"Bang! Bang!" Countless demons completely threw out the weapons in their hands and surrendered.

They naturally did not want to become prisoners. The demon clan's sense of honor is no worse than that of humans, but they were afraid of unnecessary death. Lan Jiu's cold words were like a sharp blade. They were suffering from the terrifying heart-slashing pain and had no other choice.

It was not that no one resisted, and even during that comfortable period, many demons roared in despair and were about to turn around and escape.

But how could Lan Jiu make them do what they want at this moment? With a wave of his palm, the countless terrifying sword lights flew out in scattered and washed away towards the demon clans. The hissing sword light cut through the skin and directly killed the "random" demon clans without leaving any affection.

Lan Jiu's body never moved from beginning to end. A gust of breeze rose, and white hair floated in the air. Looking at the thin figure, it was pity.

But he is the White-haired Venerable, who never needs pity. In his dictionary, there are only two words, that is, killing, crazy killing. With his palms flipped, Lan Jiu's body directly floated in the air, as if it was integrated with the thousands of sword lights, and said with murderous intent, "The last time is life or death, you can choose it yourself!"

Isn’t this a psychological tactic? It’s great to destroy these demons, but Lan Jiu is not willing to do so.

As his strength grew, he could understand more and more why strong people rarely kill ordinary soldiers. It was not only to avoid falling into the inner demon, but also a kind of respect and respect for life. Therefore, he has always chosen to use human army to defeat the demon army. If he really took action, he could kill countless demon generals in just a few moves.

Finally, in this terrible atmosphere, there will always be something that the demon race cannot bear. With a clang, the weapons were thrown to the ground, and it immediately knelt down. With an example, the other demon races followed suit, and fell to the ground, bowed their heads and were captured.

Lan Jiu's eyes were slightly cold and he shouted in a low voice, "Brothers of the Seventh Army, if there are any disobedients to receive prisoners of war, they will be killed without mercy!"

The remaining soldiers and generals of the Seventh Army were only more than 10,000, while the surrendered sirens still had more than 30,000. It was precisely because of the huge gap in numbers that Xiao Shuying died in battle. However, at this moment, due to Lan Jiu's intimidation, none of the 30,000 sirens dared to move and were tremblingly arrested by the Seventh Army.

After a while, a general of the Seventh Army walked up tremblingly. Looking at Lan Jiu, he asked in a low voice, "Before the Lord of the Palm Sword, General Xiao asked his brothers to obey your orders, but he didn't know where we should go now? The Seventh Army has only 13,200 people, and there are 1,37 injured people, and the troops cannot reach the imperial army's organization at all. We don't know what to do in the future!"

Lan Jiu's eyes thought for a moment, then turned his palm and Wang Jian tightly held it on his palm. His eyes narrowed, and Lan Jiu said firmly, "I am the Imperial Sword Palm Sword Envoy, and I will use Wang Jian as the guide to integrate the Seventh Army into the Ninth Army to retain the Seventh Army number, but it is under the control of the generals of the Ninth Army. I wonder if you have any objections?"

"I have no objection, I will obey the orders of my lord!" The Fourth Army members knelt down on the ground and said excitedly. For them, is there anything more important than the name of the Seventh Army?

In fact, the change in the military system was originally not within Lan Jiu's authority. Although he could do this with the King's Sword in his hand, it was a bit inappropriate. After all, it was an opportunity to strengthen the Ninth Army in his hands. It would have been fine if it was put in normal times, but just now, the words "The Seventh Army will last forever" before Xiao Shuying's death were indeed in his heart and he still remembered them freshly.

If Lan Jiu did not make this decision, I am afraid that the Seventh Army would fall into the hands of Murong Han or Murong Kong and would completely disappear due to insufficient troops, right?

Lan Jiu's choice is the best method. Murong Yunfan did not stop him, but instead took a step forward and whispered, "You can integrate and report all the prisoners of war in the Ninth Army quickly and bring them back together. I will report the situation of the Canglang Sea as soon as possible. I believe that the Siren Clan will lose these 200,000 troops and will not disturb the place in the short term, so you don't have to worry!"

Two hundred thousand is not a small number. It is precisely because it is twice that of the human army that Xiao Shuying was defeated so miserably.

The three demon kings are a terrifying lineup. If it were just like this, relying on the 100,000 troops and large equipment would be enough to repel all these demons. But in fact, the demon clan still has 200,000 demon soldiers, and they also have powerful equipment. When the two collide, humans will not get any benefits at all.

However, Xiao Shuying is a leading genius. If it falls into Li Xiaofeng's hands, it will definitely be better developed.

