Chapter 243. Guardian

"It's the dark man. It's terrible." A dart master next to Ye Fan's face turned pale.

Black demons, a powerful organization in the demon realm. All the members in it are treacherous and bloodthirsty criminals. Many criminals who have fled to the demon realm have chosen to join the demons. Here, you can find criminals who are as vicious and even terrible as you. Here, you can rob openly. Robbery, killing, what happened? As long as you hide in the nest, no one dares to rush in.

Because as long as you dare to rush in, countless criminals there will be like a cat that smells fishy and crush you hard.

The dark demons are rampant in the realm of demons, and there are countless caravans plundered.

"I count to three. If you don't give up resistance and hand over something, you have to die for me." The leading man in black said coldly.

"One."

The people in the caravan looked ugly for a while. The goods are of great value. If they are all handed in, everyone will be involved when they go back. Maybe they can't even afford the trousers.

The owner of the caravan was a white fat man. At this moment, he came down with a flattering smile and said to the man in black

"Brother, do you think it's convenient? If all the goods are handed in, we will be finished when we go back."

He gently stuffed a ring into the man in black, but the latter didn't look at it at all and continued to say

"Two."

The boss of the caravan was in a hurry, and his face was almost sweating. The darts and guards around him were nervous. They looked closely at the boss of the caravan and the man in black. The reputation of the dark was far-known. They really didn't want to play with these demons.

"You don't give us a way to live. It's too much to grab all of them." A dart master couldn't help standing up and said without a time.

"Sneer."

A stream of blood soared out of the dart master's neck, but a flying knife was inserted in his neck, with blood dripping and flesh and blood. The dart master covered his neck and seemed to believe that he had died like this. He pointed to the man in black and said, "You... You... You."

Then his head tilted slightly and he was out of breath.

"Whew."

There was a moment of ** from his rear, but the people in the motorcade saw such a cruel situation. They were angry and uneasy. Some people held swords tremblingly, some people's faces were full of sweat, and some people were full of anger.

And several of the oldest qualified darts shook their heads helplessly, with a trace of indifference to see through life and death in their eyes.

In their eyes, the bodyguard is to lick blood on the edge of the knife, and there is another one who can successfully make enough money and retreat. Most of them will one day die under other people's swords.

Ye Fan looked dull and looked as if he was scared, which made the people around him despised.

"Isn't this boy scared and dumbfounded?"

"That's right, what kind of person? People like this dare to mess up this mess."

"I really don't know what the young lady like about him. Look at his abscess."

Many people are very contemptuous of Ye Fan and point out, thinking that such a fool is simply kicked in the head by a donkey.

"Useless guy." A dart master next to Ye Fan said disdainfully to Ye Fan.

The young lady in the carriage was also uneasy and had some fear at this time. She subconsciously looked at Ye Fan, but found that the latter's face was stunned, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"Is it that I misread it?" She thought of it disappointedly.

Ye Fan was helpless. He just expected such a situation for a long time and had no reaction. As for this dementia expression, naturally, he was just wandering outside the sky and deserted.

"You, you." The boss of the caravan was also anxious. The other party did not reason with them at all. If they didn't agree, they would kill their own people directly. It seemed that there was really no room for this matter.

"Three." The man in black still looked ahead and said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I promise you that I'll give you everything." The owner of the caravan gritted his teeth and made a cruel decision to break the money to avoid disaster.

It's too bad luck to meet the dark demons who come to the demon realm, and there are still such a large number of people who have no ability to resist at all. Each of the other party is a vicious thief, and the weakest is also the cultivation in the middle of the hundred refining realm. There are more than a dozen people in the heavenly realm, and all of them are martial artists in the hundred refining realms, the heavenly realm. There is only one martial artist in the realm, and this is still his housekeeper who has been with him for decades.

"Wow." Everyone was relieved. They were both comfortable and uncomfortable. What was comfortable was that the crisis of life and death was gone, and what was uncomfortable was that they would start to live a hard life after going back.

"Kill!" A trace of laughter appeared on the face of the man in black. With a sound, the man in black behind him surged out, like a rainbow and a murderous atmosphere. The air seemed to be frozen, making it difficult to breathe and his face turned white.

"Ah!" There were bursts of screams from all over the place, and the leading warriors of more than a dozen heavenly realms were like cutting tofu, killing countless people easily.

