"Oh, didn't you let me go, didn't you want to leave me behind, why did you change your mind again?"

The words of the Golden-Winged Dapeng King surprised Feng Xing.

Everyone on the demon clan's side was also stunned, and they all turned their eyes to the dark sun.

"I've made up my mind to let him go. The elephant king and the snake king commanded the demons to return to the mountain. ”

After saying that, the king of the roc stopped talking.

As one of the Five Emperors, the Golden-Winged Dapeng King is the head of the twelve demon kings of the demon clan, and 100,000 demon clans are under his command. Although the demon kings did not understand the decision made by the dark sun, they still ordered the demons on the battlefield to withdraw.

As the demon army retreated from the battlefield like a tide, the demons above the sky also flew back to the 100,000 mountains.

Feng Xing saw that the demon clan really retreated, and he didn't know why, but since Dark Sun and the others stopped withdrawing their troops, he also flew back to the demon city.

Zhuo Yuming stood at the head of the city, quietly looking at the Demon World Floating Slaughter in the extreme distance, his face was solemn.

Although there was no detailed record of the Demon World Floating Slaughter in the ancient books of later generations, he knew that the Demon World Floating Slaughter, which was refined as a companion creature of the Demon Emperor, was absolutely above the ordinary Divine Forbidden Treasure. When he stepped on the battlefield and saw the Demon World Floating Slaughter for the first time, he sensed that the Emperor Extreme Sutra Book on his body trembled slightly.

At the moment, the Sword Saint was seriously injured, and the demon clan obviously held the initiative, but suddenly withdrew from the army and stopped fighting, which must have nothing to do with the Demon World Futu.

It's a pity that his cultivation is still not enough, if he can urge the Emperor Ji Jing Shishu, with the power of the human emperor's natal magic weapon, maybe he can suppress the demon world Futu.

Just as Zhuo Yuming fell from the sky above the city, he happened to meet the Hidden Realm Sword Cultivator who helped him kill the Eagle Demon on the battlefield.

"Who is this Daoist friend, the Qi soldiers and Thunder Law Divine Powers of the Daoist Friends were all domineering and abnormal, but they had never heard of it before. ”

Jian Xiu also recognized Zhuo Yuming at a glance that he was the one who used the cyan air sword on the battlefield, so he smiled and spoke.

"Zhuo Yuming in Xiafuyao Prefecture, thank you Daoyou for your help today, otherwise the eagle demon is physically strong, and if you want to deal with it, you have to spend more hands and feet. ”

Zhuo Yuming clasped his fists and saluted, and replied with a smile.

Jian Xiu also returned the salute and revealed his identity to Zhuo Yuming: "In the Lower Yellow Crane Academy, the Confucian student Fu Jia, Zhuo Daoyou seems to have arrived in the Demon City in the past two days, and he has not met with Daoyou before going down. ”

Hearing that this sword cultivator with unparalleled swordsmanship in the Tibetan Realm turned out to be a scholar of the Yellow Crane Academy in Zhongshenzhou, Zhuo Yuming was also surprised. Confucian protégés have always had a little bit of heroic qi in their chests, and they are authentic and authentic qi refiners, but they didn't expect that Fu Jia, who called himself Confucianism, was a rare sword cultivator among the three sects.

"Mr. Fu turned out to be a great Confucian of the Yellow Crane Academy, and he was disrespectful. ”

Fu Jia smiled and waved his hand, and said, "What kind of Confucian am I, I'm just an ordinary scholar who seeks sage knowledge in the academy. Zhuo Daoyou must not be polite, he is about to go up to meet Meng Fuzi, so he will not talk to Daoist friends more, Daoist friends please be. ”

Zhuo Yuming and Fu Jia saluted each other and said goodbye.

Seeing this sword cultivator, Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but think of the scholar Dong Qishan who was determined to give peace and tranquility to the people in the mountains and wilderness of Dongshengzhou. I don't know if the scholar is now studying in the White Deer Academy, if he can meet someone from the White Deer Academy who came with Meng Fuzi, he might as well inquire.

The scholar's words under the clear moon in the mountains that day, Zhuo Yuming still remembers it deeply. It was the first time he had seen such a firm and bright splendor in the eyes of an ordinary man.

