Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1488 Lin Fenghuo

Chapter 425 Lin Fenghuo
The country of freedom, the Demonic Cult.

The reason why the Demon Kingdom is called freedom is because of its national style of doing whatever you want and being free and uninhibited.

People here seem to have a certain quality, as if they would abandon all morals and etiquette for what they think in their hearts.

This phenomenon is especially obvious in the territory of the free country that belongs to the Demonic Cult.

"Bring it here!" At the door of the store, a figure in black angrily snatched the package that the store owner was protecting tightly into his hand. The huge force made the store owner stagger.

"Sir, this is my family's food money for a year. Without this, my family can't survive."

The store owner is a middle-aged man who looks smart and capable. His face is full of panic and begging for mercy.

The figure dressed in black looks much younger, but his gloomy eyes and deep scars on the corners of his mouth make him look very scary, giving him a dangerous aura.

"Humph, it's none of my business, I need money too."

"Sir, without this money, our family will starve to death."

"So what? Besides, you, the owner of a wine shop, are afraid of starving to death. I think at most, he just won't be able to live in this city anymore."

The owner of the wine shop's eyes froze, and it was obvious that he had been told something that was on his mind.

"It's just that, even so, my family will live in dire straits, sir."

The restaurant owner continued to cry and beg.

The man in black sneered, "I'm already showing kindness by not killing you, what else do you want?" He patted the wine shop owner's face with his hand.

"Woo." A frightened whimper came. Deep in the wine shop, a young woman with an excellent figure and a pretty teenage girl cuddled tightly together. The little girl saw The villain looked fierce and couldn't help but shrink tightly into his mother's arms.

The man in black focused his eyes on the young woman, his eyes becoming greedy and full of desire, the desire of a man.

"Sir, no, please take all this money. Please don't do anything to my wife and daughter, sir!"

The middle-aged wine shop owner was very panicked. He had managed to marry a beautiful wife through hard work, and then raised his daughter to such a big age. He never thought that he would be killed today at the hands of the devil-like demon cultivator in this demonic country.

How can ordinary people compete with warriors who possess martial arts skills?

Under the obstruction of the owner of the wine shop, the man in black kept moving forward, emitting traces of black smoke-like gas from his body.

"Young lady, you are so handsome. Why don't you live happily with me?"

The owner's wife and daughter screamed in terror, while their bodies continued to retreat. The owner of the wine shop was lying on his body and the legs of the man in black, who was hugged tightly, were still moving forward without any hindrance.

"Ah!!" the young woman and girl screamed, accompanied by the sound of their clothes being torn.

"Ah! No." There was also a desperate cry from the owner of the wine shop. He clenched the knife at his waist with his hand, preparing to fight or die.

"Hello." A deep voice sounded, hoarse and low, but very powerful.

At some point, a man in black appeared behind the man in black, carrying a knife and wearing a navy blue knight's uniform. Black flame embroidery could be vaguely seen on the clothing.

The man with the knife gently held the man in black on the back of his neck with his hand. The man in black, who had been so aggressive just now, was like a cat being lifted up from the back of his neck, unable to move, and allowed to be held by the man with the knife.At this moment, the expression of the man in black was no longer immersed in lust, but became alert and surprised.

"Who are you? Your Excellency and I should have no grievances."

"Yes."

"Then you are the chivalrous knight?"

"No."

"So, what do you want, Your Excellency?"

"kill you."

The man in black looked suddenly startled, and his whole body was full of energy. Relying on the perception of traveling between life and death countless times, and the inner energy of his body, he condensed on his fists. A trace of black energy filled his whole body, and the familiar black energy filled his body. Qi is one of the main symbols of demon cultivation.

The man in black showed a cruel smile again. This trick was learned by him during several life-and-death situations and saved him from danger several times.

Once upon a time, a master of the half-step knight stabbed him in the throat with a sword, but he used this move while begging for mercy. In one fell swoop, he injected a trace of black energy into the body of the half-step knight, causing the opponent to be corroded inside. Jin lost his fighting ability and was brutally killed by him.

He was confident that in this sudden situation, this young man in green clothes would have absolutely no way to prepare himself. His young face showed that he was still relatively new to the world. How could he understand the dangers of people's hearts in the world?

With a sinister smile, before his fingers stained with rich black energy even touched the young man, there was a click, and the man in black's fingers had been broken.

The man in black looked at his fingers in shock. Before he seemed to react, he heard another click, and the man in black's arm was cut off out of thin air by a sharp knife.

This time the man in black realized what he was saying, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much. My hero, please have mercy, my hero, please have mercy."

Only then did the man in black realize the gap in strength between him and the young man in front of him.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, crying and begging the young man to let him go, but in the other man's eyes he only saw Fu Jing Bu Bo, without any emotional fluctuations caused by killing.

There was no trace of mercy or ferocity in his calm and dark eyes, as if the person he was killing was not a human being, and there was no sense of righteousness or awe in eliminating harm for the people.

It's like killing is killing, just wanting to kill, it has nothing to do with anything else, just thinking about it, then doing it.

"Miscellaneous." There were sounds of several blades cutting through flesh and blood. While the man in black was still staring wide-eyed, he had already begun to see his body being cut into eight pieces.

"Ahhhh." The family of three next to them hugged each other in horror at this moment, watching helplessly as the ferocious demon cultivator was cut into eight pieces by the young man.

This is a country of freedom, a country of demons. It is not surprising that anything happens here, because most of the most notorious demon cultivators in the world gather here.

The differences in cultivation methods have resulted in differences in their character and behavior, as well as different cultures here.

But any place that can be called a country or a city must have order. A place without order is a land of chaos and killing.

"Thank you, thank you." The girl resisted the nausea and nausea at the corpse on the ground and thanked the man in front of her.

Her parents were so scared that their legs were paralyzed and they fell to the ground unable to stand up. Facing the black-clothed demon cultivator, they could still understand each other's demands and fear.But facing this young and powerful warrior, they could only feel panic, because the other person seemed to kill just for the sake of killing, but he wanted to kill.

"I didn't save you, you don't need to thank me."

(End of this chapter)