Chapter 700 Playing with Them

On the blood river battlefield.

In a tent, Xuanyuan Lingtian was listening to the report from his eyeliner in Blood River City.

After listening to the report, he waved his eyeliner away, but his face showed doubts. During this time, he has been wandering around the battlefield with the second special patrol team.

But the Vigorous Bull Demons didn't give him a chance to earn points, and none of them smuggled over here, which made him very depressed.

What made him even more depressed was that he drank Fenghan dry food on the battlefield, while Huang Liang, his opponent, was at ease in the city. Did he think that he could win against me?

But that guy's points are more than two thousand higher than him.

"No, we can't go on like this, we must find a way to surpass his points!"

He felt extremely distressed just looking at the rushing river of blood.

He really couldn't think of a way, so he simply recruited his four confidants.

After some discussion, one of his confidantes proposed that he could get some birds and spirit beasts, and then go to the other side of the blood river to attack the patrolling soldiers of the Bull Demon Clan.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Lingtian couldn't help but his eyes lit up, this might not be a solution.

So, he decided to send that confidant back to Shengwu Academy, trying to find a way to get some birds and spirit beasts over.

In the middle of the night, not long after Song Yan returned to the garrison courtyard from the restaurant, Yin Zhengyang knocked on the door and walked in.

"Junior Brother Huang, when will we be able to fight?"

"What? Can't wait?" Song Yan asked with a smile.

Yin Zhengyang said: "That's right, it's mainly the other soldiers. They've almost spent all their money, and they all want to fight to earn money!"

Song Yan thought for a while, looked at Yin Zhengyang and said, "Senior Brother Yin, let me tell you the truth, even if you go to the battlefield, it's useless, there is no Vigorous Bull Demon smuggling here."

"Why?" Yin Zhengyang asked puzzled.

Song Yan explained: "Because on the other side of the blood river, the head of the ten-thousand-man battalion of bull demons has been assassinated three times, and the entire camp of bull demons is in chaos, so there won't be any strong bull demons coming over in the near future!"

"How do you know?" Yin Zhengyang was surprised.

Anyway, the words have come to this point, Song Yan did not continue to hide: "The first two were killed by me, and the third was killed by a senior martial artist!"

Yin Zhengyang's face was full of shock: "You killed it? The head of a powerful bull demon is at least at the level of a grand master. Can you kill him?"

Song Yan smiled and said nothing. If he didn't use space stagnation, he should be able to kill a grand master in the early stage, and his combat power is equivalent to that of the middle stage grand master. If he wants to fight against the late stage grand master, it will be somewhat insufficient, but using space stagnation, But he can kill several late master masters at the same time.

"You really killed it?"

Song Yan finally nodded.

Yin Zhengyang's expression is a bit complicated, he and Song Yan are from the same school, but now, the gap between him and Song Yan is getting bigger and bigger, especially now, hearing that he can even assassinate the head of the Great Bull Demon Clan, makes him even more He felt that he could only look up to this junior brother.

Song Yan could feel the change of Yin Zhengyang's mentality, shook his head secretly, and said: "You can talk about this matter with other people, but don't spread it to the outside world. Also, you can tell everyone that there will be a big battle in a short time. Everyone should train hard first. , the more familiar you are with the three battle formations, the better!"

Yin Zhengyang nodded: "Well, yes, I will convey your words to everyone!"

After Yin Zhengyang left, Song Yan began to ponder the sword technique notes from Dalong Jianzun again.

The next day, the second special patrol team led by Xuanyuan Lingtian also returned to the city.

Song Yan didn't take this news to heart.

From Xuanyuan Lingtian's point of view, the points he obtained should only be around 4,000.

But in fact, after slaughtering four great master-level and several thousand-level commander-level Vigorous Bull Demons, his points are already close to 50,000, so it is very difficult for Xuanyuan Lingtian to surpass him.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past three days, besides practicing, Song Yan has been secretly detecting the military camp on the other side of the blood river.

The Ninth Prince Di Shayu did not send a new Chief Wan, nor did he send another Martial Saint, which made him a little disappointed.

But on the night of the fourth day, he discovered that two ten-thousand-man camps of the Bull Demons came across the Blood River.

"Could it be that the Ninth Prince wants to launch a large-scale war?"

On the evening of the fifth day, Song Yan re-investigated and found that three more ten thousand battalions had come, bringing the total number of Dali Niu demon soldiers to nearly 60 thousand.

With a flash of his figure, he left.

And went directly to the Assassin Battalion's residence, and asked Tu Shixiong, who stayed behind, to send an order to let others come to see him.

In less than half an hour, all six members of the Assassin Battalion gathered.

"Commander, is there a new assassination mission?" Song Jiuhe asked a little excitedly. During this period of time, his life was quite chic, because the military aircraft battalion issued millions of taels of silver, which made him rich and powerful. Every night, I have to patronize the brothels in the city, and I only sleep with the most expensive ones every time.

Song Yan nodded.

"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: "50,000 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 100,000 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!"

"good!"

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 10,000-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 10,000-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, six martial saints rushed out from the shadows at the same time...