The leader of the demon tribe turned his head and looked behind him, looking a little surprised.
Coming to this battlefield, it was the first time that he encountered a being that could not be killed by a single strike of the magic sword.
Watching the sword wielder leave, he continued to turn his head and look at the trading camp ahead.
There was a half-step Holy Spirit sitting there, so he didn't dare to fight in, but according to certain rules, the other party didn't dare to fight out either.
"how's it going?"
The demon leader suddenly said.
"We have surrounded several large teams and will soon annihilate them."
Behind him, one of the persons responsible for intelligence said.
The demon leader nodded, everything was going according to plan.
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly and he turned his head.
The sky suddenly opened, and a black magic knife appeared from the sky and flew in front of him.
Only the magic sword flew back, but the sword user did not come back.
The expressions of the other few people changed drastically after they saw only the magic knife flying back.
When this happens, there is only one explanation: the swordsman was killed.
Sword wielders are deliberately cultivated. Not only do they need to be recognized by the demon sword, but they also need to have a body that is not weaker than the powerful demon, so that they can refine a complete demon bone palm.
In this case, who can kill a sword user?
The demon leader frowned and said, "What happened?"
The person in charge of the communication immediately sent out a message of inquiry through demonic means.
The leader of the demon clan grabbed the magic sword, his face gradually darkened. When the magic sword came back, the scabbard was missing. Could it have fallen into the hands of the enemy?
The magic sword is very valuable, but the scabbard is equally important!
There is also the complete demon bone palm, which is no less precious than the demon sword.
"How can such a being exist among the Spiritual Tribe? However...if he is greedy for refining demon bones, he will definitely not be able to survive."
Thinking of this, the demon leader felt a little regretful.
He regretted that he could not fight against this kind of existence.
"Sir, someone did kill the swordsman!" After a moment, the man got the latest news.
"Who?" the demon leader asked.
The person behind him waved his sleeves, and a line of light and shadow appeared in front of him. There was a person standing in the light and shadow, it was Zi Chen.
The lightning on Zi Chen's body shone very brightly.
Seeing this strange figure, the leader of the Demon Clan had a strange look on his face and said, "Is he from the Thunder Clan?"
"The power used is the power of thunder, it seems to come from the Thunder Clan!" said the person behind him.
"Thunder Clan is not in the area where Thunder Territory is, so what are you doing here?"
The demon leader frowned, "Could it be that he is also after that thing? What is his name, and is he dead now?"
The person behind shook his head and said: "I don't know. I only received this news, and there will be no other news after that."
"Who led that team?"
"Dragon!"
The leader of the demon clan nodded. The demon dragon is his general. Although his combat power is not as good as that of a swordsman, he is also extraordinary in his own right.
He refined a demon dragon with the bloodline of the ancient demonic dragon. Once a little bit of the power of the demonic dragon's bloodline is stimulated, its combat power will be very tyrannical.
He waited patiently for the news to come back.
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After using the complete demon bone, Zi Chen slashed out with one strike.
In the sky, a streak of sword light was drawn.
The sword flashed forward, heading straight towards the demonic dragon.
The demon dragon's expression changed drastically, and the demonic aura was swirling around its body, and it once again manifested the huge body of the demon dragon.
The demonic dragon opened its mouth and roared loudly.
The sword light is approaching.
With a pop, the huge body of the Demonic Spirit Dragon was cut open from it!
The demon dragon was split into two, and the body of the demon dragon in the middle was also cut open.
At the same time, Zi Chen's points jumped again, this time to two thousand points.
After one strike, the demon dragon died. Zi Chen glanced around and shouted: "Kill!"
As the words fell, the stone knife in his hand turned into a flying knife again and flew forward.
At the same time, he used Thunder Flash and arrived in front of an upper-level demon.
Make a fist and punch out.
The whole hand bone was stimulated by him, and he punched out.
There was a roar.
The upper-level demon flew upside down, his breath immediately extinguished, and Zi Chen's points increased by one thousand.
In the sky, there are regular falls, purifying the corpses on the ground.
On the other side, Froud motioned for everyone to disperse, forming a siege and killing these demons.
Naturally, Zi Chen has to deal with the demons in the upper realm. They kill those in the lower and middle realms, and occasionally pick one or two in the upper realm to kill.
Zi Chen in front of him felt like he was entering an uninhabited land. Wherever he passed, one high-level demon clan died one after another.
Refining the demon bone is like adding wings to a tiger.
At the same time, the flying knives were still assisting, so no one could escape.
After the death of the demon dragon, the battle did not last too long and was declared over.
Zi Chen's points rose again and again, crossing the 30,000 mark and approaching 40,000. This time he killed dozens of upper-level demons by himself.
The gains made by Froude and others are not small.
At the same time, Tianfeng and Netherworld also gained a lot of points.
After the battle, Netherworld was responsible for collecting their trophies, and no other demon bones were found during the process.
Flood stepped forward and cupped his fists at Zi Chen, "Thank you, sir, for saving me."
Zi Chen said: "We are all acquaintances, there is no need to be so polite, just call me Zi Chen."
The original Froud felt that his combat power should not be much weaker than Zi Chen's, and both of them were supervisors, so calling each other by name had nothing to do with him.
But today, after seeing Zi Chen's power with his own eyes, Froud gave up this idea and respectfully called Zi Chen "sir."
Because Zi Chen now only needs one knife to kill him.
Looking at the reserved Froud, Zi Chen asked doubtfully: "Why are you here? How come you are surrounded?"
Froude sighed and said: "We heard the summons from Meng Territory, and then led the team to the camp. Who knew that we met the demon team just halfway there. We had already sent out a distress signal...
"
Speaking of this, Froud looked at Zi Chen.
Zi Chen shook his head, expressing his ignorance.
"Maybe it was delayed."
Flood sighed again. Although he said this, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. If he hadn't met Zi Chen this time, their team would have been completely destroyed.
Even if something big happened to Meng Yu, they should not give up on their team.
"Let's go, let's go to Meng Yu's camp first. By the way, why didn't I hear the summons?"
"Maybe there are too few people under your leadership, so we can't hear the words from Mengyu through the token."
After that, Zi Chen led the team straight to the camp where Meng Yu was.
We met another team on the way, but by the time they arrived, this team had suffered losses of up to 60%, and the remaining people were all injured.
Zi Chen and his team took action and killed all the demons in a short time.
As for the demon leader, he was beheaded with a single sword.
After rescuing several teams along the way, Zi Chen and his party finally arrived outside Meng Yu's camp.
But what awaits them is not an open door to greet them.