Han Wu's heart trembled, and he wanted to stop him, but the sword demon had already raised his hand gently, and a red magic circle lit up under his feet. A chilling air filled the air, and began to entangle the villagers who came close.
Suddenly, the villagers who were entangled by this strange aura howled in pain, and their eyes became strangely red. Seeing this situation, Han Wu secretly thought something bad and wanted to rush over to interrupt the sword demon, but everything failed.
It's too late!
"This gift is called fear!"
The red magic circle shone, and several villagers howled in pain, followed by a spasm. Then, they suddenly pounced on the villagers around them and bit them fiercely.
"You devil, stop it now!" Han Wu looked at this miserable scene, her heart trembled violently, and boundless anger surged. Then, without thinking, she rushed towards the sword demon, raised her hand and used the magic fighting skill,
Jian Hong.
The sword demon didn't take it seriously. He waved his hand gently, and a powerful force dispersed Han Wu's sword rainbow. She was also swept away and fell heavily to the ground.
Han Wu had a look of horror on her face. She didn't expect that this man was so powerful. He was several times stronger than Phillip. With her current strength, she was no match for him!
"Did you know? The most beautiful thing in this world is the emotions shown by people in extreme fear. Therefore, you should take a good look at this beautiful feast!" Sword Demon said coldly.
The villagers howled and struggled in pain, and the blood stained the peaceful little village just now, turning the small village into as ferocious and terrifying as Shura Hell. However, the bites of those villagers were just the beginning. They were bitten.
After that, he stood up again and rushed towards another normal person.
"Why? You were just trying to get back the Sword of Shura, why would you hurt innocent people?" Han Wu couldn't bear it and stared at the sword demon. Her voice became deeper and deeper, and her heart gradually became cold. The only thing she had now was
Hope is the fierce sword behind you. Only it can give you the strength to compete with this man.
"That's right! My main purpose this time is for the Sword of Shura, but just taking back the Sword of Shura would be boring. Before that, I can enjoy such a beautiful scene, why not?" A pair of Sword Demon's
The eyes were shining with a strange red light, allowing Han Wu to feel his feverish mood, as if the horrific scene happening in front of him was something that could make him feel happy.
"Help!"
"Mom, I want mom..."
"Dad, why do you want to bite mom...ah! Don't!"
"God of Light, please, save us?"
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All kinds of shrill cries echoed in Han Wu's ears, and horrifying scenes were staged in front of her eyes. She thought of the tragedy in Sandworm Village, her heart trembled violently, and her eyes gradually turned red.
Suddenly, a strange voice echoed in her mind, "Come on, sell your soul to me, and I will give you great power!"
At this time, a man crawled to the feet of the sword demon and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Please, help me!"
However, the sword demon was not moved at all. He glanced at the man lightly, and a flame from the underworld rose up, directly burning the man to ashes.