In the Demon Suppression Division: Crimson Words Nurture the Blade, Slaying Demons to Prove the Dao

The three women were weakened, and there were also occasional attacks from lone Xuanlan wolf demons.

Wei Xuanfeng and his group did not travel fast; it took them more than two days to reach Kangcheng, which was only about ten miles away.

However, these ten-odd miles are not easy to walk.

The four of them need to cross a small hill to get back to Kangcheng.

Once inside the mountains, when they reached a deep part of a dense forest, Wei Xuanfeng suddenly stopped.

"Old Wei, why did you stop?" Hu Murong whispered in his ear.

"Someone has come, and they don't seem to have good intentions."

"Could I be that unlucky as to have run into bandits...?"

The area around Kangcheng is all mountains, and some disillusioned martial artists, in order to make a living, naturally choose to become outlaws.

If it weren't for Yang Xuyan and Mo Lao's messy affair, the best stage for a newcomer like Wei Xuanfeng to put his skills to use would be to suppress mountain bandits.

"If they really are bandits..." Wei Xuanfeng looked at Jiao Yu, "Boss, how about I lead you guys away?"

Of the four people, two have mobility issues and one is paralyzed on one side.

He was really worried that something might happen to the three women if he relied on Wei Xuanfeng alone.

"Run?" Jiao Yu's eyebrows shot up. "I, your boss, can't afford to lose face like that!"

"Boss, don't push yourself..."

But before Wei Xuanfeng could finish speaking, Jiao Yu took the lead and walked ahead...

Judging from her posture, she exuded an aura of "who dares to kill me?"

But Wei Xuanfeng knew that her current strength was probably not even as good as that of a soft-boned rabbit demon.

"Hey, boss, you've got some serious breasts... Never mind, you two, let's get started."

Wei Xuanfeng said to Wen Shihan and Hu Murong.

In the past few days, whenever they encountered the Xuanlan Wolf Demon, it was Wei Xuanfeng who took action.

So as not to be a burden to him, the two women would tie themselves to him...

Wen Shihan didn't say a word, took out the chain of the meteor hammer, quickly bundled herself up like a "burden", and then skillfully snuggled into Wei Xuanfeng's arms, her two long legs wrapping around his waist like an octopus.

Following suit, Hu Murong tied the rope on her shoulder to the same end as his own. Wei Xuanfeng then tied their ankles together, creating a situation where each person had their legs wrapped around their own.

Wen Shihan and Hu Murong's trouser legs were already tattered beyond recognition, and Wei Xuanfeng couldn't see them, so he could only feel along their bare legs to tie the ends of the rope.

As for touching or rubbing against anything...

After tidying up, the two girls looked like two "human armor plates" stuck to his body, hanging steadily on his left and right shoulders.

Although this method diminished his agility, it made him protect people to the extreme.

Wen Shihan and Hu Murong each draped their arms over one shoulder, their arms crossed, and the posture, especially on Wen Shihan's side, made it really inconvenient to look at them for long.

Fortunately, over the past few days, the three of them have gotten used to the awkwardness of rubbing against each other.

As Wei Xuanfeng inhaled the two natural fragrances, his fighting spirit ignited fiercely within him.

"Boss, wait for us!"

He carried the embroidered spring knife and quickly caught up with Jiao Yu.

"You brat, you've taken advantage of both of them... watch out!"

The moment Jiao Yu turned around, she saw several dark figures rushing towards Wei Xuanfeng.

Its swift speed brought with it a sharp whistling sound, and it was about to hit Wei Xuanfeng in the blink of an eye.

"Don't worry, boss!"

Wei Xuanfeng remained calm and composed, casually flicking his embroidered spring knife.

A flash of cold light appeared, and six hidden weapons clattered and fell to the ground.

Judging from the weight of the arrow, he realized the archer's skill was limited, and he felt relieved.

Unwilling to carry the two girls through the woods, he called out.

"May I ask who this friend is? Would you please come out and meet me?"

After a brief pause, a sharp flute rang out from the woods, and six men emerged from the bushes on both sides, all wearing black veils and carrying broadswords.

The leader stepped forward from the crowd, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Brother, your swordsmanship is excellent. I apologize for my rudeness earlier."

He was speaking when Wen Shihan and Hu Murong turned to look at him.

The bandit leader froze when his eyes met the two women's faces, swallowing back all the words he was about to say.

Just now he thought the three of them huddled together was ridiculous, but now he wished Wei Xuanfeng would die immediately!

How could such a lucky guy get to have such a woman?

"Excuse me..." Wei Xuanfeng laughed, "Do you even know how to rob people? Your first words should be, 'This mountain is mine, this road is mine, if you want to pass, leave your toll!'"

