C8 (1/2)

After the King of Hell walked out of the inn, he hefted his saber onto his shoulder and walked towards where he was standing with light steps.

The place where Knife King Yan had settled down at was the place where he had stayed since he first came to Changyang City. He had stayed there for 12 years, from when the boss had first pressed him for rent to when the boss had spent money on him.

There were two or three streets leading from the wine shop to where he was staying. As he walked, he saw two groups of people engaged in a bloody battle. The leader of these two groups, the King of Hell, was acquainted with them.

Due to the alcohol, he was also a little dazed. Therefore, he did not take a detour even when he saw his acquaintances and directly walked towards the two groups of people!

When the King of Hell was near the edge of the fight, he coughed, then shouted to the two leaders: ”Old Zhang, Old Li, I want to go home from here, please let me go!”

Upon hearing the voice of the King of Hell, the two leaders paused for a moment, then glanced at the King of Hell. Seeing that it was him who was shouting, the two leaders' expressions changed, and the two of them actually stopped attacking.

Then, the two of them immediately ordered their subordinates: ”Quick, disperse! ”Don't block my way!”

Those subordinates who were still fighting to the death had their eyes turn red. How could they still listen to the leader's words? At this moment, there were still many people standing in front of the living King of Hell!

Seeing that there was someone blocking the way, he couldn't help but get angry. Then he coldly snorted to the two leaders and said: ”Old Zhang, Old Li, you guys don't want to go, I can only go over by myself!”

After the King of Hell said this, the two leaders' faces immediately became pale. They shouted in unison, ”Grandpa King! ”Please don't …!”

Unfortunately, before the two of them could finish their words, the knife carved on the Demon King Knife had already been pulled out. As the knife was pulled out, a concentrated killing intent emanated from the body of the Demon King Knife!

By the time those people who were still fighting felt the killing intent, it was already too late. A white afterimage quickly appeared in front of those people who were still fighting. The afterimage only lasted for two to three breaths' time from one end to the other.

When the afterimage faded away, the saber began to hum, and the man in white slowly put the trembling saber back into its scabbard with his back facing the crowd.

With the sound of the sword clashing against the scabbard, everyone who had been fighting stopped their fight. Each of them held their weapons, and a red line appeared on their wrists. Following that, the sound of weapons hitting the ground was heard along with a series of howls.

After putting away the saber, the King of Hell turned his back on the crowd and walked further and further away. His words drifted in the air, ”This lord has seen a clown today and is in an excellent mood. Since he has blocked my path, I will cripple one of your hands. Next time, if you block my path, you guys can go down and meet the King of Hell!”