106 Chapter 106- King of Demons

WARNING!!!: THIS IS THE FORMAL START OF LITERALLY BLOODY SCENES. THOSE WHO HAVE VIVID AND RETENTIVE IMAGINATIONS, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Butler Rong who's wearing white coat with golden embroideries of flames and a matching mask as well, stepped forward as he presented a double-blade katana to his master.

Mo Zhaoshan's gaze turned sinister like a devil on the death's door.

The four men pissed upon seeing such big and sharp katana.

SLASH!

AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!

Without batting an eyelid, Mo Zhaoshan slashed the katana into the first man's right hand as blood instantly spurted out and some spalshed on his face adding more to his devilish looks.

SLASH!

The other hand dropped onto the floor.

"AAAHHHH NOOO!!! ARRRGGGHHH!!!" He screamed in vain because the man infront of him knows no god. He himself is a the king of demons!

The other three men beside him can only pray of a faster death. They already accepted that only death is what waiting for them on the end of this day.

"DEMON!! HOW DID I OFFEND YOU!!Y--YOOU!" The first man still struggled.

SLASH!

Mo Zhaoshan didn't answer instantly but he cut off the man's manhood instead.

"Aaaarrrrrrrhhhhgggggg!!! Hhhhhnnnngggg"

"Although you're not qualified to know who I am, let me tell you how you offended me instead."

SLASH!

Another wave and Mo Zhaoshan slashed the man's stomach, leaving intestines hanging, indeed, it was a gruesome scene as the man's blood dyed the floor red.

"Coveting my woman, is that enough?"

The man was stunned even when his eyes are already rolling up, down and side to side. He can faintly hear the demon but the words still registered in him.

A sharp tip of a sword was pointed at his throat, slowly digging in, causing him to choke on his own blood.

"D---d-de-de--mm---mon."

Mo Zhaoshan smirked at him and pulled the katana from the man's throat.

"Indeed,

.

.

I am."

SLASH!

THUD!

The man's head dropped right infront of thr three other men beside him.

Their bodies shaking badly in fear.

Mo Zhaoshan's robe was dyed with blood like he almost bathed in it. He licked the blood from the side of his lips and his face showed disgust.

"These lowly people's blood isn't as good as my family's blood afterall."

Then he dropped the katana.

"You know what to do."

He said to the guards and left with Butler Rong who is now holding a warm towel and handing it over to his lord.

Luckily, I'm this lord's servant. Phwew.