"Bang dang! Bang dang!" Countless demon clans completely threw away the weapons in their hands and surrendered.

They are naturally unwilling to become prisoners, and the sense of honor of the demon clan is no worse than that of humans, but they are afraid of needless death. Lan Jiu's indifferent words were like a sharp blade, they were suffering from that terrifying heartache, and they had no other choice at all.

It's not that no one resisted, and even during that comfortable period, many demon clans roared in despair, and then prepared to turn around and flee.

But at this moment, how could Lan Jiu let them get their wish? With a wave of his palm, the countless and terrifying sword rays flew out directly in all directions, rushing towards the demon clans. Hiss... The sword slashed through the skin, directly killing those chaotic demon clans, leaving no trace of emotion.

Lan Jiu's body never moved. A light breeze blew, and white hair fluttered in the air, looking at the thin figure, it was pitiful.

But he is a white-haired Venerable, a white-haired Venerable who never needs pity. In his dictionary, there are only two words, and that is killing, crazy killing. With a flip of his palm, Lan Jiu's body was directly suspended in mid-air, as if it was fused with the thousands of swords, and he said with murderous intent, "The last time, whether it is life or death, you choose for yourself!"

Isn't this a psychological tactic? It is certainly a pleasure to wipe out this group of demon clans, but Lan Jiu is not willing to do so.

As his strength grew, he became more and more able to understand why the strong rarely killed ordinary soldiers. Not only to avoid falling into the demons of one's heart, but also a kind of respect, respect for life. So all along, he has always chosen to use the human army to defeat the demon army, if he really makes a move, he can kill countless demon generals in a few moves.

Finally, in this terrible atmosphere, there will always be demons who can't bear it. With a clang, the weapon was thrown to the ground, and it fell to its knees. With an example, the rest of the demon clans followed suit, kneeling on the ground one after another, bowing their heads and being captured.

Lan Jiu's gaze was slightly cold, and he shouted in a low voice, "Brother of the Seventh Army, receive prisoners of war... If anyone disobeys, there will be no forgiveness!"

There are only more than 10,000 remaining soldiers in the Seventh Army, and there are still more than 30,000 people in this surrendered Kraken. It was precisely because of the disparity in numbers that Xiao Shuying died in battle, but at this moment, due to Lan Jiu's deterrence, none of the 30,000 krakens dared to move, and they were all taken in by the Seventh Army tremblingly.

Half an hour later, a general of the Seventh Army stepped forward tremblingly. Looking at Lan Jiu, he asked in a low voice, "Lord Palm Sword... Before he died, General Xiao told the brothers to obey your orders, but I don't know where we should go now? There are only 13,200 men left in the Seventh Army, and 1,37 of them are wounded... The strength of the army is not up to the strength of the Empire, and we don't know what to do in the future!"

Lan Jiu's gaze pondered for a moment, and then his palm flipped over, and Wang Jian clenched it tightly on top of his palm. With his eyes fixed, Lan Jiu said firmly, "As the Imperial Sword Leader, I use the King Sword as a guide to integrate the Seventh Army into the Ninth Army... Keep the number of the Seventh Army, but under the control of the generals of the Ninth Army, I wonder if you have any objections?"

"The ministers have no objections, and they will obey the orders of the lords!" the people of the Fourth Army knelt on the ground and said excitedly. Is there anything more important for them than the preservation of the name of the Seventh Army?

In fact, the change of the military system was originally not within the scope of Lan Jiu's authority. Although he was holding the Wang Sword, he could indeed do this, but after all, there was something wrong, after all, he could be regarded as taking the opportunity to strengthen the power of the Ninth Army in his hands. If it is placed in normal times, it is just that, just now, Xiao Shuying's sentence "The Seventh Army will live forever" before his death is indeed fresh in his heart.

If Lan Jiu didn't make this decision, he was afraid that if the Seventh Army fell into the hands of Murong Han or Murong Kong, it would completely disappear due to insufficient troops, right?

Lan Jiu's choice is already the best means. Murong Yunfan also did not stop him, but instead took a step forward and said in a low voice, "You guys integrate it and quickly report to the Ninth Army... All the prisoners of war were brought back with them. The situation of this sea of waves, I will show the imperial capital as soon as possible, I believe that the Kraken clan will not disturb this place again in the short term if it loses these 200,000 soldiers and horses, and you don't have to worry!"

Two hundred thousand, this is not a small number, and it is precisely because it is twice the size of the human army, that Xiao Shuying was defeated so badly.

Three demon kings, this is a terrifying lineup in itself. If it was just that, relying on those 100,000 troops and large equipment, it would be enough to repel all of these demon clans. But in fact, the demon clan still has 200,000 demon soldiers, who also have powerful equipment, and when the two collide, human beings will not get any benefit at all.

