Why did you stab me?" An Fei asked coldly, pleasure was only dominant in An Fei's mind for a while, and calmness was his instinct. An Fei didn't forget what to say at this time, in fact, he was not talking to Xia Masi, but to the crowd of onlookers.

"I ......" Shamasi was so frightened that he forgot how to argue or even beg for mercy.

"You don't have to explain. An Fei's eyes turned to other places, but the fire sword in his hand swept out a scorching wave, Xia Maxi was just a high-level swordsman, and he was so frightened that he was at a loss, and he was slashed by An Fei's fire sword without making any reaction.

A skull pulled the eyes of countless people into the air, and the headless corpse twitched, and the onlookers fell to the ground with a bang, and the onlookers were in an uproar again. No matter what kind of evaluation Shamasi received during his lifetime, he was a well-known figure in Violet City, such a character was killed like a chicken, not only the surviving private soldiers were dumbfounded, but the onlookers were also dumbfounded.

"Stop... Stop......" A loud shout suddenly came from afar: "Master, let you go back quickly, don't mess around!" Then a sound of horses' hooves rushed from far and near.

The crowd of onlookers hurriedly parted and made way of the passage, perhaps because there was no one to take care of them, or perhaps they were in a hurry, forgetting that the crowd had cleared, leaving behind a little boy of about seven or eight years old, staring blankly at the dead man in front of him. The child didn't know how to hide himself, and the look in the little boy's eyes was so frightened and curious that he forgot about it.

The knight on the horse rushed forward and waited for the crowd to part, and it was too late for him to see the little boy, and he could only watch the iron hooves step towards the little boy.

A hot fireball followed, and the first came and collided with the horse, and An Fei's degree was so fast that it left a fiery red afterimage in the air.

The turbulence of the fire element rushed in all directions, An Fei took two steps back to stabilize his body, and the horse and the knight turned into two tumbling windmills, rolling out more than ten meters away, and the onlookers looked stupid again.

In fact, An Fei is not very comfortable, the embodied fire shield has all disappeared, and there are bursts of severe pain in his arms, in the eyes of others, An Fei is a hard collision with the sprinting horse, in fact, it is not like that, An Fei is not so stupid. His fire shield struck the horse's neck, and it was an oblique force, so that although he received a large part of the force, he also absorbed and transformed part of the power, otherwise he would not be able to knock the horse that far with his strength.

The knight struggled, supporting the ground with both hands, and slowly got up, blood kept flowing from his mouth and nose, obviously indirectly suffering from the violent impact, and the internal organs were seriously injured, his eyes were fixed on An Fei, and his eyes were full of unconcealable horror.

The surviving privates glanced at each other, and they did not dare to go over to greet their companions, so they could only choose to remain silent.

"Young Master......" The knight staggered forward, he did not forget his duty: "Young Master, are you all stupid? Where is the young master?"

The eyes of the private soldiers fell on the headless corpse, and the knight's reaction was very fast, his eyes widened for a moment, identifying the clothes of the headless corpse, and then he suddenly turned his head to stare at An Fei: "It's you?!" The strong are often difficult to be restrained by secular laws, and can only rely on other strong people or some powerful force to check and balance, and now the young master of the family has been killed, and his companions dare not speak at all, he was the first to suspect An Fei.

"How?" said Anfei's words, which were filled with a strong flavor of provocation.

The knight spurted blood from his mouth in a hurry, his body shook a few times, and he fell to the ground, his injuries had already been done, and the other private soldiers still did not dare to come to help, and still stood still in place.

"Why don't you go home soon? It's dangerous to play on the street by yourself. An Fei's expression changed from cold to gentle, and he touched the little boy's head with his hand.

"Ah......h

The onlookers were in a very complicated mood, a moment ago An Fei killed the famous Xia Maxi and some private soldiers in the blink of an eye like a murderer, but now An Fei has become the big brother next door, but no one will suspect that An Fei is pretending, after all, An Fei rescued people under the iron hoof.

"Are you okay, my lord?" Eder ran over with excitement on his face, he heard about An Fei's deeds before, he was just willing to believe from the bottom of his heart, people in suffering need saviors, and the world after the war also needs heroes, and now he has seen An Fei's powerful skills with his own eyes, and he has completely believed it.

"It's fine. An Fei smiled and shook his head, his gaze turned to the surviving private soldiers: "You people all go to the Sheriff's Office, Susanna!"

