Chapter 1680: Chief Patriarch
In less than a hundred breaths, Leng Feng returned to Chu Yan with more than a hundred figures
"My lord, only more than one hundred and twenty people were found!" Leng Feng said.
"That's all!?" Chu Yan was stunned, and glanced behind Leng Feng. There were more than a hundred prisoners, all of whom were weakened and dull-eyed. They were obviously tortured by Wu Man.
"How many people are imprisoned in your slave camp!?" Chu Yan asked a prisoner.
"My lord, there used to be 15,000 people. After 5,000 years, there are only so many who are still alive!"
The prisoner standing at the front had a pale face and was a little weak even when speaking.
Not only him, but the more than one hundred prisoners standing behind him trembled slightly, as if they didn't even have the strength to stand still.
"Hurry up and swallow the golden elixir, heal and recover, we are leaving here soon!"
Chu Yan looked at the more than one hundred prisoners in front of him, frowned slightly, waved his hand, took out nearly forty bottles of golden pills, threw them to the prisoners, and said.
"Golden Pill!" All the prisoners' faces changed when they heard Chu Yan's words.
Chu Yan ignored them, called Leng Feng and Lin Wanru, but walked directly to the corpse of the Wuman who fought Leng Feng at the beginning.
After some investigation, Chu Yan's expression changed slightly, and his eyes flickered towards Leng Feng and Lin Wanru.
"This witch has a problem!" Chu Yan said.
"That's right!" Leng Feng nodded, "This Wuman's strength is far superior to others, and it's obviously not an ordinary Wuman warrior!"
"Have you met before!?" Chu Yan asked.
"No!" Leng Feng shook his head, thought for a while, and then said, "The most powerful Wuman I have ever killed was a centurion! Compared with this Wuman, he is still weaker!"
"Yes! This is not an ordinary Wuman!" Lin Wanru also said, "Look at the position of his brow, which is different from the black seals of other Wumans. His witch mark is white!"
"Huh!? Really!" Leng Feng kicked up and turned the corpse on the ground over. At a glance, the witch mark on the brow was gray and white.
"This is the elite warrior of the Wu Clan! They are usually the guards of the high-level Wu Clan. How could they appear here!?"
Lin Wanru said while carefully examining the corpse on the ground.
"The high level of the Wu Clan!?" Chu Yan's eyes lit up immediately.
"Hurry up, go over there and see if there are any survivors! Just take a breath!"
Chu Yan turned around abruptly and said to Leng Feng.
"No!" Leng Feng quickly turned around, rushed to the pile of corpses of those witches, and began to look for survivors.
Chu Yan is confident that as long as there is a living person, with his own spiritual power, he can definitely break the opponent's mind and find some valuable information.
On the other side, the dusty city, outside the east gate
The three centurions, each of which consisted of 300 warriors at full strength, and a total of 900 Wuman, almost dug three feet of the ground within ten thousand miles to the east of the dusty city, but they didn't find even a hair.
There was no trace of the Terran Thousand Team that wiped out the entire team, not even a single corpse was found.
The three centurions discussed it and did not dare to delay, so they hurriedly sent someone back and reported the search results to Lord Wanfu, Wu Mosa.
"What!?" Wu Mosa stared at the captain of the guard in disbelief, his face turned ashen, "I didn't find it!?"
"Yes, Master Wan!"
The corners of Wu Deng's eyes twitched twice, took a deep breath, and replied cautiously, "The three centurions have been looking for it for a long time, but the human thousand-man team seems to have disappeared out of thin air!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Wu Mosa roared, "Wu Deng, this is a human race team of thousands, according to the preparation of the Human Race Nine Emperors Army, there are at least 3,000 human fighters. With so many people, how could it be possible to say Disappear and disappear without a trace?"
"This..." Wu Deng's face turned pale, and his mind was running fast. He knew very well that Master Wan was already angry. If he didn't say something, he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"Based on my subordinate's guess, this human team of thousands may have teleportation spirit patterns!"
