"What about the left commander?!"

The disciples of the Nine Yang Sword Sect were anxious.

In their hearts, Commander Zuo was the main person in charge of this Demon Cult operation.

To be entrusted with the important task of commanding this operation by the Demon Sect is not only a very high realm, but also a scheming demon.

At this time, the two armies confronted each other, but the figure of the left commander was nowhere to be seen.

Could it be that the people of the Demon Sect are playing any more conspiracy and tricks?

However, not only the disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect were in a hurry, but the Demon Sect camp was also in chaos at this time.

Because they can't find the left commander either!

At this time, in the center of the Demon Sect camp, several high-status Demon Sect disciples gathered together to discuss anxiously.

"According to the time calculation, Commander Zuo should have arrived in Dongli City at this time, why don't you see him?" asked a demon sect woman.

A young man next to him frowned and said, "Without the Left Commander in charge of the overall situation, how can we fight these miscellaneous people from the Sword Gate?"

Another older disciple had a calm face: "After thirty years of forbearance, the old sect leader is out of the pass, aiming to bloody the Jiuyang Sword Sect! And this battle for leaving the city in the east is the first battle to start the prestige of our Demon Sect, such an important task, it is impossible for the left commander to drop the chain at a critical moment, there is only one possibility!"

As the older disciple spoke, the faces of the surrounding Demon Sect disciples were shocked.

I couldn't help asking, "Deacon Changshan, do you mean that Commander Zuo has already encountered an accident?"

The Demon Sect Deacon named Chang Shan nodded with a calm face, his eyes showing some hesitation, and then he immediately became firm.

Chang Shan straightened his waist and said: "The Jiuyang Sword Sect is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and Commander Zuo has encountered a master of the Sword Sect! But this battle is the beginning of the revival of our Demon Sect, and we must not lose! Since Commander Zuo is very likely to have died in battle, next, I will preside over the battle! What do you think?"

"Okay! I agree! Deacon Changshan is not weaker than the left commander at all in terms of strength! It's just that his position is slightly lower than that of the left commander, and he is fully qualified to preside over the battle!"

"That's right! And in my opinion, Deacon Changshan's talent is not weaker than that of the left commander!

Although Deacon Changshan is only temporarily in charge, he is not weaker than the left commander in terms of strength and talent.

The rest of the Demon Sect disciples also have a choice in their hearts, if Chang Shan can lead everyone to win this battle, he must have a great merit, at this time, pat the back of Deacon Chang Shan's ass, maybe it will be very beneficial in the future.

Chang Shan gave an order, and quickly ordered the Demon Sect disciples to arrange a formation and prepare to face the battle.

He also advised: "The master who intercepted and killed the Zuo Commander Envoy halfway may have come to Dongli City! Everyone must be careful to deal with it! We must give full play to our strongest strength and fight quickly!"

This may be the so-called battle of wits with air......

The Demon Sect's side is like a great enemy, and the same is true of the Nine Yang Sword Sect.

Long Wei stood on the city wall and ordered hundreds of Sword Sect disciples: "Everyone set up a formation and prepare to face the battle! ”

Hundreds of disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect were waiting for each other, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

"Ahem, second senior brother, I have something to say. ”

Fan Jian jumped up the city wall and came to Long Wei's side.

Long Wei's gaze looked at Fan Jian, and he said with high morale: "Little junior brother, if you have anything to say later, let's kill these demon sect beasts first!"

As he spoke, Long Wei prepared to take the lead in the charge.

Fan Jian reluctantly stepped forward to stop Long Wei: "No...... So what...... That left commander has been killed by me. ”

"What?!"

Long Wei screamed, his eyes widened, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground.

The original atmosphere of incomparable slaughter was broken by Long Wei's exclamation.

The eyes of the disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect turned over one after another, and now Long Wei was the temporary commander of the disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect, and his every move was naturally highly concerned by everyone.

Long Wei looked serious and stretched out his hands to press on Fan Jian's shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Little junior brother, this is not a joke, you say it again." ”

Fan Jian shrugged his shoulders and said in a flat and natural tone: "Commander Zuo, I have already killed him, do I understand?"

Hiss –

The sound of gasping cold air came from among the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Each of the disciples looked at Fan Jian with horrified eyes.

Fan Jian didn't deliberately hide his voice, all the people present were cultivators, and their hearing was far beyond ordinary people, and the people on the side of the Demon Sect naturally heard what Fan Jian said.

The faces of the Demon Sect disciples were also extremely exciting, and the left commander who they originally respected very much had really died in battle!

After a brief moment of surprise, everyone's eyes turned into suspicion again.

They looked at Fan Jian and found that Fan Jian was only a very young disciple, I was afraid that his strength was not enough to burn the blood realm, how could he be the opponent of the left commander?

Even the best young disciple at this stage, such as Long Wei's level, could not be the opponent of the Left Commander!

But Long Wei knew that Fan Jian was not joking, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Little junior brother, did you break out that kind of sword intent again?"

Fan Jian nodded, and Long Wei completely believed what Fan Jian said.

Zhen Jian shouted: "All of you, great news! I know this sounds a little incredible, but I, Long Wei, can use my head, my personality, and everything I have to vouch for it! The left commander of the Demon Sect has been killed by Fan Jian, the junior disciple of our first peak!"

Long Wei is strong and has a benevolent personality.

Among the young disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect, he had a high prestige, and his solemn guarantee made the disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect believe it by seven or eight points.

The left commander of the Demon Sect is dead!

Don't worry about the conspiracy and tricks laid down by the left commander, the disciples of the Sword Sect can rest assured that they can charge into battle and fight without reservation!

On the Demon Sect's side, the temporary commander Chang Shan looked furious: "Nonsense! Absolutely impossible! Look, that disciple is so young, he is definitely not the opponent of the left commander! The left commander must have been delayed by something on the road, don't worry about this!"

Chang Shan's words, on the one hand, are to express his own thoughts.

If it was said that the Jiuyang Sword Sect sent a master to kill the Commander Zuo, he would still be willing to believe it, but if it was said that Fan Jian was such a young disciple and killed the Commander Zuo?

In his opinion, it was a fantasy!

On the other hand, Chang Shan also hoped to stabilize the heart of the Demon Sect army through such words.

However, once the human heart is shaken, it is difficult to break it back.

Although the people of the Demon Sect were not in a mess, they couldn't help but feel empty in their hearts.

Chang Shan saw that his disciples were a little weak, and secretly screamed in his heart, but no matter what, he would not believe that Fan Jian could kill the left commander.

So he said angrily: "Hey, that Sword Sect disciple named Fan Jian, you said that you killed the Commander Zuo, and you have the ability to come up with evidence!

Fan Jian stood on the city wall: "Do you want evidence? Okay! I'll give you evidence! Let you be convinced!"