About a quarter of an hour after the two left, a group of demon warriors appeared, led by a silver-haired old man with a solemn bearing. This team of demon warriors quickly discovered the traces of Fang Zhuo and the others, and immediately followed them.

It wasn't until more than an hour later, after crossing two streams and two mountain peaks in succession, that the team was thrown off.

Two hours later, Fang Zhuo stopped, looked at the young man and said, "You have half an hour to rest and replenish energy." ”

The boy immediately fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and with the last bit of willpower, he took out food and water from the tactical backpack behind him, and replenished a little water and food with extreme restraint.

Exactly like a mechanical watch, when it was half an hour, Fang Zhuo said on time: "Go on, this time it's still two hours!"

Hearing this, the little guy's little face immediately went down!

In fact, Fang Zhuo didn't need much rest at all, and after two hours of extreme running, she was just a little more breathless. Didn't even sweat excessively, didn't need to replenish water and food, just rested for a while, and it was back to normal. I saw that the little guy's eyes were straight, and his face was full of incredulity.

With this kind of physical strength, I'm afraid I can catch up with the Guards instructors.

Moreover, the killing decision shown by Fang Zhuo just now was not much different from those old instructors in the Guards, it was simply a copy of the Guards instructors, but the cultivation was obviously still a little different from those instructors.

Fang Zhuo had been resting quietly in the past half an hour, but in fact, he also had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to ask, and besides, the little guy in front of him was obviously a little guy who had just entered the Guards Legion, how could he know?

However, Fang Zhuo still carefully looked at the little guy in front of him, his face was delicate, with neat broken hair, big blue eyes, his eyes were extremely aura, and when he looked around, he was full of curiosity and childishness.

However, with a fourth-level cultivation, even in the standards of the White Deer Academy and the Guards of the Kamikaze Legion, it can be regarded as a genius, and it seems that he was still recruited directly from the White Deer Academy by the Guards, or even directly from the family of the lords.

The two shots just now showed a good foundation, and it seems that it should be good to continue to practice the exercises, but the experience is extremely lacking, and once it is time to face the demons, I panic.

The Imperial soldier was supposed to die to contain his opponent, but he ran back, thinking of revenge, but the most precious special* was wasted.

If it weren't for Fang Zhuo, his fate would definitely not be better, and dying under the demon spear might be a luxury. However, since Fang Zhuo is here now, naturally there is no such possibility!

"Little one, follow me!" As Fang Zhuo moved, the little one bounced up from the ground and quickly followed.

After that, the terrain was a flat wasteland, and the route Fang Zhuo chose turned out to be a straight line, thinking straight in the direction of Yunqing City!

About half an hour later, Fang Zhuo spoke: "Look back!"

The little guy looked back and almost jumped up, In the place where he had just rested in the distance, there were several black figures, all of them were demon warriors with strong breaths, and the warriors who followed him before were at the same level. But the leader of this team is a demon knight!

The little guy hurriedly turned around, but saw that Fang Zhuo was still moving at the original speed, not in a hurry, so he said with difficulty: "They ...... What if we catch up?"

"No, they're exhausted!" Fang Zhuo said calmly.

The little guy couldn't help but swallow his saliva, when did he hear that humans can exhaust the demons? And this is still his own way!?

After a few more minutes, the little guy couldn't help but look back, and the black shadows were still motionless in place, and the worry in his heart was finally put down.

On the top of the mountain behind the two of them, several demons looked at the two figures swaggering through the wilderness, their faces were a little ugly, and one of the young warriors spoke: "My lord, are we going to continue chasing?"

But the tone was full of uncertainty.

The old man at the head wrapped his robe around his body and said, "Further forward is the territory of the human race, the red-blooded army in Yunqing City is still a little troublesome, after all, the strength of that old madman in the city is not worthy!"

After tracking down this trip, except for the strength of the old man at the head, the physical strength of all the other demon warriors has been exhausted, and it is not realistic to chase down.

An hour later, Fang Zhuo stopped, looked at the little guy behind him, and said: "Little guy, you need to go on your own for the next road! This is already within the range of the Red Blood Army, you go to Yunqing City, which is the closest to here, and find the Red Blood Army stationed to reveal your identity, they should be able to help you return to the Northwest Province!"

A bright look appeared on the young man's face, but when he thought of his companion who had died tragically in this operation, there were a few tears in his eyes.

"Put away your tears and remember, you are now a warrior, every Guards soldier who goes to the battlefield needs to bravely face the enemy in front of him, no matter what this enemy is! Your first weakness may be blocked by your comrades, but the second cowardice at that time is hateful and unforgivable! Now, the target is Yunqing City, and the time is five hours!" Fang Zhuo roared angrily.