Wen Shihan and Hu Murong couldn't help but purse their lips, not expecting him to snatch that cunning talk into their own mouths.

The bandit leader looked at the two women's smiling faces and felt his bones soften. But when he saw the contempt in their eyes, his comfort vanished instantly. Wei Xuanfeng's teasing words came to mind again, and he immediately came to his senses.

"Kid, you're tired of living! Your swordsmanship is pretty good, I'll give you a way out! Leave her three coins and I'll let you go."

"I have the money, but I can't give it to them. As for them," Wei Xuanfeng said with a smile, "they are all my women, so I can't give them to them either."

The two women, who had initially appeared to be watching the spectacle with amusement, secretly felt a tremor in their hearts.

Hu Murong pinched his back several times.

Jiao Yu glared at him fiercely, but didn't say anything in rebuttal.

"When did the dignified Jiao Meiren become the woman of a nobody like you?" The bandit leader sneered. "Kid, if you know what's good for you, let her go. If you anger me, you'll regret it."

"You recognize me?" Jiao Yu frowned and asked.

"Everyone in Kangcheng knows of your exceptional beauty and spirited steed!"

"You know my name, yet you still dare to rob me?"

"Under normal circumstances, I certainly wouldn't dare," the bandit leader leered. "But now... my beauty, that brat has left your legs weak with desire, what wouldn't I dare to do?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the surrounding thieves all turned to look at Jiao Yu and the other two women, their eyes practically drooling.

On their first trip down the mountain today, they ran into Wei Xuanfeng and his group. The bandit leader immediately noticed that these people were unsteady on their feet and had no internal energy left!

Jiao Yu was furious and was about to lash out.

"Boss, I'll take care of everything." Wei Xuanfeng stopped her from speaking.

"Kid, you're fucking arrogant!"

Enraged, the bandit leader drew his sword and slashed straight at them.

Wei Xuanfeng snorted coldly, neither dodging nor avoiding, and met the attack head-on with his embroidered spring blade.

The two were about ten steps apart, but he rushed forward in the blink of an eye, striking first despite being behind, his blade flashing like lightning.

The bandit leader hadn't expected him to strike so quickly, and hurriedly raised his sword to block. Wei Xuanfeng smirked and channeled 60% of his inner strength into his blade.

As the two blades clashed, a devastating force pierced the bandit leader's internal organs through the blades, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and stagger backward.

The remaining thieves then reacted and rushed forward with their knives. Wei Xuanfeng spun around and unleashed two whirlwind slashes, not only severing all four blades that were close at him, but also snapping off the heads of four who couldn't dodge in time.

Blood splattered like rain, and the remaining five men, their eyes bloodshot, charged forward fearlessly.

The bandit leader was still unable to dispel the internal energy that had invaded his body, and stood there panting.

Wei Xuanfeng didn't give them time to surround him. Relying on the sharpness of his Embroidered Spring Blade, he launched the first attack. The blade spun rapidly like a wheel, slashing at those who came after him.

The thieves knew the longswords were sharp, but they couldn't withstand the ghostly attacks. They instinctively raised their hands to block, trying to use the momentum to retreat and create an opening for their companions to attack.

Unfortunately, Wei Xuanfeng's every strike was imbued with his full power. With five crisp clangs, the weapons shattered, and the man fell to the ground.

Fox Murong's eyes couldn't keep up with the battle; he only heard five shots in a row before he knew the outcome was decided.

Wen Shihan had sharp eyesight and clearly saw that Wei Xuanfeng's every strike was a broken blade, killing in one swift motion.

The nine bandits, all at the Martial Master level, were killed before they could even cause any real trouble.

This is the Martial Master realm...

Even Jiao Yu had to admit in his heart that it was clean and efficient.

From being ambushed to turning the tables and launching a surprise attack, every strike was deadly and swift. Throughout the entire battle, Wei Xuanfeng didn't even break a sweat.

He flicked the blood off his blade and slowly walked toward the bandit leader.

As the bandit leader approached, he staggered backward, watching helplessly as his men were sliced ​​clean like vegetables. Coupled with the lingering shadow of his earlier defeat, he was already terrified.

Wei Xuanfeng approached unhurriedly, his steps extremely steady.

"Good...good man, don't kill me...we...we might even be related..." the bandit leader's voice trembled.

"Huh?" Wei Xuanfeng, who was already prepared to finish the job with one strike, paused for a moment upon hearing this.

"Really...really," the bandit leader stammered, his throat feeling like it was stuffed with sand, "My master is also a demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, you might even recognize him..."

Who is the owner of your house?

"The Gongsun family, Gongsun Su."

Upon hearing these three words, Hu Murong's face suddenly turned cold.

"Old Wei," she said calmly, "kill him."

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