With the joint efforts of Immortal and Zihuang, the real demon was crushed to death. The sky within a few miles was filled with flames, and even the wind whistling by was boiling hot. Zihuang's golden feathered emblem was gorgeous and brilliant, with scorching flames burning all over her body. She burned wherever she flew, and the mountains below had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The twelve members of the Demon Hunting Team, including Han Yun and others, are 15 people, fifteen to eight, and the number is nearly twice as high. Moreover, the members of the Demon Hunting Team have the cultivation level of the Earth Fairyland, so they steadily gained the upper hand, and the situation is one-sided. However, the eight-headed Voldemort is not a vegetarian, and they are extremely brave and fierce, and everyone can't deal with them for a while.

Jian Yue and Ming Feng had the worst cultivation level, only in the late stage of the Mahayana. They also knew it themselves, but followed Han Yun to assist with long-range attacks. Han Yun held a long spear, and Liuyun's sword-like guns were endless, with a lot of gun shadows. One person forced Voldemorts to stop. Bao Chundai was secretly shocked, and even more determined that Han Yun did not do his best when he fought with him that day.

Voldemort was stabbed by Han Yun in many places on both sides, and was so angry that he screamed repeatedly. At the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed a magic pill to bombard Han Yun.

"Young Master, be careful!" Jian Yue and Ming Feng's flying swords were shot with all their strength.

Dangdang~

The two flying swords cried out in a tragic sound, and the light quickly dimmed, and it was instantly smashed into two pieces. Jian Yue Mingfeng felt as if he was hit hard in an instant. His body shook for a moment, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering a serious internal injury. Han Yun did not say a word, and took advantage of the two Voldemort inner pills that had not been recovered. The rotten iron spear pierced into the throat of one of the heads as lightning, and kicked out with his feet in succession.

Bang ~

The other Voldemort was kicked backwards by Han Yun's full force. Before he could react, Han Yun had already shaken his spear and threw Voldemort on the tip of the spear with all his strength, shouting: "Go!"

The big blood hole in Voldemort's throat was gurgling with dark red and blue blood. His limbs were still subconsciously waving, colliding with the kicked Voldemort. Han Yun held a gun in his hands and rushed to him like a shadow, as if he had suddenly changed his body, and a terrible sharp aura was emitted, and a thunderous shout was heard: "Kill!"

Puff~chi~

A sharp blade that made people sore teeth into the flesh, and the bones burst into pieces. The spear in Han Yun's hand actually penetrated the two Voldemorts, and blood was flowing in the tip of the spear. Voldemorts struggled in pain for a while and then there was no sound, looking at how dead they could no longer die. Han Yun pulled hard and kicked forward with his right foot. Two huge demon corpses that were nearly meter tall fell into the sea of ​​fire below. Two magic pills that had not yet been taken back were taken into his bag by Han Yun.

All this happened in the flash of lightning. Han Yun almost burst out suddenly, killing two Voldemorts in one breath, and shocking everyone. The battlefield, which was originally fighting indistinguishable, suddenly became quiet. The six Voldemorts looked at the human man standing with a gun not far away with a look of fear, and the mighty human being was obviously shocked by Han Yun's momentum of two demons with one shot.

The real demon was fighting against Immortal and Zihuang, and roared and talked, turning into a ball of black gas and quickly escaped. The remaining six Voldemorts roared in unison, and then turned into black smoke and ran away in all directions.

"Damn it, I want to escape!" Bao Chundai then realized and took the lead in chasing him. The team members used magic weapons to chase him hard. Zihuang and Bumi naturally refused to let go of the real demon, and they spread their speed and chased him reluctantly. Bumi showed his true body. The two flaming fire birds were fierce, dragging out two gorgeous fire belts in the sky.

Han Yun stood in the void with one hand, panting. Jianyue and Mingfeng rushed forward to support Han Yun and asked with concern: "Young Master is injured?"

Han Yun shook his head and said, "It's okay to take a break!"

Just now, Han Yun felt that the immortal power in his body was sucked by the rotten iron spear in his hand, and he seemed to have turned into a gun. This feeling had happened when he broke through the ice layer in the Ten Vein Jue Flame Cave, but this time it was not as strong as last time. Han Yun looked at the spear in his hand, and it was still the same, dark and rusty, without any specialness.

"Young Master, go to the place to find a place below to rest for a while!" Jian Yue said with concern when he saw Han Yun's eyes were dazed.

Han Yun nodded, found a mountain without fire to land and rest. Jianyue and Mingfeng stood by with all their duties.

After half an hour, Bao Chundai and others returned one after another, one after another, one after another, and one after another, Han Yun rested for half an hour and had recovered. Seeing that the twelve members of the Demon Hunting Team had all returned, he couldn't help but ask: "Old Bao, what's going on?"

Bao Chunda was now completely convinced by Han Yun. The other team members looked at Han Yun with a hint of awe. Even Xiao Wu's female yaksha was no exception. Her gaze was bright, which made Han Yun very uncomfortable.

"Haha, this time the record is brilliant, only three of them ran away, and the rest are destroyed!" Bao Chundai said with a smile, and two big white teeth exploded, which was particularly obvious.

