Linjiang County, Qingfeng Mountain.
Guanjian Gorge.
Dozens of strong demon horses work day and night, tumbling with four hooves and kicking up clouds of smoke.
With a long cry.
The general wearing a black cloak turned over and dismounted, looking at the neat row of tents in front of him.
It was early morning, the bonfire was covered with rain and dew, the black coals crackled, and wisps of white smoke rose.
The corpses of about a dozen Golden Eagle Colonels were collected together. Their bodies were all covered with sword wounds, the skin and flesh were torn, and the bones were deeply visible.
Hong Lei held the demon horse, his eyelids twitching slightly.
If the captain of the outer camp is more like a knight-errant, who is good at investigating cases and handling affairs with several people working together, then the captain of the inner camp is like a military force. A hundred or ten people form a demon-suppressing formation, and they can push through the demon cave with overwhelming force.
Once damage occurs, it means that the severity of the situation is almost out of control.
Maybe he heard the sound of horse hooves.
A young man also wearing a large cloak, but with a golden eagle embroidered on his shoulders, walked out of the tent.
He looks at least ten years younger than Hong Lei.
His right arm was wrapped with a bandage, his face was pale, and his breath was weak.
He frowned slightly dissatisfied: "Why did you come?"
"I also want to ask you General Zhao." There was a coldness in Hong Lei's voice, and he put his other hand on the scabbard: "I will give you forty men and horses, just to guard Guanjian Gorge, not
Let Qingfeng's disciples leave the mountain without authorization, and you will be left like this?"
As he spoke, he turned his attention to the dozen corpses.
Guanjian Gorge is a high cliff. The terrain is steep and difficult to defend and difficult to attack. If the Qingfeng disciples want to come down, their every move will not be able to escape the eyes and ears of the Demon Suppressor.
Whenever there is any abnormality, there is enough time to report it to the superiors and request support.
"I'm not in the habit of sitting here in a daze."
Zhao Kanglin raised his eyebrows contemptuously and sneered: "If the old man with the angry sword hadn't suddenly appeared, I would have killed him with my men. When I got in front of General Chen, I would be remembered for my great achievements."
Hearing this, Hong Lei resisted the urge to slap him.
He raised his eyes and looked towards the high cliff.
I saw a figure in gray clothes sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with sparse silver hair tied up in a bun with a wooden hairpin. His eyes were slightly closed, his face was withered, his palms were spread out on his knees, and an ordinary iron sword was lying flat.
.
The elder of the Qingfeng Sect's Furious Sword has been a perfect swordsman in Yuye for many years, and is quite famous in Qingzhou.
If he were not old and frail, with a life expectancy of over 300, and worried about failure, and did not want to waste the precious opportunity of condensing elixirs in the sword pond, there was actually a probability that he would be able to achieve the realm of elixir condensation.
"Although I was injured, he also suffered a hidden loss. He couldn't recover for ten days and a half."
Zhao Kanglin felt complacency in his eyes.
He was born into a famous family, used the secret techniques passed down from his monastic life, cultivated in the middle stage of Yuye, crossed the border and exchanged injuries with a famous martial arts senior, and still managed to escape, he was proud of himself no matter who he told about it.
See him in high spirits.
Whether it was the captain of the golden eagle at the tent or the captain of the outer camp riding on the demon horse, their expressions were a bit ugly.
"..."
Shen Yi held the reins as usual.
It turns out that this is the reason why I and others were forcibly transferred here.
"Hey, credit." Hong Lei opened his mouth and took a deep look at the other person: "You'd better wait to go back and get whipped."
"You!" Zhao Kanglin gritted his teeth. If it weren't for some bad luck, he would be in trouble here and would be in urgent need of troops to garrison him.
A general from outside the camp dared to talk to me like this, it was so unruly.
Hong Lei ignored him and turned around: "Disciples from the outer camp, dismount!"
More than forty people fell to the ground in unison.