"Why! Didn't I already agree?" The owner of the caravan roared.

"You said it too late. I've counted to three." The leading man in black said coldly.

"Damn, I'm fighting with them!" The owner of the caravan roared.

The two sides fought together in the blink of an eye, but the caravan retreated one after another. The warriors in the first twelve heavenly realms are really difficult to do, just like entering the realm of no one. The strongest on their side can only contain one of them, and the others are almost no enemies of the warriors in these heavenly realms.

The man in black has slowly invaded the interior of the convoy, leaving a body on the periphery. Most of them are the people of the caravan, and there are also one or two unlucky black demons who died tragically.

"If it goes on like this, we can't stop it." The housekeeper shouted to the boss of the caravan, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

He is fighting against two warriors in the heavenly realm. One is left and one right to attack him, dealing with one who is at most evenly matched. The two are completely at a downbeat. Every time, the housekeeper can have an extra knife mark on his body.

"I know, but..." How can the caravan boss not know the current situation, but he really doesn't want to give up everything he has worked so hard to get over the years, and since he has torn his face, he has no worries.

"It's nothing. Now we..." The old housekeeper turned around and said loudly, half of it, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Oh." A man in black stabbed him into his stomach when he spoke and put it out of his belly, bringing up the piece of flesh and blood. The old housekeeper spewed out a mouthful of blood, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth. He stared at the caravan boss and struggled to say something, but he could only pour blood into his throat. The sound of purring.

The caravan owner was dumbfounded, as if he didn't believe it. The old housekeeper who had been with him for decades left him like this.

"Quick... Let's go!" The old housekeeper finally struggled to say it, and then turned around and hugged the man in black who stabbed him with a ferocious face.

The man in black looked shocked. He didn't seem to expect that the other party had been stabbed by himself. He was not dead yet. You should know that his knife gas had already crushed all the flesh and blood organs in his body. He kept struggling, but found that he could not break free, in his desperate eyes...

"Boom!"

A earth-shaking explosion came from there, and the raging shock wave directly rolled up a few people in black who could not dodge, and all the warriors in the heavenly realm were annihilated in this terrible shock wave.

"Lao Wang."

"Uncle Wang."

The caravan boss and the young lady exclaimed at the same time, with indescribable sadness in their eyes, and the young lady's tears flowed down.

The old housekeeper was an old man who inadvertently saved by the caravan boss on a trip. At that time, he just looked at him pitifully and treated him with compassion. Unexpectedly, he was a powerful warrior. In order to repay his kindness, the old housekeeper was willing to be a slave and serve the caravan boss.

Although he is a housekeeper, they have never seen him as a servant. The boss of the caravan regards his old housekeeper as a brother, and the young lady treats him as a senior. The old housekeeper has been diligently serving their family for decades. There has never been a complaint, and he has always paid silently.

Several times, the old housekeeper rescued them from the enemy. If it hadn't been for the old housekeeper, they would have died more than a decade ago.

At this time, Ye Fan stayed at the end and was about to help them a little, but the enemy's strength was too strong. You know, there were twelve warriors here, and he could only save a few key people unless he was willing to kill all the people in black at the cost of serious injury.

At this time, he suddenly witnessed such a tragedy, and his heart twitched fiercely, and his eyes were in a trance.

"You know, I couldn't help but fall in love with you in that decisive battle with Taber." She let go of her reservedness and kissed Ye Fan's lips affectionately.

"Is this because I took the opportunity to take advantage of you? I'm really happy, but I really can't bear to sleep alone in the permanent darkness in the future." She trembled and removed her hand from Ye Fan's face and couldn't help looking at him.

She gently jumped up and rushed to the fake Ye Fan. She looked at Ye Fan at the end of the air. The poignant smile bloomed on her face, and the smile brighten the space.

"No!!!" Ye Fan suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long roar that shocked the world.

A burst of scorching light spread out of his body, and the whole dark sky became radiant in an instant. The white sword soul flew out of his chest, emitting dazzling brilliance.

"Shuh!--"

Countless sword light, the white sword soul burst out, covering the sky and the sun, dense. Each sword light carries a mysterious power, far beyond the power of Ye Fan's usual use of ten thousand swords to return to the sect. This is a power that has nothing to do with cultivation, realm and mystery.

This is

The power of protection!