Only 100,000 people were restrained by three powerful demon kings while fighting and retreating, and actually lost three-fifths of the demon soldiers. Now, all 200,000 squad monsters and the three demon kings were destroyed. The demon clan was also severely damaged, and it should not cause any trouble for a while.

After burying the dead soldiers of the Seventh Army, they hurriedly left the land of Canglang. They were soldiers of the empire and there were many places that needed to be protected.

Murong Yunfan and his group stood in front of Xiao Shuying's grave and remained silent for a long time before he whispered, "When you see him, can you understand why our country and our race will never be destroyed? It is precisely because of such a person who has used his life to protect this land!"

Lan Jiu nodded and whispered, "Yes, such a person really exists. I hope General Xiao will live forever!"

Silence, a long silence, this is respect for a hero. After a long time, Murong Yunfan said, "Let's go, everyone will go back and clean up the matter here, and it's almost done, but this cruel war is not over yet. Let's hurry to the next place!"

Everyone nodded. It was not the time to be sad.

When he left, Lan Jiu clenched his fist and put it in his chest. He murmured firmly in his heart, "General Xiao, don't worry, I will take good care of the remaining brothers of the Seventh Army on your behalf, and will also take good care of you. No, it is to inherit your will and continue to protect this land, and you will never regret it for life!"

Six horses galloped away, leaving only six lonely backs.

On the Sea of ​​Canglang, just like when they first arrived, there were no traces left. But everyone knew very well that countless impressing heroes were buried here.

On the horse, Lan Jiu asked in a low voice, "Marty, then I don't know where we will go next stop?"

Murong Yunfan glanced at the map in his hand and whispered, "Quefeng Pavilion!"

"Quifeng Pavilion? What is this place?" Xi Tianming asked to himself, "No matter where it is, as long as it is not like the Sea of ​​Canglang, something so distressing will happen. My heart is so sweet that I can't withstand the blows of General Xiao!"

When we mentioned General Xiao, everyone was silent and their mood became much heavier.

After a long time, Murong Yunfan whispered, "Not this Cuifeng Pavilion does not have human garrisons, the same thing will not happen. I just heard that the demon clan had some abnormal movements recently, and the demon king approached the Cuifeng Pavilion. The old pavilion master was kind to me, so I went and take a look!"

"Oh? That's it!" Lan Jiu also quickly pulled back the sad aura and said, "I don't know where this Quefeng Pavilion is?"

Murong Yunfan smiled slightly and explained, "If Ningxue Fairy Mountain is a bitter and cold place in the extreme north, then this Cuifeng Pavilion is located on the Flame Fairy Mountain in the south. It has high temperatures all year round, and the dark fire underground is often surging and squirting. Liao has been uninhabited for many years, which is extremely terrifying!"

"Ah? Is that true? Since it is so terrible, why is there a Cuifeng Pavilion there? And who is that old pavilion master? Why haven't I heard my father mention it?" Murong Ying was intrigued and asked hurriedly.

Murong Yunfan also had a hint of emotion in his eyes, and he whispered, "Thousands of years ago, Jufeng Pavilion was the largest production place for magical weapons in the world. He chose the Flame Fairy Mountain. Only the flames here can meet the requirements of tempering. However, after humans showed weakness in the war with the demon clan, Jufeng Pavilion Master no longer spread the weapons he made. As for why the emperor didn't mention it, it was because he had a very pleasant quarrel with the old Pavilion Master back then, so he didn't want to say more!"

"Ah? So that's the case. Is this Quefeng Pavilion really that powerful?" Lan Jiu asked curiously.

Murong Yunfan nodded and said, "Maybe you don't know that the king's sword in Xiaojiu's hand was the sword of a certain generation of pavilion masters, including me and the emperor's brother. They were all created by the current pavilion master himself, and they are extremely powerful!"

Lan Jiu and others nodded. Murong Yunfan's words also aroused everyone's interest. They quickly rushed towards the Fierce Fairy Mountain in the distance.

At this time, the figure that was galloping towards him was particularly conspicuous. The man was lit with layers of purple brilliance, which looked extremely attractive. But he only heard him whisper, "I haven't come back here for many years, haha, I wonder if anyone still remembers me?"

His words seemed to be talking to himself, but at this moment, the ground shook violently, as if responding to his words. Looking closely, there was a trace of stealth underneath, and this huge body was hidden under the ground.

If Murong Yunfan was there, he would definitely be able to recognize that this young man in purple flames was the second strongest man in the demon clan today, second only to the "Ruan" Shadow Demon King, the King of Phosphorus.

And the giant beast below must be the king of the demon clan who came with him. The two powerful kings had only one purpose for this trip, that is, to go straight to the Cuifeng Pavilion.

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