Peach Fortune Ring

"Great, how many Martial Saints came from the other side this time?"

The eyes of the six martial saints lit up.

"The target of our assassination this time is not the Martial Saint!" Song Yan said.

"Ah, it's not Martial Saint!"

Everyone was a little disappointed.

Ignoring the change in their mentality, Song Yan continued: "[-] troops have been added to the other side of the Blood River. In the next period of time, there should be more troops from the Great Bull Demon Race!"

As the commander of the [-] patrolling army, Li Feng was extremely sensitive to this aspect, and blurted out: "Could it be that Dishayu wants to promote a large-scale war?"

"It shouldn't be wrong!" Song Yan nodded.

"No, I have to report this news to the commander in chief!"

While speaking, Li Feng was about to walk outside.

"Brother Li, don't worry, it will take at least half a month for Di Shayu to gather all the troops, so don't rush to report to the commander!" Song Yan reminded.

Hearing this, Li Feng couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Commander, I was too anxious!"

"fine!"

Song Yan waved his hand and glanced at everyone: "Although there is no Martial Saint, we will get a lot of credit for assassinating some great masters of the Vigorous Bull Demon Race!"

"Not bad!"

Song Yan's disappointment was mobilized again.

Soon, everyone reached an agreement on the plan to assassinate the head of the Great Bull Demon Clan.

So, Song Yan led them directly to the other side of the blood river.

Except for the [-]-person camp that was almost crippled by Song Yan and the others, there were six Great Master-level Vigorous Bull Demons in the other five [-]-person camps.

Song Yan's deep voice sounded: "Wait a minute, I will send you to the five barracks respectively, and then you will lurk temporarily and wait for my order before you act!"

"it is good!"

All six nodded in understanding.

Then, Song Yan sent the six people to five military camps respectively, and pointed out to them the camps of Commander Wan and ten Commanders Thousand.

The last person he sent was Li Feng.

Then he directly said to Li Feng: "Brother Li, after ten breaths, do it!"

As soon as the words fell, he moved to another ten-thousand-thousand camp and told Tu Shixiong, let him do it with nine breaths.

Then, he moved three more times to inform them of the different time to do it.

Finally, after ten breaths based on Li Feng, the six martial saints rushed out from the shadows at the same time.

[Author's digression]: Second update

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Chapter 7 Dare to Give Me Ten More Martial Saints?

In a Ten Thousand Commander's camp, a Ten Thousand Commander was drinking and eating meat.

Just then, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Who……!"

His voice came abruptly, because a sword had pierced through his forehead.

With a wave of his hand, Li Feng put the body of the commander in chief into the spirit ring of storage, and then rushed to the second tent as instructed by Song Yan, which was the tent of a commander in chief.

Wu Sheng is extremely fast.

In a short breath, he broke into the commander's tent from the tent of the commander in chief.

"Die!"

The long sword swung out, and the commander's head flew into the air, and was then collected by Li Feng into the spirit ring of storage.

The assassination of the other five people also went very smoothly.

Song Jiuhe had the highest cultivation level and the fastest speed among the six, so when Li Feng killed two of them, he had already killed a ten thousand commander and three thousand commanders.

The night was black as ink.

The killing was going on silently.

Fifteen breaths passed in a blink of an eye. Song Yan, who was secretly observing the scene, found that the six martial saints had completed their tasks and killed the ten thousand commanders and all the thousand commanders of the five barracks.

But the killing didn't stop.

After they slaughtered the commander, they began to attack ordinary bull demon soldiers.

Every time a soldier of the Vigorous Bull Demon Race dies, one less soldier of the race will die.

Finally, after half an hour, Tu Shixiong, who was secretly killing, was found.

A large number of Vigorous Bull Demon soldiers rushed out of the camp and killed him.

"Well done, devil boys!"

Tu Shixiong burst into a drink, throwing out his fists in a row.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two torrents spurted out from his fist, and more than 300 strong bull demon soldiers were involved in it, strangled and smashed to pieces.

"How cruel!"

Seeing this scene, Song Yan praised secretly.

Even though his figure was exposed, Tu Shixiong became more and more unscrupulous, striding forward, punching out with both fists continuously, each punch could at least kill dozens of Vigorous Bull Demons.

In less than a minute, thousands of strong bull demons died under his fist.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan could only feel his blood boil, and the killing song couldn't help but appear in his mind:

A man should kill, and kill without mercy.