"So the current situation is to assign personnel to ambush them when they enter and seize the initiative."

As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking.

Everyone on the field frowned and remained silent. This time, Muzan's formation made them feel unprecedented pressure.

In the east is the most powerful Upper Rank, Kokushibo, in the west is the Upper Rank Three Akaza, in the north is the Upper Rank Nidoma, in the south are the Upper Ranks Riku Gitarou and Daki, and the Lower Ranks accompanying them.

As well as countless evil spirits of unknown strength, this made them feel unsure for a moment.

"Don't worry, I will take care of Kokushibo and Douma. You just need to take care of the others. I promise they won't come to bother you."

Seeing the distressed expressions on everyone's faces, Yang Jian immediately gave them a guarantee. Then he looked at the rock pillar and hesitated for a moment before suggesting:

"Rock Pillar, please wait for now. Don't go out unless it's an emergency. If you fight too hard and the markings appear, it will be troublesome."

Yang Jian did not give Yan Zhu a chance to speak, and said in a strong tone:

"Don't worry, I'm here with you. You just need to keep an eye on the other people's movements. If something unexpected happens, you can go out - so, just stay still and don't move around at your age."

Although the Rock Pillar is very powerful, he is just over 25 years old. Yang Jian has no intention of sending him out unless it is extremely urgent. Moreover, the decisive battle has not even begun, and they are about to lose a general, which is a situation he absolutely does not want to see.

Ganlu Temple Mitsuri followed up on Yang Jian's words and began to second his words:

"Yes, Lord Rock Pillar, please wait for now. Please trust us."

Then, at the request of everyone, the Rock Pillar sighed:

"In that case, I will listen to Ming Zhu. I will keep an eye on your movements and take action when necessary. Please rest assured and leave everything to me."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Rock Pillar agreed.

After stabilizing the rock pillar, Yang Jian clapped his hands and drew their attention back:

"In that case, let's arrange the personnel layout."

"First, the Flame Pillar, the Water Pillar, and the Mist Pillar, you go to the west. Akaza is the fighting demon. He is a martial artist who fights with bare hands. He has extremely strong bare-handed combat abilities, as well as his blood demon arts..."

"The remaining pillars, all head to the south, in order to kill all the evil spirits there as soon as possible. After that, split into two groups, one group to support the Flame Pillar and his men, and the other group to support the other lower-level members of the Demon Slayer Corps. The Upper Six must cut off the heads of the two brothers and sisters at the same time to kill them, and their blood demon arts are respectively......"

Ten minutes later…

"Okay, without further ado, you should set off now. Remember what I just said, and always stay vigilant."

“Yes…yes…yes!”

As everyone walked out of the room, Yang Jian glanced at Yan Zhu and saw that he had also disappeared into the house without making any movement.

Due to the geographical location of the Swordsmith Village, the east side is the main gate, and a long road runs through a rolling mountain range in the north, with forests on both sides.

It can be said that it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, especially the mountains at the back, which is a good escape spot.

Being surrounded on all sides like now is extremely difficult. Obviously, this had been taken into consideration at the beginning. However, with the collective deployment of ghosts, if they were not discovered in advance, the Swordsmith Village would be destroyed tonight under this situation.

Fortunately, this situation is basically impossible to happen.

At this time, Douma was walking leisurely towards the village. Thanks to Mingnu's assistance, the information could be transmitted to the evil spirits in all directions without delay.

After receiving notification of Kokushibo's attack, he also began to act.

And in the dense jungle around him, countless sparse noises were heard, obviously those low-level evil spirits were moving around quickly.

Just as Douma was walking at his leisurely pace, a smell of blood suddenly came in front of him.

His nose twitched as if he was enjoying it.

Suddenly Douma was stunned for a moment and stopped in an instant. He began to realize that there was something wrong with the smell of blood. They had just received intelligence about the attack and had just set off for less than a minute.

There were no human screams heard around, and those low-level ghosts might not have entered the village yet. They would not kill silently like killers.

Moreover, this bloody smell is also filled with the special breath of evil spirits.

'Someone is killing people!'

Realizing this, Douma observed the movements of the evil spirits around him with great interest. He wanted to see who was lurking in this village. From the intelligence, he knew that this village was basically filled with some small fry from the Demon Slayer Corps, and there were no pillars guarding it. Obviously, there was some unexpected change in the intelligence.

After waiting for a while, Douma's playful smile turned into an expressionless one, because in just one minute, the hundreds of evil spirits he brought with him had all stopped moving, and only the strong and nauseating smell of blood was left in the air.

These hundreds of evil ghosts all died without even making a wave.

This immediately reminded Douma of the human from four years ago. Only that human could achieve such a level.

"Oh my, the weather is so nice tonight, and the moon is so round!"

In the dark woods, Yang Jian walked out slowly at this time. He put one hand on his forehead and looked up at the sky. He seemed to have been in the dark for too long and was a little uncomfortable with the moonlight. His magnetic voice sounded like he was saying hello to Douma.

Douma looked at Yang Jian, whose face was stained with blood, and couldn't help but think that he was unlucky.

"Don't you think so, Douma... Your Excellency..."

The long-drawn words "Your Excellency" made Douma's eyes become serious, as if he was afraid that Yang Jian would suddenly attack.

"Why don't you speak?"

Yang Jian's gentle question sounded behind Douma at this time.

"It's like this again. He appears behind me again!"

At this moment, Douma felt as if he had returned to four years ago. He was out of his sight in an instant and was at the same distance as if he was breathing next to his ear. This made him feel as if some emotion was rapidly awakening in his heart.

shuh...

Douma opened the iron fan in his hand and launched the first attack, swinging it behind him.

boom……

One hand tightly grasped Douma's attacking arm, and the next moment, Yang Jian's other hand grabbed Douma's neck without any hesitation. The huge force exploded instantly, and after spinning Douma in the air, he threw Douma directly to the east in a parabolic posture.

In an instant, Douma's figure flew backwards in the air at an extremely fast speed. The huge force left him unable to resist at all, and he could only fly farther and farther.

The next moment after Douma flew out, Yang Jian smiled faintly, and then disappeared on the spot.

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