After the demon had just killed three samurai, he was busy enjoying his spoils, which were the bodies of the samurai.
The corpse of a warrior is a rare blood food. The blood essence contained in it is a rare tonic for this demon. Eating more will help him increase his strength.
So for a while, he focused his energy on the three corpses, busy devouring the corpses and recovering his strength.
For a moment, he forgot that there was more blood food waiting for him in the village, which was enough for nearly a hundred people. It would be enough for him to eat for a long time.
The demon, who was not very smart, was constantly calculating in his mind. A smile that looked ferocious and terrifying in the eyes of the villagers appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Damn monster, isn't it enough that he killed three noble warriors? He actually wants to destroy our little village."
The middle-aged man who was crying bitterly was filled with disbelief, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he clenched the rough spear in his hand.
"Gentlemen, now this demon is determined to destroy our village. If it is not eliminated, nearly a hundred people in the whole village will suffer. No matter what, we will not escape death. In this case, it is better to fight with This monster has worked hard, and if I can kill him by luck, I can save the lives of my relatives and others."
The middle-aged man yelled and said to the villagers around him.
When the villagers around him heard the middle-aged man's words, the fear in their eyes slowly faded away and turned to determination.
That's right, their home is here and they can't escape, and this monster is determined to destroy their village, so there is bound to be a conflict.
Now fear is of no use, and killing is the only real way out.
More than 30 villagers clenched their farm tools and weapons and shouted a few words to embolden them. He rushed towards the demon.
There was a hint of teasing in the demon's eyes. Although he was at the first level of strength, he still suffered a lot of injuries. If he really faced more than 30 soldiers, he felt that he would definitely die. Even if they faced each other in their heyday, they would not be able to escape death.
But now, facing the formation formed by these villagers, he was not afraid at all.
The demon yelled and rushed forward not to be outdone.
The two parties fought, and under the incomparable strength of the demon, some people kept screaming, and then became a corpse on the ground.
Within a few minutes, more than a dozen corpses were already lying on the ground.
The remaining villagers have lost all their courage. The courage they had just mustered up to defend their homes has also retreated. The movements of their hands have slowed down, and their steps are hesitant, as if they are looking for opportunities to escape.
Just when the situation was completely out of control, the villagers had completely lost the courage to fight, and the village seemed destined to be destroyed.
A chuckle came from behind the demon.
"Hehehe, it looks like someone is in trouble!"
Zhong Yu's voice came over.
This voice seemed to have some kind of magic power. The demon who was originally concentrating on massacring the villagers in front of him suddenly received some kind of summons and turned his head around.
The villagers who originally wanted to escape were hesitant in their steps, and they all looked at the source of the sound.
In front of them, they saw a young man dressed in purple robes, with an air of nobility that made it impossible to look directly at him, slowly walking towards the battlefield at the entrance of the village.
For a moment, many villagers seemed to have seen a god. The aura and unconvincing thoughts exuded by Zhong Yu were just like their legendary gods, making people unable to resist.
But the demon in front of the villagers roared angrily and ran towards Zhong Yu quickly. The sharp claws in his hands kept dancing, as if he wanted to kill Zhong Yu.
Obviously, this demon was ashamed and annoyed because of the fear he had just felt for a moment. The action he was taking now was to vent his fear just now.
The demon's actions caused concern among the villagers.
The man in front of him, with an impressive temperament, looked a little pale and thin. He did not look like a samurai who exercised regularly.
Can this weak look be able to resist the powerful demon like a hill
However, amid the worries of these villagers and the angry attack of the demon, Zhong Yu launched his counterattack.
Zhong Yu didn't move much, still maintaining his elegant posture, but his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened and he glared at the demon rushing towards him.
Two sharp gazes pierced the demon's eyes, and then entered his mind through his eyes, causing him to tremble all over, and his running body stopped abruptly.
The demon stood frozen in the middle of the road, motionless. Finally, blown by a gust of breeze, his whole body turned into dust and floated away.
"His..."
The villagers at the entrance of the village couldn't help but gasped several times.
The impact of the facts before them made their originally fragile hearts even more fragile.
In their eyes, the demon, which was as powerful as a terrifying god and demon and unstoppable, turned into ashes at the look of the weak-looking man in front of them.
This horrific fact was difficult for them to accept, and made them feel extremely frightened.
How could such a powerful adult come to a small mountain village like theirs.
In the impression of the villagers, based on their knowledge, perhaps only the legendary sword master could have such a level of cultivation.
No, I'm afraid even the Sword Master is not as good as it is, only the legendary true god has it.
"Cough cough cough!"
A violent coughing sound rang in the ears of the villagers. They hurriedly followed the sound, only to see that the powerful warrior who had just killed the demon had arrived at the entrance of their village. He was coughing violently and his chest was heaving, as if he had been seriously injured.
"What kind of powerful existence can actually hurt such a powerful warrior?"
Every villager at the entrance of the village had this question in their mind, but they quickly suppressed it and put it behind them, not daring to think about it further.
"This noble samurai lord, the villain Heiji Nakamura, would like to thank you very much for your help and saving the lives of nearly a hundred people in this small village!"
At this time, the middle-aged man who was quite decently dressed, who was crying and grieving just now, and who took the lead in rushing towards the demon, spoke up first and carefully expressed his gratitude to Zhong Yu.
"No need to be polite, it's just a little effort for you. I'm injured now and need a place to recuperate. I hope to stay in your village for a while. I hope you can agree."
There was still a smile on Zhong Yu's lips, but although his tone was polite, it was full of no doubt and a faint sense of command.
(End of chapter)