At this time, the guy Tu Xingsun flew up from the bottom of the mountain, holding two small horns with flesh and blood in his hand, and said, "I found it, but fortunately it was not burned!"

"Sunzi, what do you want the demon clan's unicorn for?" Han Yun asked in confusion.

The mother Yasha said first: "Young Master Yun doesn't know anything. Every time our demon hunting team goes out to hunt, they will bring back the horns of the demons they hunt. One horn will reward 10,000 spirit stones, and each team member will add ten points!"

Han Yun couldn't help but suddenly said, "It turns out that taking the magic horns is a proof of credit. What's the use of this point?"

Jianyue smiled and said, "Points can be used to exchange for required items, magic weapons and equipment, etc., and the number of points is the standard for promotion!"

Han Yun nodded and said, "This method is good. It's entirely based on military merits to promote. How many points will the leader of the Demon Hunting Team get?"

The mother Yasha hurriedly said first: "One thousand points can be promoted to the team leader, and one point will be required for the control!"

Everyone showed strange smiles on their faces. Han Yun was uncomfortable being stared at by Xiao Wu's gaze, and said a little embarrassedly: "Wouldn't Liu Shousu kill at least a thousand Voldemorts? It's too exaggerating!"

Ming Feng laughed out loud: "Young Master, there are many ways to add points, and a commander has ten demon hunting teams. The contribution of the demon hunting team is naturally the result of the commander. The higher the position, the faster the extra points!"

The female Yasha was very unhappy and was stolen by Mingfeng. She curled her lips and said, "My girl is only half right. It's not that the high position points come faster, the higher the points, and the responsibility they have to be taken. If something goes wrong, the points will be deducted. If it doesn't work out, it will be deducted in a short time!"

Ming Feng's face turned red. He wanted to refute but couldn't find a reason. The mother Yasha proudly threw Han Yun's eyes and said diligently: "Young Master Yun has anything you don't understand, just ask them!"

Han Yun was relieved and yelled: "This... you should call yourself a little better!"

The people around him burst into laughter, and Tu Xingsun joked: "Miss Xiao Wu is sick again. Tsk tsk, just like you, I'd better save money. Even I don't look down on you!"

The female Yasha raised her eyebrows, put her hands on her hips, and her chest was swinging fiercely, cursing: "Sun Desheng - is itchy? Believe it or not, I've cut your little toothpick!"

Everyone burst into laughter again, Han Yun was sweating profusely, Jian Yue and Ming Feng both spit out with a slightly red face.

At this moment, two groups of fires from afar rushed towards this side in an electric manner, and soon approached. It was Zihuang and Immortal. Han Yun hurriedly stood up and greeted him and asked, "Brother, how are you?"

Immortal smiled boldly and threw a yellow magic pill over. Everyone couldn't help but be shocked. The real demon seemed to have been destroyed by this great man. This guy rarely talked behind Han Yun. It turns out that he was a real person who didn't show his appearance, and he didn't show his appearance, but he didn't show his appearance!

"What kind of spirit beast is this? Tsk tsk, I haven't seen it before!" The team members whispered around Zihuang's head and said to each other. Zihuang's appearance was so gorgeous and sexy, no wonder they had their eyes shining.

Zihuang put away the flames on her body, whistled proudly, walked towards her with elegant steps, pecked Han Yun's clothes, and her eyes were vividly blinked and turned around and flew away. Han Yun was stunned for a moment, and followed in confusion.

Jianyue and Mingfeng also wanted to go with him, but Han Yun turned around and asked everyone to wait.

Zihuang led Han Yun down to the burning mountains. Han Yun couldn't help but wonder: "Has this foodie discovered something good?"

When he arrived at the dense forest where the eight-headed demons were hiding, Zihuang turned her head and screamed twice before piercing her head. Han Yun frowned and descended with a fire. In the thick smoke and fire, he vaguely saw a small cave, and Zihuang stood by the cave. Han Yun used his fairy power to drill in carefully, and his spiritual sense scanned it inside.

There was a person lying in the cave, with a delicate body and graceful and protruding body. He should be a woman. The woman was disheveled and her hair was scattered, her face was hard to see clearly, her lower abdomen was covered in blood, and her plump breasts were slightly undulating, and she was obviously still alive.

"Girl... Fellow Taoist..." Han Yun called out a few times in a row but the man did not respond.

Han Yun hesitated for a moment and wanted to pick him up, but his hands had just touched the other person's waist. The woman sat up suddenly, stretched out her right hand and grabbed Han Yun's throat. The speed was extremely fast, and Han Yun had no room for resistance.

Han Yun was shocked, his neck had been pinched by the other party. Fortunately, the other party seemed to be at the end of his strength, and his hands were very weak. Han Yun was about to use his power to shake it away, but his face showed off his messy hair. Han Yun was shocked and blurted out: "Ling Jing——!"

The woman was obviously stunned for a moment, and she fainted when she rolled her eyes back, and her hand that was pinching Han Yun's neck also loosened.

Han Yun was a little scared and carefully pulled away the hair that blocked the woman's face. His eyes gradually became weird. After a while, he leaned over and picked up the woman and quickly left the cave.

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