Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Accumulating anger and returning to the top

The captains resisted the two of them and walked up the short slope.

With such a big movement, the generals were probably on their way, but it ended too quickly... it was so fast that it was really confusing.

as expected.

As soon as he walked up, he saw Hong Lei and Zhao Kanglin rushing over with dozens of people.

 “What happened?” Hong Lei's eyelids twitched.

 “It used to be a big deal...but now it's okay.”

Wang Meng couldn't explain clearly to the general in just a few words, so he could only walk up while resisting the man.

 Several captains were noisy excitedly, using Jian Gang and Wu Dao again...

It took Hong Lei a long time to figure out what happened.

The expression is a bit complicated.

 In fact, when he saw the seriously injured Dai Bing, he had already roughly guessed something.

 Just don't quite understand.

 He clearly asked Shen Yi to keep an eye on her.

How did the other party stare at people like this... Besides, there was also a man wearing a deacon's uniform who was tied together.

 The deacon of Qingfeng Mountain is not a good person.

 Even if you are on your own, it will be difficult to get a favor.

"General, what should we do with them?" Wang Meng put the people on the ground.

Hearing this, Zhao Kanglin said coldly: "It's a troubled time. We don't have to act according to the rules and waste manpower on guarding. This person almost killed his colleagues. Since he is a traitor, he will be killed together!"

Hong Lei frowned and glanced at him, then turned around and asked, "Has Shen Yi been injured?"

Wang Meng opened his mouth: "Um... probably not, Mr. Shen looks very relaxed."

 He recalled it carefully again, and then nodded affirmatively.

 “Nonsense!” Zhao Kanglin sneered.

How can it be as simple as these first-level warriors say with one against two?

Hong Lei was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked at the three cloud patterns on Dai Bing's sleeves. How many demons had to be killed and how many people had to be saved to save money.

Moreover, Shen Yi could injure the two of them like this, and he didn't even have to make up for it with another blow. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, tied them up and sent them to him. Maybe he had other intentions.

He sighed and said in a deep voice: "These people are about to be beaten to death, and you still have to look after them. Keep them. If you are lucky enough to survive, you can take them back to the Demon Suppression Division for disposal."

Hearing this, Dai Bing, who was dying on the ground with a gloomy expression, looked sideways at his senior brother and swallowed the sweet taste in his mouth.

The two of them looked at each other, with complicated expressions on their lips.

　　The escape route was obviously cut off by the young man's own hands. In the end, he was able to temporarily save his life, but he had to thank that person for being ruthless.

“If you are stubborn and just stick to breaking the rules, you will never achieve great success in your life.”

Zhao Kanglin looked contemptuous. It was said to be on guard, but Hong Lei really didn't move.

　　If you had known this, why would you have called this group of people over?

Seeing that they completely ignored his words, Zhao Kanglin snorted coldly: "Where's the surnamed Shen? Such a big thing happened, why didn't he come to report it?"

Wang Meng and the other captains had tolerated him for a long time, and subconsciously wanted to fight back.

They saw Shen Yi walking slowly down the short slope.

Looking at his expression, let alone hurt, he didn't even look like he had just done anything.

Taking this scene into his eyes, Zhao Kanglin's face twitched and fear flashed across his eyes... What the captains said was actually true.

Thinking of this, he turned his back silently.

Hong Lei smiled with emotion, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Shen, you have great skills."

What a young and talented person he is, which makes him, an old man, feel quite ashamed.

Shen Yi walked to his side, pondered for a moment, and reminded: "There should be action on the mountain." "Huh?"

Hong Lei raised his hands slightly and subconsciously replied: "It's just a deacon jumping over the wall in a hurry. Brother Shen doesn't need to be so cautious. General Chen..."

 Halfway through his words, a look of surprise flashed across his square face.

The deacon inside the door fled under the cover of night, indicating that he disagreed with the superiors. Elder Nu Jian was on the cliff, but he did not stop him.

If the entire Qingfeng Sect has become alienated from Germany.

 Does it mean that the old man in charge really wants to risk the disapproval of the world?

Qingfeng Mountain's apprentices, whether they are working together to resist the magic division of the town, or bow their heads to surrender the disciple, the pressure is on the top of the mountain.

 But if the people above want to protect people, the people below want to flee.

Thinking of this, Hong Lei gritted his teeth: "Thanks for the reminder!"

He grabbed the torch from the person next to him, walked to an open space, used his Jade Liquid Realm eyesight, and looked up at the top of the cliff.

Elder Nujian, who was sitting cross-legged, had stood up at some point.

 He took off the wooden hairpin from his head, and the sparse silver strands were scattered around his shoulders.

There was no emotion in a pair of cloudy eyes, but there was a strange anger in them, as if it was not an emotion, but some kind of foundation that he had deliberately accumulated.

 The old man looked down and his eyes fell on the deacon of Qingfeng Mountain.

 Looking at the disciples, there is still a trace of breath left.

He sighed slightly, the anger in his eyes was just a little short of being full, but it could never completely occupy his eyes.

“Didn't you say you hit him hard?” Hong Lei shouted to the side.

 “I... hurt him anyway.”

Zhao Kanglin is a little lacking in confidence. The aura of Elder Wrath Sword at this moment is three points sharper than when he was at his peak: "What's the rush? As long as he dares to come down, form a demon-suppressing formation and make sure he doesn't come back."

This person seems unreliable, but these words are not false.

The Demon-Suppressing Secretary Pianjiang has access to all kinds of superior martial arts and precious medicines. He is not afraid of the disciples of the upper sects, even the big sects like Qingfeng Sect, with various backgrounds, and is even quite competitive.

With two mid-level Jade Liquid Realm generals guarding this place, and with dozens of captains forming a formation to help, it would not be a surprise to capture an old and frail Elder Nu Jian.

What Hong Lei is worried about is... Judging by the look on the face of the old man Nujian, he is either going crazy and seeking death, or Guanjian Gorge, the most unsuitable place for escape, has become a breakout point for this group of sect disciples.

 “Shen Yi listens to orders.”

He turned around and took out the iron plate from his waist: "Take my word of mouth and in the name of the commander-in-chief of Guanjian Gorge, go and invite these eight generals to come over. Remember, be quick! Be careful!"

Shen Yi raised his eyes. This was the second time he was out on errands, and he only wanted to make suggestions. He would not be arrogant enough to think that his judgment would be more accurate than that of such a veteran.

The perfect cultivation level in the Yuye Realm is not weak, but in this situation, it cannot have the effect of being alone and can't be more useful than the eight generals put together.

He reached out to take the waist card, but was snatched away by another person in advance.

 Zhao Kanglin gritted his teeth: "I'm injured, let me go."

Hearing this, Shen Yi looked calm, but the group of Golden Eagle captains next to him gritted their teeth and looked away.

Hong Lei glared at this dude with hatred. He was the commander of the demon-suppressing formation. This thing was a tactic used by the inner camp, and he, the outer camp, didn't understand.

 “Go and come back quickly!”

 After saying that, he looked at Gao Ya again. Fortunately... the old man still needed some time to accumulate.

Shen Yi looked silently, but her eyes were not as relieved as Hong Lei's.

 Under his powerful eyes.

Behind Elder Nu Jian, far away from the high cliff, a group of disciples with weak breaths slowly approached the edge of the cliff. Some were in the first stage, and some even had not yet completed their mortal life.

 (End of this chapter)

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