Suzanne walked out slowly, and in this violet city, the high-level swordsman was undoubtedly the most powerful

Susanna, who was always ready to respond to An Fei, should have caused a big cause, but An Fei, who was full of fire, was too popular, and now that Suzanne came out, everyone actually had a high-level swordsman, and it was obvious that it was An Fei's subordinates, and people couldn't help but make an uproar again.

The low-level swordsman who had fled from the first battle gasped, feeling glad in his heart about his decision, it was really too wise...... That's a high-level swordsman!

"Are you going to go by yourself, or will I send someone to escort you?" An Fei asked lightly.

"My lord, let's go by ourselves. The low-level swordsman realized what kind of remedy he should do, and preemptively stood up and replied.

Anfei glanced at Erte, as a sheriff, of course Erte understood what to do now, that is, to determine the nature of the incident and list a large amount of evidence, so that Chamasi would never be able to turn over! Erte turned around and walked to Ilioni's side and whispered a few words of advice, Ilioni took a few patrols and walked towards the private soldiers, the principal was dead, the two sides no longer had a tense atmosphere, and the relationship between them became very harmonious and cooperative, at least unilaterally, the private soldiers took the initiative to put down their weapons and follow the patrolmen.

"Your mony, your unicorn has escaped, and we can't stand it. Erte suddenly said loudly.

"Huh?" An Fei was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to see that sure enough, the little guy was there, curiously looking at the crowd.

An Fei couldn't help but glance at Ete, the little guy had already been forced to develop a conditioned reflex, if it wasn't for Suzanne to let it out, it would never dare to come out, as for why Suzanne would let it go, it must have something to do with this Erte.

"Come here!" An Fei beckoned.

The little guy's eyes lit up, his body turned into a white light, and the next moment he had appeared under An Fei's body, rubbing An Fei's calves very affectionately, don't look at it, its size is still very small, but the degree has become extremely amazing, before Sariel still likes to play games with the little guy, now she doesn't bother to pay attention to the little guy, she can't catch it at all, what's the meaning of playing?

"Oh my God, it's a unicorn!" exclaimed from the crowd.

"Wouldn't it?" someone questioned.

"Are you deaf? didn't hear the sheriff?"

"It's got to be a unicorn! I didn't see how it got there!"

"Unicorn Demon Swordsman, I've only heard of it in legends......"

The little guy didn't know that he had become the center, and he was still trying to raise his head, looking at An Fei with clear light blue eyes, and the feelings of the monster were very simple, as long as An Fei was calling him, there was only An Fei in his eyes.

An Fei sighed, bent down and picked up the little guy, the plan will never change, fast, his trip is to be kept secret, the little guy is also to be kept secret, and as a result, God made everything become a public thing. It can only be said that human wisdom is too limited, and in many cases, a great wisdom person cannot control the unfolding of events, so there is the term 'potential'.

The commotion of the crowd grew, their apathy and numbness all stemmed from their discouragement, and their well-behaved lives were messed up by the people of the Shining Sands, so many people died, so many people were missing, and the wise Yolander only let them live a relatively rich life, but could not protect them. Now a living hero has fallen from the sky, his strength and kindness are obvious to all, and he will be the future master of Violet City, what could be more exciting than this? The legendary heroes are all unicorns that can defeat tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of demon armies with the strength of one person, which means that An Fei has the same strength as the legendary heroes, and such heroes should be able to guarantee their own safety, right? No one knows the exact answer, but everyone is willing to believe it, or force themselves to believe it.

An Fei was a little dazed and a little uneasy, in his past, he always liked to hide in the dark and become a character in full view, it was not good, An Fei turned his head to Erte and said, "Let's go and buy the ring first." ”

"Yes, sir. Erte lowered his head, his eyes full of smiles, all of which he had improvised and had achieved unexpected results, and he was satisfied.

Anfei and Erte walked towards the magic item shop, the crowd hula and gave way, and Suzanne followed Anfei, which is another proof that those legendary heroes have powerful, beautiful and loyal female assistants, and Anfei also has one!

An Fei and Erte had just walked up the steps and had not yet entered the magic prop shop, when a figure blocked the door, it was a fat man about forty years old, his dodging eyes and trembling fingers were all hinting at his timidity, but his words had a strong taste: "I'm sorry, two adults, our store is not selling goods today." ”