In the council hall on the upper floor of the city, the Sword Master was sitting cross-legged.

Wisps of sword qi were repairing the bloody hole in his chest, gradually dispelling the remaining Buddhist mana.

Feng Xing stood in front of the Sword Saint, frowned and said, "I didn't expect that what you were most worried about had finally happened, and you were so seriously injured. This ghost is really hard to fathom, he shot and seriously injured you, but he refused to join forces with the demon clan to deal with me. ”

The Juggernaut opened his eyes, and a murderous aura rose to the sky.

"Ghosts are like humans in the future, but they turn against each other. If it weren't for him today, maybe we would have ended the war between these two clans, and I would have slashed him by the sword in my lifetime. ”

"Senior Sword Saint, you are seriously injured, so you should cultivate with peace of mind first. After that, the war will be left to me for the time being. ”

Meng Fuzi on the side comforted him when he saw this.

"The demon clan chose to withdraw this time for no reason, presumably because the demon world was slaughtered at a critical moment. The next time the war resumes, we are afraid that we will have to face the true full combat power of the demon clan. ”

Yun Zhongzi looked at Feng Xing and said the guess in his heart.

Feng Xing just nodded, he had already thought of this reason when he ordered the withdrawal of troops in the dark sun. It's just that now that he lacks such a peak combat power as the Sword Master, even if he knows that the demon clan has other plans, he is helpless.

"There's no way, I can only rely on the protective array of the Demon City to resist for the time being, and wait for the Sword Master to recuperate from his injuries. ”

For a while, everyone in the hall was full of sadness and solemn eyes.

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On the top of the highest mountain of 100,000 mountains, eleven demon kings and three great demons of the earth fairy realm sat here.

"King Peng, why did you let Feng Xing go before?"

As soon as everyone sat down, the lion king Jin Kui couldn't wait to ask.

The demons also looked at the dark sun, waiting for him to explain the question that was bothering everyone's hearts.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng King looked around and said slowly: "Feng Xing is the first person in the past and present to transcend the nine grades of the human race's martial arts, and you have also learned his combat power, the Lion King. To tell the truth, if you forcibly besiege and kill today, if the ghost does not make a move, the lion king, you and I are afraid that we will be killed and injured. ”

"What if I exchange my life with that Feng Xing, Feng Xing is dead, Ling Ruoxuan is seriously injured and it is difficult to fight again, who else in the human race can stop you?"

The Lion King was originally ready to die with Feng Xing, but he was stopped by King Dapeng, and at this time, he also asked the first demon king with righteous indignation.

At this moment, a figure fell, walked to Dark Sun's side, and nodded at him.

The person who came was the bloodline of the Tongtian God Monkey, the descendant of the Demon Queen, and the Tao.

The dark sun suddenly burst out laughing, showing his bold momentum.

"There are still three days before the Demon World Floating Slaughter will be completed, and it will be difficult for the Sword Saint to come out of the sword, we will suppress Feng Xing with the Demon World Floating Slaughter, and the cloud Zhongzi will be guarded by the Lion King, and the lives of tens of thousands of monks of the human race will not be taken by me. In the past 10,000 years, my demon clan has only had you and me in the realm of heaven and man, and the lion king, as the longest-standing demon king of my clan, why should you exchange your life with that Feng Xing?"

After the king of Dapeng laughed for a while, he finally told the reason.

When everyone heard that the Demon World Futu was finally going to really appear on the battlefield, they were all overjoyed, and they praised the young man's appearance and praised him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, these three days will be a good time to recuperate, and after three days, it will be the time for our clan to step out of this ten thousand miles of red land and enter the Shenzhou. ”

The Golden-Winged Roc King waved his hand and pointed straight to the north.

The Demon Emperor has a spirit, and our clan has been imprisoned in this wild Jedi in Southern Chizhou for 10,000 years, and finally wants to step over these 100,000 mountains and set foot in Shenzhou.

"God bless my people!"

I don't know which demon king took the lead in making a sound, and the demons in the 100,000 mountains immediately shouted, and the sound shook the sky.