Chapter 707 What Is the Result of the Battle?

A large bonfire was burning in an open space a kilometer away from the small Mozu town.

Song Yan and the twelve martial saints sat around the campfire to adjust their breath.

Today, the twelve martial saints killed 200,000 powerful bull demons together, which consumed a lot of energy, and they are now stepping up their efforts to recover the true 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.

"Crackling!"

Listening to the sound from the bonfire, Song Yan couldn't help thinking of his relatives in the real world. It has been almost a year since he came to this world, but it should have been more than an hour in the real world.

Taking a deep breath and gathering his mind, Song Yan also began to practice.

He has only broken through to the early stage of the master, but because of his strong mental power and his own meridians are already strong, it is very easy to practice. Now he has reached the peak of the early stage of the master, and it will not be long before he can break through to the middle stage of the master.

"Hoo hoo!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

The twelve martial sages and Song Yan opened their eyes one after another.

The perspective magic power was activated, and Song Yan saw the situation thousands of meters away. A woman in black was coming towards them at high speed, and behind her were three monsters with eight legs. The eight legs of this monster were as sharp as blade.

"It's the Sword Demon Clan!"

In an instant, Song Yan identified the identities of the three eight-legged monsters.

"Old Song, there are three sword demons chasing and killing a woman in that direction, you should go there!"

Song Yan pointed in a certain direction.

"Quack, good leader!"

With a flash of his figure, Song Jiuhe disappeared, and after a while, he brought back the woman and the three sword demons.

The woman in black was safe and sound, while the three sword demons all had their legs broken.

The woman looked very vigilant, and when she glanced at Song Yan and the others sitting around the campfire, her face became more serious.

"Commander, I brought everyone back! What do you want to do with it?" Song Jiuhe threw the three-headed sword demon on the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

Song Yan nodded, his eyes fell on the face of the woman in black.

The woman was about 27 or 28 years old, she was very beautiful, not inferior to Gu Xie Huayu, but she was more mature, but her brows were deeply tired and wary.

"What's the girl's name?" Song Yan asked.

"There is absolutely no snow in Tianyinzong." The woman in black said with a slightly hoarse voice.

Tianyinzong is a first-class sect in the human race, and its strength is much stronger than that of Qingweimen. However, this sect only recruits female disciples, and only beautiful female disciples. Therefore, the number of Tianyinzong is not large. There are no more than two hundred people, but the disciples born in Tianyinzong are all masters.

This woman is only twenty-seven or eight years old and has already reached the late stage of Grand Master.

"It turns out that he is a high-ranking disciple of Tianyinzong, and he has been admiring him for a long time!" Song Yan smiled and said, "If Miss Jue doesn't mind, you can rest for a while. By the way, I still have some food and water here."

Jue Wuxue hesitated, but still accepted Song Yan's water and food, said thank you, and sat cross-legged by the campfire.

Jue Wuxue silently drank water and ate dry food. At the same time, she was secretly thinking about Song Yan's identity and origin. The martial sage who just rescued her called him commander, that is to say, the other eleven martial sages It should also be his subordinate.

Even the Haotian League, the number one force in the human race, can't come up with twelve martial saints.

What's more, this young man's cultivation is only at the early stage of a master.

"Could he be the crown prince of a hidden sect?"

There are many hidden sects she knows, but there is absolutely no one who can take out twelve martial saints at once.

After thinking about it, Jue Wuxue didn't have the slightest idea, 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 his breath for another half an hour, Jue Wuxue became much more energetic.

"Young master, thank you for saving me, Jue Wuxue will leave first!"

Song Yan waved his hand: "Miss Jue, you are welcome, we are all human, please go slowly!"

"See you soon!"

As soon as the words fell, Ju Wuxue turned into an afterimage and galloped towards the Blood River.

"Commander, do you just let this chick 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?"

Song Jiuhe explained with a smile: "Quack, Commander, you misunderstood me. What I mean is that the sword demons are chasing and killing him like this. There must be some secrets in this chick."

"It's someone else's secret, that's enough, quickly deal with these three sword demons!" Song Yan waved his hand impatiently.

"yes!"

Song Jiuhe nodded, and directly twisted the heads of the three great masters of the sword demon clan.

Absolutely no snow all the way speeding.

Finally arrived at the Blood River after more than an hour.

Suddenly, his eyebrows lit up, and a big blue bird flew out of her heart, and then merged with her body, and then, two wings grew out behind her.

Flapping her wings, her body flew into the air in an instant...

Soon, Jue Wuxue came to the other side of the blood river and stepped on the territory of the human race again, and her expression was completely relaxed.

This time he and she were able to escape smoothly, thanks to that mysterious young man called the Commander, if there is a chance, they must repay him.

Thinking of this, she unfolded her figure and headed towards Blood River City.

After a night of recuperation, the twelve martial saints returned to their full state.

Just like yesterday, Song Yan used the Great Teleportation Technique to detect the traces of the Vigorous Bull Demon, and once found, he would take the group of martial saints to intercept and kill them.

Five days passed in a blink of an eye.

On the second day, Song Yan led the group of martial saints to intercept and kill twelve ten thousand battalions.

On the third day, nine battalions of 10,000 people were intercepted and killed.

On the fourth day, 150,000 battalions were intercepted and killed.

On the fifth day, three ten thousand battalions were intercepted and killed.

After five days, Gong intercepted and killed 510,000 battalions, killed more than 450,000 soldiers of the Vigorous Bull Demon Clan, and 550,000 Vigorous Bull Demon Clan soldiers.

The actions of the Assassin Battalion made the Ninth Prince Di Shayu fly into a rage. He lost nearly 600,000 battalions before he started a war with the human race. Therefore, he had no choice but to issue an order again, ordering all the troops to fight against the human race. Wangcheng gathered.

After five days of non-stop killing, the faces of the twelve martial saints were covered with exhaustion and numbness.

Therefore, Song Yan decided to take a day off first.

The twelve martial saints were resting, but Song Yan used the great teleportation technique to find the whereabouts of the soldiers of the Great Bull Demon Race.

However, after searching for thousands of miles, no army was found, and even the cities within ten thousand miles turned into empty cities.

An hour later, Song Yan returned to Blood River City with twelve martial saints.

He motioned them to go back to rest first, and he went straight to the Commander's Mansion.

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, go in!"

"Okay. I'll buy you a drink when I'm free."

After exchanging pleasantries, Song Yan went 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: "How is the result?"