The young man in front of him, who was gentle and peaceful at the beginning, became a devil who slaughtered everything in an instant! And he witnessed the whole massacre with his own eyes!

That's a devil!

Blood stained the land, glowing a blinding scarlet glow in the scorching sun, accompanied by an extremely strong stench.

At this moment, there were many corpses lying on the ground, and the crumbling blood clots mixed with the broken fabric fragments were scattered in the dirt, a mess.

All of them are dead, and not one of them is alive!

Everyone's deaths were horrific, and most of them didn't even have a whole corpse left.

This is the fighting style of Demon He, the art of torture and killing of Demon He! Everyone who has fought to the death with Demon He is deeply touched!

It is also an indelible nightmare for every opponent who escaped death from the hands of Demon He!

Demon He ignored Bao Xing and sat quietly cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed. Guiding Qinglong Jue to recover his Xuan power and physical strength, unhurriedly, it was like doing a trivial thing.

In fact, in the final analysis, Demon He's Xuan Dao cultivation is still too low after all, and the Demon He's Xuan Power at this moment has been completely depleted, and his spiritual power has also been quite consumed.

The consumption of soul power by opening the eye of reincarnation is much greater than condensing a complete palm soul, and this consumption increases over time, and the increase is extremely exaggerated, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as exponential.

Don't ask me, don't ask!)

With the current strength of Demon He's soul power, at most, it can only maintain the opening of the reincarnation eye for about ten breaths, and then it will be overdrawn, accompanied by huge side effects.

After a while, Bao Xing saw that Youhe didn't mean to get up yet, so he walked over with courage.

Demon He suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at him, so frightened that Bao Xing retreated again and again, and a cold sweat broke out. He'd seen the horror of this firsthand.

"That,,, that, benefactor, are you ,,, you're alright,,?" he said, his teeth chattering.

In his opinion, no matter what the reason is, the current fact is that Youhe saved his own and his son's lives.

Bao Xing's eyes were sharp, he had long noticed that Demon He's left arm had been stabbed, the knife was not shallow, the blood flowed like an infusion, and it looked quite serious.

And the assassin who stabbed Youhe had already been dismembered one by one!

Demon He spit out a mouthful of blood foam and said lightly: "It's okay"

It's impossible to fight like this without getting hurt at all, but here's where Youhe's cleverness lies, he knows how to trade some things for others, and the result must be what he wants.

This is the law of survival in the wilderness.

Born to die, but to yourself!

Looking at Bao Xing, he took out a low-level healing charm from his arms and crushed it. A stream of turquoise pure energy instantly integrated into Demon He's body, feeling the repair of the body and Xuan Vein by this power, Demon He nodded in his heart, although it was not as fast as the repair speed of the Qinglong Jue, but it was better than nothing.

His hand suddenly trembled slightly, and at this moment, Youhe was suddenly a little tired of such boundless killing.

He wanted to cling in.