Begin immortality by slaying demons

The captains resisted the two men and walked up the short slope.

With such a big movement, the generals were probably rushing over, but it ended too quickly... it was so fast that it made people feel confused.

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."

It was really difficult for Wang Meng to explain clearly to the general in a few words, so he could only walk up while resisting the people.

Several school lieutenants were noisy excitedly, again with Jian Gang, and again with Wu Dao...

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

His expression was a little complicated.

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

I just don’t quite understand.

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

How could 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 facing each other, it will be difficult to get a favor.

"General, what should we do with them?" Wang Meng put them 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 supervision. 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 and then nodded affirmatively.

"Nonsense!" Zhao Kanglin sneered.

How could one versus two be as simple as these first-level warriors made it sound?

Hong Lei was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked at the three cloud patterns on Dai Bing's cuffs. 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 one more blow. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, tied them up and sent them to her. Maybe he had other intentions.

He sighed and said in a deep voice: "These people are about to be beaten to death, and they still have nothing to look after. Let's keep them. If they are lucky enough to survive, they will be taken back to the Demon Suppression Department 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.

It was clear that the young man had cut off his escape route with his own hands. In the end, he was able to temporarily save his life, but he had to thank that person for being so ruthless.

"If you are stubborn and just break 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 I had known this, why would I have called this group of people over?

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

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

But he saw Shen Yi walking slowly down the short slope.

Judging from his expression, let alone being injured, 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, what a skill."

He is such a young and talented person, which makes this old man feel quite ashamed.

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

"Um?"

Hong Lei's hand movements were slightly stagnant, and he 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 took advantage of the night to escape, 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 morality.

Could it be that the boss really wants to risk the disapproval of the world?

The disciples up and down Qingfeng Mountain, whether they are working together to resist the Demon Suppressor, or they are bowing their heads and handing over 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 escape.

I, a group of people who were originally responsible for guarding the gorge road, would have to face the counterattack of most of the disciples of the mountain sect.

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 all his Jade Liquid Realm eyesight, and looked up at the top of the cliff.

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

He took off the wooden hairpin from his head, and the sparse silver threads 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.

Seeing that the disciples still have a breath left.

He sighed slightly, the anger in his eyes was just a little short of being full, but it still couldn't completely occupy his eyes.

"Didn't you say you severely injured him?" Hong Lei shouted to the side.

"I... hurt him anyway."

Zhao Kanglin was a little lacking in confidence. The aura of Elder Nu Sword at this moment was three points sharper than when he was at his peak: "What's the rush? As long as he dares to come down, we can 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 Division General has access to all kinds of superior martial arts and precious medicines. He is not at all afraid of the disciples of the sects, even the big sect like Qingfeng Sect, and is even quite competitive with them.

With two generals in the middle stage of the Jade Liquid Realm guarding this place, and with dozens of school captains forming a formation to help, it would not be a surprise to capture an old and frail elder of the Furious Sword.

What Hong Lei is worried about is... Judging by the look on the face of the old man Nu Jian, either he is 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 obeys the order."

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. He just wanted to give advice. He would not be arrogant enough to think that his judgment would be more accurate than 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 able to fix the world alone, nor can it 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 the playboy with hatred. He was the commander of the demon-suppressing formation. This thing was the inner camp's bottom line, and he, the outside camp, didn't understand.

"Go back quickly!"

After 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 aura slowly approached the edge of the cliff. Some were in the first stage, and some even had not yet completed their mortal life.