When the young man heard Fang Zhuo's voice, he subconsciously stood up straight, as if he was being reprimanded by an instructor! Then, subconsciously according to Fang Zhuo's order, he started a new march.

This time the speed is not as fast as the first time, but it takes longer, and you need to distribute your physical strength reasonably.

The young man who was running forward, turned around at this moment, and just saw Fang Zhuo holding the Whispering No. 1, still turning around to sign the figure in the opposite direction, was he going to avenge the captain and his comrades?!

The boy's tears fell again, but he immediately wiped them away, and a look called perseverance appeared on the boy's face.

Among the Northwest legions, the little guy with the highest talent in battle and the most crying nose, inadvertently, completed the transformation on the Scarlet Continent!

Behind the young man, Fang Zhuo was moving forward quickly, crossing the plains, hills, and mountain peaks, and quickly approaching the group of demon warriors who had originally followed him.

This demon team has not left at the moment, and according to the plan, they will rest for an hour before returning.

Fang Zhuo didn't even hide his whereabouts, of course, according to the unobstructed view under that mountain peak, the hidden effect was not hit. Fang Zhuo pressed the Force bullet into the one called the Butcher*, and the Whispering Number carried it behind him, and approached quickly with a swagger.

When he was within 500 meters, he suddenly raised his hand* and fired a Force bomb to shoot down the demon warrior who was located at the edge of the mountain peak.

This shot shocked the soldiers of the entire demon squad, the other party turned out to be a sniper, and it was this unreasonable way of fighting.

After this shot was finished, Fang Zhuo threw down the * in his hand, held the Whisper No. 1, approached quickly, and then aimed at the silver-haired old man led by him to approach step by step.

The old man of the demon clan at the head frowned, is this human race on the other side a madman? Not to mention that the strength of the entire squad can completely crush him, even if the cultivation of his own demon knight alone is enough to crush five opponents!

But when he was aimed at the gun, the old man felt a shudder from the heart. This is the talent he inherited from his clan, and he has a keen sense of danger, but he has never felt this kind of danger when he faced * just now?!

However, even if it is a special Shanghai sun bullet for the demons, as long as it is not hit in the vital parts, there will be no major incident at a glance!

As the leader of the team, the old man could only face his scalp at this time, and with an angry roar, the old man quickly pounced on Fang Zhuo.

"Bang" a milky white light smashed the old man's chest, but it was blocked by the old man even if he stretched out his hands, and the old man's castration was also knocked back two steps.

The old man looked down at the injury on his arm, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that it was just an ordinary Force bomb, and this injury was still within his acceptable range. Then he looked up at Fang Zhuo and coldly ordered: "Kill him!"

The demon warriors still surrounded them according to two groups, and the original force gun in Fang Zhuo's hand continued to roar, and the demon warriors who rushed up in front of him were blasted out of a big hole in their chests. At the same time, a black short knife appeared in his hand, and he held the long sword that had been slashed at the bevel, and then slammed it and slashed through the opponent's neck.

The three demon warriors of the second team were all holding long swords, and the blades of the swords emitted a faint black light.

The Demon Race advocates elite education, and all the Demon warriors have received a good basic education and are full of strong self-confidence in themselves. Therefore, they have a special preference for this kind of long sword that can reflect their skills and elegance, and the long sword has almost become the standard weapon of the demon race.

Fang Zhuo roared angrily, and stomped on the ground fiercely, like a cannonball, and slammed into it, and the demon warrior in the middle was broken with the long sword in his hand, and then stabbed it in his chest, and died under his own sword.

The other two were knocked away at the same time.

The original two-layer encirclement was broken by Fang Clumsy in an instant.

In this way, the demon clan who survived the original first squad arrived behind Fang Zhuo, and he rushed up almost without any pause, forming a circle with the two demons of the original second squad again!

It's a pity that Fang Zhuo didn't stop, when he broke through the encirclement, he turned around instantly, and the short knife in his hand just opened the long sword of the demon warrior behind him, and then the demon warrior was like sending it up, and the black short knife was inserted into his chest until it was not handled.

The old man of the demon clan originally wanted to deal with the injury on his arm before making a move. But in a moment, four of his subordinates had already died, and Fang Zhuo's hand was extremely heavy, and he almost saw life and death in one move.

Moreover, in the thin body of this human race, there seems to be a strange power, and in the head-on wrestling with the demon warriors, it actually occupies an absolute advantage.

If it goes on like this, the last two remaining subordinates may also be gone, he doesn't want to do this!