Chapter 682 (1/2)

The weapons of the powerful Bull Demon clan are not unified, but they all prefer to use heavy weapons.

The fight was brutal.

In less than ten breaths, there were casualties. The battle formation of nine patrol soldiers was smashed by force. One soldier's head was smashed to pieces directly.

In this regard, Liang Yunkun did not show any sadness. It's not that he is ruthless, but that in recent months, he has seen too many such things, and he has been used to it. Instead of sadness, it's better to spend this time thinking about how to kill more demons.

At the same time, Liang Yunkun was entangled by three powerful bull demons three meters high.

Under the support of his field, he barely resisted the attack of the three demons.

But he knew that he couldn't hold on for half a quarter of an hour. If reinforcements didn't come, he would probably explain it here today.

”I fought with you”

to see that the veterans who just boasted and talked with me fell down one by one, and the pillar went crazy and went out recklessly.

”Poof”

he chopped off the head of a powerful demon soldier. Later, he was smashed by another demon soldier.

One life for another

the battle continues.

Five of the nine patrol soldiers have died, and the remaining four are struggling.

In addition, there are other demons standing outside the circle. He didn't start, because his men have more than enough to deal with a patrol team of the human race.

In a flash, dozens of breaths passed.

Four more patrolmen were killed.

Finally, knowing that there was no hope for survival, the soldiers chose to die with a demon family.

Even though he has been used to life and death for months, Liang Yunkun still has a sadness in his heart.

”KaKa”

a brief loss of mind, let three demons besiege him seize the opportunity, a huge hammer hit him on the chest, directly hit him tens of meters away.

Just as the three demons were about to catch up and kill him, the one who had not participated in the war suddenly called out: ”withdraw”

”boom”

the deafening sound of horse hooves came, but the general of chenziying personally led hundreds of cavalry.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yunkun knew that he was lucky enough to escape again.

Yes, it's a fluke. On the battlefield of Xuehe, let alone the grand master. Even the great master has a high probability of falling.

The powerful bull demons quickly retreat into the blood River, but the human race can't pursue them.

It's very frustrating.

Blood River City, a flash of light in the transmission array, 13 people appeared in it, song Yan and Xuanyuan Lingtian together.

As soon as he stepped out of the transmission array, a smell of blood filled the air.

Lei Jiuming is the commander-in-chief of millions of ethnic warriors in the blood River battlefield. He is the most powerful man in the later period of wusheng. He is 45 years old, and is a young group in wusheng.

In a quarter of an hour.

Song Yan and others met Li Feng, deputy general of commander Lei Jiuming. Li Feng was about thirty-eight years old and just stepped into the martial holy land.

Li Feng is very polite to all of you, but the evil spirit that mimics the essence makes everyone feel awe inspiring.

Li Feng has long known song Yan's and Xuanyuan Lingtian's intentions. To be frank, he will send enough soldiers to each of them tomorrow to form two hundred person patrols under their command.

After settling down, it's still early. Yin Zhengyang and others want to go to the city.

The buildings in Xuehe city are rough and crazy.

After a simple circle, we have no interest. The main blood river city is too monotonous.

Apart from restaurants and brothels, there is no outstanding place in the whole city.

When song Yan and others were going back to the camp, they met an unexpected man.