Everyone was an evil demon, so why was he covered in Holy Light? The monster did not set its sights on him. Instead, it charged toward another person by the roadside.
The woman pressed against the wall, her face full of terror, wanted to use this chance to flee. But her legs had gone weak, and no matter what she did, she could not move her feet.
The two men killed moments ago had died with their eyes wide open, as though they were staring at her. Scarlet blood covered the ground, and even her body was splashed with it.
The woman could only watch helplessly, her heart filled with despair.
Just then, Yang An, facing the incoming monster, tightened his grip on the red feather blade in his hand.
The man covered in arms charged over like a reptile. His long tongue shot from his mouth like an arrow, aimed straight at Yang An's head.
He seemed to know that Yang An was no ordinary person, so he showed no mercy in this strike, aiming directly for Yang An's vital point.
But his tongue had only just shot from his mouth when a red shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes. Yang An had somehow appeared at his side.
Along with a burst of searing pain, the long tongue in the man's mouth split into two and flew far away, striking the wall.
When his gaze shifted from his tongue back to Yang An beside him, Yang An had already raised the red feather blade and brought it down.
The strike cleaved him in two without the slightest obstruction, and a torrent of blood gushed forth.
Having gone through countless battles, Yang An naturally knew how to avoid it. After killing the fellow with one slash, he had already darted