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Song Yan saw the distrustful expressions on the faces of Liang Yunkun and the others, and also saw the slightly frightened looks of those soldiers, but Yin Zhengyang, Zhou Yi, and Tianyi were full of eagerness.

In this regard, Song Yan did not have a superfluous explanation, but directly gave them an order: "Retreat back a hundred steps! Prepare for a three-stage shot!"

These 10 days of training are not useless work.

Song Yan gave an order, and everyone retreated, took out the bows and arrows on their backs, and stood in three rows.

If you hit the target in 100 steps, you can call it an archer.

Of course, that's the level of an ordinary world archer.

In this world, even a martial artist at the refining level can easily shoot at a target from a hundred steps away.

The three-stage shot was actually a way to use the musket in the real world, which was transferred to the bow and arrow by Song Yan, because when the musket was first invented, it could only be fired single.

All fighters were in three rows, each with thirty-three people.

Soon, more than a dozen powerful bull demons jumped up from the river.

"Launch in a row!" Song Yan shouted softly.

"Woohoo!"

Thirty-three sharp arrows broke away from the bowstring and turned into black light and headed straight for more than a dozen powerful bull demons.

"Puff puff!"

The armor-piercing arrows pierced deep into the bodies of more than a dozen demons.

And after the first row fired the arrows, they quickly crouched down, revealing the second row, which had drawn the bows into a full string.

"Shoot!"

Song Yan gave the order again, and thirty-three sharp arrows flew out of the string, just in time to meet another group of powerful bull demons who rushed ashore.

As in the first row, after the arrows are fired, the second row quickly crouches down and draws the arrows from behind and puts them back on the bow.

"Third row!"

"Woohoo!"

The results of the battle were more abundant than expected, and in just three rounds, more than 30 powerful bull demons were all shot to death.

But it aroused the vigilance of other powerful bull demons.

So in the next moment, more than a hundred powerful bull demons rushed into the river at the same time, and the eyebrow bull demons all maintained a range of several meters, which made it impossible for the archers to concentrate on destroying them.

"A row!"

"Woohoo!"

"Second row!"

"Woohoo!"

"Three rows!"

"Woohoo!"

The whistling sound was accompanied by the screams of the Mighty Bull Demon, and more than a dozen Mighty Bull Demons were shot dead in this round, but it also won the opportunity for the other Mighty Bull Demons to go ashore.

"Take three hundred steps back, form a Beidou battle formation, and return to the one battle formation!"

With Song Yan's order, the ninety-nine people quickly retreated.

And began to start moving in formation.

"Terran warriors, kill them all!"

A powerful bull demon centurion shouted as he waved a three-meter-long narrow slasher in his hand.

"Kill!"

The tall Bull Demon brandished the heavy weapons in his hand and roared and rushed wildly towards the warriors who had not yet formed a battle formation.

They are very fast, reaching almost 100 meters per second.

"Don't send the head in vain!"

At this moment, Song Yan suddenly jumped up from his horse, and the long sword in his hand emitted a clear sword sound.

"Woooo

More than a hundred feet of sword qi swayed out from the long sword in his hand.

"Puff puff!"

Each sword qi pierced through the head of a powerful bull demon, and in an instant, more than a hundred powerful bull demons that had just rushed out all fell to the ground and died.

The soldiers who were forming the formation inadvertently saw this scene, and they all became dumbfounded.

"The captain is so strong, he actually killed more than 100 demons with one sword!"

"Damn the Terrans!"

The three-headed centurion aimed at Song Yan, and the black light flashed, turning into three afterimages, and crashed into him in mid-air.

"Good time!"

Song Yan's eyes narrowed, and the killing machine skyrocketed.

The one in his hand turned into a three-point afterimage.

"Puff puff!"

There were three soft sounds, and the three powerful bull demon centurion who had just rushed in front of him all had a thumb-sized blood hole on their foreheads, and gurgling blood continued to flow out of the blood hole.

Spike!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Their bodies fell straight from the air, slamming into the ground.

The powerful bull demons who were continuing to rush forward to kill stopped one after another, but fear flashed in their eyes the size of copper bells.

The three centurions were all stronger than the Terran Grandmaster in the early stage, and it was unbelievable that they were killed by that Terran Grandmaster with a sword, even if the Mighty Bull Demon was the most powerful warrior in the Demon Race, they began to be afraid.

"Withdraw, retreat, this Terran Grandmaster has hidden his cultivation!"

A ten-man shouted loudly, his voice loud but trembling with a hint of trembling.

As the so-called defeat was like a mountain, the three centurions were all dead, not to mention, the ten-captain who shouted to withdraw found a suitable excuse for everyone, so all the powerful bull demons turned around and ran. As long as they jump into the river of blood, they can basically escape and ascend to heaven.

"Come if you want, leave if you want!"

Song Yan flashed to the shore with a sneer, blocking the way of this group of powerful bull demons.

But they were not slow to respond, and quickly dispersed, fleeing from different directions.

"In this way, I can't do anything about you?"

Song Yan smiled disdainfully.

"Phantom True Body!"

In an instant, the five phantom true bodies split out from Song Yan's body, and then rushed out with swords.

"Puff puff!"

Just like chopping vegetables and melons, the five phantom true bodies plus the deities killed all the remaining more than 200 powerful bull demons in less than three breaths.

"Oh my God, why is our captain so fierce, is he in the early stage of the Grandmaster, why do I feel that he is the Great Grandmaster!"

"It's only been a long time, and he has killed more than 300 powerful bull demons!"

Looking at the group of subordinates with shocked faces, Song Yan put it away and said to them: "Don't be shy, come here and cut off the heads of these demons for me!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The soldiers who were worried that the whole army would be wiped out were inexplicably excited, and hurriedly stepped forward to cut off their heads.

Soon, all three hundred and thirty-three heads of the mighty bull demons were cut off.

"Cast into Jingguan!" Song Yan said again.

"Captain, what is Jingguan?" Liang Yunkun was puzzled, now he was convinced of Song Yan, and at the same time realized that in the competition ten days ago, he retained a lot of strength, and he could defeat him in one move while retaining his strength, you can imagine how big the gap between the two is.

"It's just piling up these cow heads into a small mountain!" Song Yan explained.

"Great!"

Under everyone's hands and feet, soon a blood-drenched Jingguan was formed.

Looking at this Jingguan, for some reason, everyone has a cool breath in their hearts, and they don't feel terrible when they look at the heads alone, but the heads of hundreds of minotaurs are piled up together to make people feel cold.

As for the corpses of those powerful bull demons, Song Yan vacated a storage ring and collected it, these are all point vouchers.

"By the way, you can divide all these weapons!"

Song Yan pointed to the hundreds of weapons on the ground.

"Captain Xie!"

The soldiers couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard this, the weapons of the Mighty Bull Demon were heavier, and naturally, they consumed more materials, so one was comparable to two or three weapons of the Terran warriors.

Although these weapons are not suitable for the use of the human race, they can be sold to blacksmith shops, and hundreds of weapons can be sold for at least 10,000 taels of silver, and the average distribution of each person is also a hundred taels of silver, which is already worth their half a month's salary.

[Author's digression]: Three more