The woman looked at Yan Fanxin before her, and her heart stirred slightly. Suddenly, she felt a trace of safety.
The surrounding demons all revealed savage expressions upon seeing Yan Fanxin. "Brat! Get lost!"
"If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here. Otherwise, we'll let you have a taste of what death is!"
Yan Fanxin gave a cold smile, his eyes filled with disdain.
Yan Fanxin toyed with his Onmyo Fan, a sneer on his lips. "You dozen or so demons are bullying a defenseless woman in broad daylight. You'd best kill yourselves in front of me now, or I'll let you experience what it means to be worse off than dead."
The dozen demons burst into laughter, utterly dismissive. "You want to take on all of us by yourself? What a joke."
"Brothers, attack together!"
With that, the dozen demons charged Yan Fanxin at once.
Yan Fanxin shielded the woman behind him. With a flash of his figure, he launched himself at the demons.
In five moves, Yan Fanxin knocked all the demons to the ground. Not a single one could rise again.
Only then did the demons realize how formidable Yan Fanxin was, and their hearts filled with terror.
With a cold smile, Yan Fanxin walked over to them and tapped their bodies several times with his Onmyo Fan. The demons immediately lay on the ground screaming in agony, rolling back and forth as though they would rather be dead.
Yan Fanxin had used a special technique to inflict unbearable pain upon them. They wanted to die, yet could not, and could only endure it.
"I told you—if you wouldn't kill yourselves, then I could only make you wish you were dead." Yan Fanxin put away his Onmyo Fan.
He turned to the