However, Xiao Shuying is a leading wizard, and if it falls into the hands of Li Xiaofeng, I am afraid that it will definitely get better development.

Only 100,000 men and horses, while holding back the three powerful demon kings, fought and retreated, and actually lost three-fifths of the demon clan's soldiers and horses. And now, the 200,000 krakens and the three demon kings are all wiped out, and the demon clan can be regarded as a great loss of vitality, and it should not be able to make any waves for a while.

The remnants of the Seventh Army, after burying the dead soldiers, hurriedly left the land of the waves. They are soldiers of the Empire, and there are many places to guard.

Murong Yunfan and his party stood in front of Xiao Shuying's grave and were 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 there are such people who use their lives to protect this land!"

Lan Jiu also nodded, and said in a low voice, "Yes, such a person really exists... I only wish General Xiao and the heroic soul will live forever!"

Silence, long silence, this is respect for a hero. After a long time, Murong Yunfan spoke, "Let's go, everyone go back and clean up... Things are pretty much settled here, but this brutal war is not over yet, let's hurry to the next place!"

Everyone nodded, now is not the time to grieve.

As he left, Lan Jiu put his hand in a fist and placed it on his chest. He muttered with a firm heart, "General Xiao, don't worry, I will definitely take care of the remaining brothers of the Seventh Army on your behalf... It will also replace you, no, it is to inherit your legacy, continue to guard this land, and never regret it!"

Six horses galloped away, leaving only six lonely backs.

The sea of waves, just like when they first came, did not leave much trace. But everyone knows very well in their hearts that there are countless convincing heroes buried here.

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

Murong Yunfan glanced at the map in his hand and said in a low voice, "Yanfeng Pavilion!"

"What kind of place is this?" Xi Tianming asked to himself, "No matter what place it is, as long as it doesn't happen like the sea of waves, such a distressing thing happens... My glass heart can't withstand the blow of something like General Xiao!"

At the mention of General Xiao, everyone was silent, and their hearts were much heavier.

After a long time, Murong Yunfan said in a low voice, "No... There was no human garrison in this Yanfeng Pavilion, so the same thing would not have happened. It's just that I heard that there have been some changes in the demon clan recently, and there is a demon king approaching Yanfeng Pavilion, and the old pavilion master is kind to me, so I'm going to take a look!"

"Oh, that's it!" Lan Jiu also hurriedly pulled back the sad aura, changed the topic and said, "Then I don't know Master Hou, what kind of place is this Yanfeng Pavilion?"

Murong Yunfan smiled slightly and explained, "If the Condensing Snow Immortal Mountain is a bitter cold land in the extreme north, then this Yanfeng Pavilion is a land of flames located in the south... On the Flame Immortal Mountain, the perennial high temperature, the dark fire under the ground is often surging and spurting, and it has been uninhabited for many years, which is extremely terrifying!"

"Ah, is that so? Since it is so terrifying, then why is there a Yan Feng Pavilion there! And who is the old pavilion master? Why have I never heard my father mention it?" Murong Ying was interested, and hurriedly asked.

Murong Yunfan's eyes also flashed with a look of emotion, and he said in a low voice, "A thousand years ago, Yanfeng Pavilion was the largest producer of divine weapons in the world, and it was selected in the Flame Immortal Mountain, because only the flames here could meet the requirements of tempering... However, after the human race showed weakness in the war with the demon clan, the Yanfeng Pavilion Master no longer passed on the weapons he had built... As for why the imperial brother didn't mention it, it was because he didn't have 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 Yanfeng Pavilion really that powerful!" Lan Jiu also asked curiously.

Murong Yunfan nodded and said, "Maybe you don't know that the Wang Sword in Xiao Jiu's hand is from the hands of a certain generation of pavilion masters... Including my and my imperial brother's swords, they were all made by the current old pavilion master himself, which is extremely powerful!"

Lan Jiu and the others nodded, and Murong Yunfan's words also aroused everyone's interest, and they quickly stepped up and walked towards the Flame Immortal Mountain in the distance.

At this time, Your Excellency Yan Feng, a galloping figure was particularly conspicuous, and I saw that layers of purple brilliance were burning on this person's body, and he looked extremely impressive. But I only heard him whisper, "I haven't been back here for many years, hehe, I don't know if anyone still remembers me?"

His words seemed to be talking to himself, but at this moment, the ground shook violently, as if in response to his words. If you look closely, there is a trail of stealth underneath, and there is a huge body lurking underground.

If Murong Yunfan was there, he would definitely be able to recognize that this young man with purple flames was the second strongest person in the demon clan today, second only to the Chaos Demon King in strength, the Phosphorus Ye Monarch.

And the giant beast underneath, without thinking about it, must also be the king of the demon clan who came with him. The two powerful kings of their trip had only one purpose, and that was to take the Yanfeng Pavilion directly.