A large bonfire was burning in the open space a thousand meters away from the demon town.
Song Yan and the twelve martial saints sat around the campfire and adjusted their breath.
Today, twelve Martial Saints killed 200,000 powerful bull demons together, which consumed a lot of energy. They are now working hard to restore the energy in their bodies.
The reason why he didn't stay in the small town to rest was because there were too many dead people and the smell of blood was too strong.
"Crack!"
Listening to the sounds coming from the campfire, Song Yan couldn't help but miss his relatives in the real world. It had been almost a year since he came to this world, but only more than an hour had passed in the real world.
Taking a deep breath, gathering his mind, Song Yan also began to practice.
He has only broken through to the early stage of Grandmaster, but because of his strong mental power and his strong meridians, it is very easy to practice. He has now reached the peak of the Early stage of Grandmaster, and it won't be long before he can break through to the middle stage of Grandmaster.
"Hoo ho!"
There was a sound breaking through the air.
The twelve Martial Saints and Song Yan opened their eyes one after another.
With the magical power of clairvoyance activated, Song Yan saw the situation thousands of meters away. A woman in black was coming towards them quickly, followed by three eight-legged monsters behind her. The monster's eight legs were as sharp as Blade.
"It's the Sword Demon Clan!"
In an instant, Song Yan identified the three eight-legged monsters.
"Old Song, there are three sword demons in that direction chasing a woman. You should go there!"
Song Yan pointed in a certain direction.
"Gaga, good commander!"
In a flash, Song Jiuhe disappeared. After a while, he brought back the woman and the three sword demons.
The woman in black was unharmed, but all three sword demons had their legs broken.
The woman looked very alert. When she glanced at Song Yan and others sitting around the bonfire, her face became more solemn.
"Commander, I have brought all the people back! What do you want to do with them?" Song Jiuhe threw the three-headed sword demon on the ground, causing a cloud of dust to rise.
Song Yan nodded and his eyes fell on the face of the woman in black.
The woman was about twenty-seven or eighty years old. She was very beautiful, not inferior to Gu Xie Huayu, but more mature. However, there was deep fatigue and wariness between her brows.
"What do you call the girl?" Song Yan asked.
"Tianyin Sect's Jue Wuxue." The woman in black said, her voice slightly hoarse.
Tianyin Sect is a first-rate sect in the human race, and its strength is much stronger than Qingwei Sect. However, this sect only recruits female disciples, and only beautiful female disciples. Therefore, the number of Tianyin Sect is not large. It is said that There are no more than two hundred people, but all the disciples born in Tianyin Sect are masters.
This woman is only twenty-seven or eighty years old and has already reached the late stage of Grand Master.
"It turns out he is a high disciple of the Tianyin Sect. I have admired him for a long time!" Song Yan said with a smile: "Miss Jue, if you don't mind, just rest for a while. By the way, I still have some food and water here."
Jue Wuxue hesitated for a moment, but accepted the water and food from Song Yan, said thank you and sat down by the campfire.
Jue Wuxue silently drank water and ate dry food. At the same time, she was also secretly trying to figure out Song Yan's identity and origin. The Martial Saint who had just rescued her called him the Commander. In other words, these other eleven Martial Saints He should also be one of his men.
Even the Haotian Alliance, the largest force in the human race, can't produce twelve martial saints.
What's more, this young man's cultivation is only at the early stage of being a master.
"Is he the prince of a hidden sect?"
She knew of many hidden sects, but there was absolutely no one that could produce twelve martial saints at once.
After thinking about it, Jue Wuxue didn't have a clue. After all, the other party didn't reveal anything, so there was no way to analyze it.
After eating dry food and water, and adjusting her breath for half an hour, Jue Wuxue felt much more energetic.
"Sir, thank you very much for saving me. Jue Wuxue will take my leave now!"
Song Yan waved his hand: "Miss Jue, you don't have to be polite. We are all human beings. Please go slowly!"
"See you soon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jue Wuxue turned into an afterimage and flew towards the Blood River.
"Commander, are you going to let this little girl go like this? Isn't it a pity?" Song Jiuhe said with some regret.
Song Yan glared at him angrily: "Have you forgotten how you were hunted down in the first place?"
Song Jiuhe smiled and explained: "Gaga, Commander, you have misunderstood me. What I mean is that if the Sword Demon Clan is chasing him like this, there must be some secret in this girl."
"Secrets belong to others. Okay, let's deal with these three sword demons quickly!" Song Yan waved his hand impatiently.
"yes!"
Song Jiuhe nodded and directly broke the heads of the three great masters of the Sword Demon Tribe.
Jue Wuxue flew all the way.
Finally, more than an hour later, we arrived at the Blood River.
Suddenly, his eyebrows lit up, and a big blue bird flew out of her heart, and then merged with her body. Then, two wings grew out from behind her.
Her wings flapped, and her body instantly jumped into the air...
Soon, Jue Wuxue arrived on the other side of the Blood River and stepped onto the human territory again. Only then did her expression completely relax.
This time he and she were able to escape smoothly, thanks to the mysterious young man called the leader. If there is a chance, she must repay him.
Thinking of this, she unfolded her body again and headed towards Blood River City.
After a night of cultivation, the twelve martial saints returned to their full state.
Just like yesterday, Song Yan used the great movement technique to detect the traces of the powerful bull demon. Once found, he led the group of martial saints to intercept and kill him.
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the second day, Song Yan led this group of martial saints to intercept and kill 12 battalions of ten thousand people.
On the third day, nine camps of ten thousand people were intercepted and killed.
On the fourth day, 15 battalions of ten thousand people were intercepted and killed.
On the fifth day, three camps of ten thousand people were intercepted and killed.
After five days, Gong intercepted and killed fifty-one ten-thousand-man battalions, killing more than 450,000 Dali Niu Demon Clan soldiers and 550,000 Dali Niu Demon Clan soldiers.
This action of the Assassin Battalion made the Ninth Prince Di Shayu furious. He had already lost nearly 600,000-man battalions before even starting a war with the human race. Therefore, he had to issue an order again, asking all the armies to march towards The royal city gathers.
After five days of non-stop killing, the faces of the twelve Martial Saints were covered with exhaustion and numbness.
So Song Yan decided to take a day off.
The twelve martial saints rested, but Song Yan used the great movement technique to find the whereabouts of the powerful bull demon soldiers.
However, after searching thousands of miles around, no army was found, and even the cities within thousands of miles became empty cities.
An hour later, Song Yan returned to Blood River City with twelve martial saints.
He motioned for them to go back and rest first, and he went straight to the commander-in-chief's palace.
As the commander of the guards, Dong Tao's eyes lit up when he saw Song Yan, and he said happily: "Commander Song, the commander has been talking about you, you are finally here, come in quickly!"
"Okay. I'll buy you a drink when you have time."
After exchanging pleasantries, Song Yan walked straight into the courtyard where Lei Jiuming worked.
As soon as he saw Song Yan, Lei Jiuming quickly put down the official document in his hand and stood up: "What was the result of the battle?"
Author's digression: Thank you king for the reward
Second update (to be continued)