"Transfer spirit pattern!?" Wu Mosa's expression changed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice, "Damn it! Aren't the golden alchemists and spirit pattern masters of the human race extinct long ago? Could it be?"
"That's right! My lord," Wu Deng quickly continued, "I suspect that there is a spirit pattern master who escaped the net in this thousand-man team. It is for this reason that this thousand-man team can survive until now!"
"Bastard!" Wu Mosa was so angry that he smashed the stone table in front of him into powder.
"My lord! If there are really spirit pattern masters in that human team of thousands of people, it will be very difficult to find and strangle them!"
Wumo Sateng jumped up, stood up, glared fiercely at Wu Deng, and shouted, "No matter how difficult it is, I will be strangled! No one will be left behind! And hurry up!"
"Yes, my lord!" Wu Deng didn't dare to speak any more, and hurriedly obeyed.
At this moment, a figure walked into the army hall and reported to Wu Mosa, "My lord! I just received the news that the team of the chief clan elders has entered our jurisdiction and is expected to arrive in Heishui City at noon tomorrow!"
"What!? The elders of the chief clan have arrived!?" Wu Mosa was startled, and his expression changed drastically.
When Wu Deng, the captain of the guard, heard it, he thought inwardly, "It's not good!"
As the captain of Wumosa's guard, he naturally knew exactly what the elders sent by the head clan were doing this time.
This is related to Mrs. Wan's future. If there is a problem, Wu Mosa will not only lose his future, but may even be punished.
"Order the guards to assemble!" Wu Mosa said.
"My lord, what are you?" Wu Deng hurriedly asked with a serious expression on his face.
"Those centurions are pigs! They can't even deal with a thousand-man team of the mere human race. I must go there in person and kill all of that thousand-man team before the elders arrive tomorrow!"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, Wu Mosa stepped out in big strides. With every step, the entire military hall trembled slightly with her body nearly ten feet tall.
"My lord! You don't need to do this kind of thing yourself, I" Wu Deng was startled, and hurriedly said.
"No!" Wu Mosa interrupted directly, and said angrily, "I want to kill these three thousand human meat yuan with my own hands, and use their flesh and blood to make delicacies for the executive elders!"
After saying that, Wu Mosa's figure had disappeared outside the military hall.
Blackwater City is located in a huge basin deep in the mountains.
A mighty black river surrounded Heishui City on three sides before turning to the west.
Because of the existence of this big river, the name of Heishui City came about.
At this time, a team of more than 600 people rushed in the mountains behind Heishui City, and quickly approached Heishui City.
"My lord, what news did you get in that witch's mind!?"
Leng Feng found that Chu Yan was leading them all the way to Heishui City, and asked anxiously.
"Hey, good news!" Chu Yan grinned, but didn't answer directly at all.
"No! Five thousand miles further, you will be within the range of Heishui City, which is the most important city of Wuman!"
Seeing Chu Yan's expression, Leng Feng became more anxious and said.
"Heishui City! That's right, we are going to Heishui City!" Chu Yan replied without turning his head.
"There are more than 600 of us, if we go to the heavily guarded Heishui City, we will die!" Leng Feng said.
"Everyone, stop and rest!"
Hearing Leng Feng's words, Chu Yan frowned, stopped, and ordered loudly.
In the team of 600 people, everyone immediately relaxed, and quickly sat cross-legged, and began to adjust their breathing to recover.
Especially for the more than 100 captives who have just been rescued, if it weren't for Chu Yan's golden core, it would be difficult for them to even walk. Although the medicine has begun to work, it will take some time to recover their combat power.
Of course, Chu Yan is clear about this, and there is another more important matter that must be resolved as soon as possible.
"Leng Feng, have you been scared out of your wits by Wu Man!?"
Chu Yan looked at Leng Feng and said in a deep voice.
"I"
When Leng Feng heard Chu Yan's words, his face flushed immediately, and he wanted to argue, but he felt a little guilty.
"And you"
Chu Yan swept his eyes away, and shouted loudly to all the soldiers of the Nine Emperor Army behind him.
With this sound, more than six hundred pairs of eyes all looked at Chu Yan.