At the same time, Jin Buhuan captured an important message from Qingdeng's words.

He only mentioned the word "demon" and never mentioned the Demon Camp to Qingdeng.

How did Qingdeng know that the Demon Camp appears outside Qinghe Town?

Thinking carefully, when I looked at the green lamp again, a chill suddenly appeared in Jin Buhuan's gaze.

He really wanted to ask Qingdeng clearly.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid to know the answer.

However, compared to the killing that is about to be shown above Qinghe Town, Jin Buhuan and Zhang Chaosheng are more willing to stay in this small winery.

......

In the sky, the true energy that was brought about when the spirit-slaughtering drum sounded undoubtedly made Ding Xu truly begin to believe in Qi Jin Buhuan’s previous advice.

Before Ding Xu could fall into deep thought, a sound came from the direction of the Demon Camp.

"Hold the knife!"

"Swish!"

Three hundred ghost-headed swords with cold light were unsheathed at the same time and stood in front of the three hundred death row prisoners in the Demon Camp.

"kill!"

With the issuance of Chen Jiugong's order, the twelve martial arts sects were not given any chance to react.

The iron hooves of the disaster beast Drought Kui thundered again, and the demon camp rushed towards the 40,000 disciples of the twelve martial arts sects.

It is as calm as the mountains, unshakable as the mountains; it is always trembling and unstoppable.

When the killing officially appeared, the vast 40,000 elite disciples were shocked by the murderous intent displayed by the demon camp.

How many people do you have to kill to have such a terrifying and strong murderous intent?

The killing methods of the Demon Camp are very direct and quick.

Before many people could react, hundreds of heads had been cut off by the ghost-headed sword and separated from their bodies.

Bodies that lost their heads fell from the sky one after another. If you don’t look closely, it will be a different view.

When people in the Demon Camp say they kill, they will kill without any delay.

Ding Xu didn't even bother to think about whether what Jin Buhuan said before was true or false.

Immediately command the disciples of the twelve martial arts sects to face the enemy.

If the Demon Camp had not been extremely fast, the best and most effective method would be to condense a sword net and kill the enemy with the power of 40,000 disciples.

Obviously, this method is no longer useful when facing the Demon Camp.

Now the best way is to work together and kill it.

......

As time goes by, the power of the Demon Camp gradually becomes apparent.

Faced with the killing of the Demon Camp, none of the 40,000 elite disciples of the twelve martial arts sects could withstand the slash of the quick knife in the hands of the Demon Camp.

Fresh lives are like ripe rice, and are constantly harvested by sharp sickles.

This is not a war at all, but a unilateral killing.

The only ones who endured the killing were disciples of the twelve martial arts sects.

Sadly, the advantage of numbers not only did not bring any benefits to the disciples of the twelve martial arts sects, but instead obscured the eyes of most people.

When the killing is in an orderly manner, for most disciples.

It is difficult for them to see the terrifying means displayed by the Demon Camp.

Anyone who can see it, without exception, has become a corpse with his head cut off.

In the wine shop, through the view of the window in front of Ao Bei, Jin Buhuan and others could clearly see the bodies falling from the sky.

From a distance, it looks like dripping raindrops.

It's so dense that it's creepy.

At this time, Jin Buhuan observed Qingdeng's expression with his afterlight.

I found that Qingdeng was just watching everything in front of me quietly, and had no intention of stopping it.

There was also the boy standing in front of the window who was always very calm about what happened outside the window, and there was no change in color.

The two of them reacted beyond ordinary people, which made Jin Buhuan fall into contemplation.

......

"Sect Master Ding, there was no fluctuation in the Yuanli power when these people took action, but after the disciples of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects approached, their vitality in their bodies melted quickly as if they were swallowed."

"I suspect that there is something wrong with the strange beast under their seat."

"It's better to let the disciples of each sect return, and Lao Jiu and Brother Zhuo personally take action to deal with these people."

"So as to avoid the damage caused by all sects!"

The one who spoke was Zhao Ji from the Xiyan Sword Sect.

After hearing Zhao Ji's opinion, Ding Xu nodded and said, "Then it will be a blessing for the old master Zhao and the old master Zhuo."

In Qinghe Town, Ding Xu couldn't figure out how powerful Zhao Ji and Zhuo Butong's strength were.

After all, these two old sect leaders have not shown up for hundreds of years.

But seeing Zhao Ji speak so lightly, I think Zhao Ji must have his own confidence.

Thinking of this, Ding Xu gradually calmed down a lot because of the uneasiness brought by Jin Buhuan and the Demon Camp.

Seeing Zhao Ji and Zhuo Butong's firm posture again, Ding Xu immediately mocked himself for being too worried.

With only three hundred people, can it be really awesome?

As for what Jin Buhuan said before, Ding Xu took it as an exaggeration.

If the Demon Camp was really so terrifying, how did the two of them escape from the Bohai Sea alive?

At this time, Ding Xu began to doubt the real purpose of Qi Jin Budian appearing in the southern region.

Could this so-called demon camp in front of you be brought by Jin Buhuan?

After all, Jin Buhuan had just appeared in Qinghe Town, and the demon camp appeared.

How could such a coincidence happen?

"Wow!"

Zhao Ji and Zhuo Butong took action at the same time, and the powerful airflow directly swept away the disciples of the twelve martial arts sects.

The area centered on the Demon Camp instantly left a blank space.

Two huge sounds, one in front and one behind, were like waves rolling towards the demon camp.

"The world has faded and the color of red color is revealed, and the world has never been washed away for thousands of years."

"Come on the sword!"

......

"If someone is mourning, if there is a soul, if there is a compassion."

"Thousands of realms connect to the underworld, and the Yin Emperor shows his holy."

"It's more than killing!"

......

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, the figures of Zhao Ji and Zhuo Butong turned into two great shadows, blocking tens of thousands of disciples of the twelve martial arts sects.

It was like an insurmountable gully, which made the disciples of the twelve martial arts sects feel excited in addition to being at peace and calm.

Two such powerful figures actually came from the Twelve Martial Arts Sects. How could the disciples of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects not be excited?

Even Ding Xu did not expect that these two old sect leaders who had lived in seclusion for hundreds of years could exude such powerful power.

With such strength, I am afraid that it has crossed the twelve realms of martial arts and has truly entered the third realm of destiny.

If this is true, Yin Wanren, the leader of the Dayu Tianzong, is probably not the opponent of the two old sect leaders in front of him.

The strength shown by Zhao Ji and Zhuo Butong is both a great blessing for Ding Xu and an unfortunate fortune for the twelve martial arts sects and a misfortune for the Dayu Tianzong.

Because these two people are likely to bring the reputation of the twelve martial arts sects to a new level.

At the same time, it will break the situation where the twelve martial arts sects are headed by the Dayu Tianzong.

Ding Xu at this moment can be said to be truly mixed.
Chapter completed!