Hong Lei walked past them one by one: "I was walking in a hurry earlier and had no time to talk. Most of you are not my subordinates. My surname is Hong. I have been a general in the Demon Suppression Division for sixty years. I have cultivated in the middle stage of Yuye. He has been working for General Chen...yes, he is the old man Chen Qiankun who is now at the top of Qingfeng Mountain."
"I know you are resentful and want to wipe the butt of these idiots who have been stupid in Qingzhou."
"Don't worry, as long as you don't make any mistakes, when you go back, you will remember your achievements in the Dan Condensation Realm."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of many captains finally became a little more excited.
You must know that from the first line to the second line, if it is about the demon disaster in the Yuye realm, you have to participate in it five times, and from the second line to the third line, it takes more than twenty times.
Participating in one Danden-Condensing Realm demon harm is worth at least twenty times in the Jade Liquid Realm.
Moreover, this time it was said that they were in the Core Condensation Realm, but in fact they did not need to take action at all. They only needed to defend the mountain for General Chen Qiankun.
"Three bottles of treasure medicine, no limit to the first-level and high-grade martial arts, and one book of low-grade martial arts in the Jade Liquid Realm."
"Three years of salary, two months of rest."
As Hong Lei stretched out his palm.
Not to mention other people, even Shen Yi's eyes changed slightly.
The Demon Suppressor is a bit tough, but his attacks are really generous.
When I was in Boyun County, I didn’t even dare to think about these things, but now everyone has a share.
"And what you have to do is to keep an eye on this long cliff for me."
Hong Lei looked in a deep voice, put down his palm, and came to the first person: "What's your name, and what's your level?"
"Liu Daqian, who is in the late stage of the first realm, is good at using swords."
"Wang Meng, in the early stage and late stage, has a little knowledge of fists and palms."
"Dai Bing, in the early stage of the Jade Liquid Realm, I... use a sword."
Hong Lei's steps stagnated slightly, and his eyes stayed on the woman's sleeves for a moment. The three cloud patterns were very eye-catching.
It is natural that such a young Yu Ye could not be an unknown person in his early stages.
He casually stretched out his hand towards the long sword at the opponent's waist. Dai Bing had a complicated look on his face and took half a step back, protecting the sword with his palm.
Hong Lei twitched the corner of his mouth thoughtfully.
Then move on to the next person.
The young man was tall and tall, with a straight back, a black and straight sword hanging diagonally from his waist, and an ink shirt that seemed to have been tailor-made for him.
His facial features are regular and handsome, and apart from his fair skin, it's hard to find anything wrong with him.
Looking at the two cloud patterns on the opponent's sleeves, Hong Lei asked slowly: "Is the initial state perfect?"
Shen Yi shook her head and said calmly: "Jade Liquid Realm."
After the words were said, everyone in the school was in an uproar.
Although they are all well-informed Qingzhou children, generally speaking, those who can break through Yuye at the age of seventy or eighty are considered to be the masters of the family.
In the early days of Yuye, who was in his thirties, he could only achieve that with the foundation of a first-class sect and outstanding talent.
Even though the other party has good looks, his actual age is forty, which is extremely shocking.
Of course, the most unacceptable thing is.
I just asked a few people about such a person, and two of them appeared.
"..."
Hong Lei was slightly startled, and suddenly remembered the other person's face.
In that small courtyard, there were two masters, the disciple of the General Soldier and the Miss Li family. The big-bellied man next to him looked weak, but he must be a famous person if he could stand with them. , it’s just a sophisticated method of concentrating Qi.
Similarly, it is not surprising that the person in front of me has such strength.
The other party clearly had the ability to refuse, but he still followed him to Qingfeng Mountain. This is what a young hero should do.
Thinking of this, Hong Lei's face became gentler: "Don't worry, it's just guarding the cliff. Mr. Chen hasn't really thought about using the butcher's knife on Qingfengmen. As long as they hand over that person, we will naturally pay the money and return home. "
"The premise is not to imitate that young master who was spoiled by his family. He is in his forties and has a brain like a pig."
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Chapter completed!