Yan Ming retreated with the demon kings, but the poster did not pursue him. The poster knew that the demon would never give up, especially the legendary demon general Yan Ming, although he is known for his wariness, he is not a person who is incompetent. If it is expected, the subsequent offensive will be mostly dominated by innate soldiers, and while testing, it continues to consume Qingzhou's defense power.

In the past, the five emperors checked and balanced each other, and no one wanted to die too much under their command. But now the whereabouts of the emperors are unknown, and the demon general Yan Ming is in charge. Even if the demons are not a solid piece, their cohesion is probably stronger than before.

Looking at Yan Ming and his party retreating, the poster turned around and left. As soon as he stepped out of the fog of the Immortal Bridge, a group of powerful people in the upper realm gathered over.

"The owner is out."

"I don't know what the situation is..."

At this time, except for the strong men in the upper realm, other support has also arrived.

The disciples of the three major sword halls of the Sword Tower are mainly divided into three camps, standing in an orderly position on the periphery.

Aside from the bridge is a military formation composed of sword guards, and they are the first line of defense. As mobile forces, disciples from the three major sword halls will attack the bridge deck at any time to help sword guards relieve pressure. In addition to the disciples of the Sword Tower, disciples from various major sects have also formed their own camp.

These disciples came with the big men of their respective sects. The number was small and the costumes were different, which looked quite like a miscellaneous army. However, among the miscellaneous army, there were still a considerable number of people who looked more uniform. They were Wansheng Mountain disciples under the banner of Sanshan Villa, led by the chief teacher Jin Feng.

Although Hua Qianye has many calculations in his mind, fighting with demons is also the honor of warriors for the following disciples. In particular, in order to prove his own ideas, they are full of fighting spirit, and they are quite interested in competing with the disciples of the Sword Tower.

Hua Qianye looked at him from afar and felt angry. She was so excited that she was still so happy to be cannon fodder for others, and there was no one else.

But Hua Qianye didn't care about being angry with those disciples at the moment. She was just as concerned about the host's battle situation just now, just like everyone else.

No matter what plan you have in mind, no one wants to see the demon invade Qingzhou. Everyone hopes from the bottom of their heart that the poster has already resolved the crisis. Even if not, they hope that the demon is just a small fight. However, the poster's words are not just as simple as disappointing everyone.

"The demon general Yan Ming is reborn." The poster did not go around and acted directly.

When the elders and other senior seniors heard this name, their expressions changed suddenly. The others reacted slowly, and they felt that the name seemed to have heard of it. After a brief exchange with each other, each of them looked extremely ugly.

In the battle between the two tribes five hundred years ago, the demon general Yan Ming was the core figure. In that battle, nearly twenty upper-level powerful people lost to Qingzhou, almost half of them died in Yan Ming's hands. When the battle was most intense, Yan Ming was killed by Yan Ming across the Bridge of Immortality, and almost completely broke through the defense line. But later, for some reason, Yan Ming and several top demons suddenly disappeared. Otherwise, it would be hard to predict what the outcome of the battle would be.

At this moment, when the legendary demon general Yan Ming appeared again, how could the powerful people in Qingzhou not be palpitations?

"If as expected, the next wave of attack in Yaozhou will come soon." The poster said: "I will always be in Tianqian Cliff, but if Yan Ming doesn't come out, I will not take action. If a strong man from Yaozhou attacks, I will rely on you to resist."

You all had no objection to the author’s arrangements. You briefly communicated and arranged the next order. You determined who was first and who was later, so that everyone could take turns to rest.

Whether it is a small fight or a real battle between the two tribes, the battle at the borders of the two states has always been very simple. Soldiers vs. soldiers and kings vs. kings do not have much technical content. Qingzhou has too few strong men, and if they try to consume, they are not as good as Yaozhou. Only this simple response method can resist the Yaozhou Bing Peak.

The poster glanced at the crowd a few times and asked, "Where is Mr. Zhang?"

The demon general Yan Ming was a demon powerful man five hundred years ago, but there were more than Yan Ming at that time. No one could guarantee whether there were other emperor-level powerful men who were reborn. Moreover, the five emperors were imprisoned, which was just the guess of the poster. If the real situation was wrong, it would be difficult for him to fight against the crowd. The more he reached this time, the more he needed Zhang Nan's help.

But after the poster came back, he didn't see Zhang Nan.

When the other Shangjing heard the poster inquiry, they noticed that Zhang Nan had disappeared at some point.

"Strange, I was still talking to Mr. Zhang just now." The elder looked around and said, "Are you leaving for the time being if you have something to do?"

"At such a critical moment, what else can there be important!" Hua Qianye snorted: "It seems that Mr. Zhang is afraid of the war, right?"

Although the strong men in the upper realm were all cheated by Zhang Nan, there was no resentment, except Hua Qianye. The whereabouts of the Holy Treasure Golden Pupil were unknown and had a close relationship with Zhang Nan. Previously, even the family's assets were sold in the Qingyun Hall. Although the people in the sect had not arrived yet, the two hundred elite disciples who had arrived before became the first batch of cannon fodder.

With such a great resentment, if Hua Qianye doesn't complain a few times, he doesn't have to wait to fight with the demons, and he has to hold it up first.

"Chief Hua is really good at telling jokes." Lu Xuan, one of the three sword heads of the Sword Tower, spoke lightly: "Mr. Zhang had gone to the Demon State alone and defeated the Sword Burning Castle in one fell swoop and escaped. To put it no exaggeration, Lu may be afraid of war, but Mr. Zhang could not."

Although Zhang Nan is not here, there is no shortage of people who speak for Zhang. What's more, Hua Qianye has really lost his character in the past two days. Lu Xuan opened up and immediately attracted the approval of several other people in the upper realm.

"Lu Jianshou's words are reasonable." Hua Qianye did not directly refute, but said: "But now is different from the past. I didn't know that the demon general Yan Ming was born before, but now..."

Hua Qianye is purely venting the depression in his heart. Other strong people are not stupid people, so naturally they will not take her words too seriously. However, the ancient language of the old man Hua Qianye talks too much, and while it makes people bored, some strange thoughts will inevitably arise in his heart.

Now it can be said to be the most sensitive moment. Zhang Nan was so fussy before. But when he was at the gate, the person disappeared, which was really confusing.

"Mr. Zhang has come onto the bridge." Someone suddenly spoke.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a sword guard.

"What did you say?" Lu Xuan frowned.

The sword guard clasped his fists and said, "Return to the sword head. After the poster came back, Mr. Zhang went directly to the bridge and headed to the Yaozhou."

Just now, the owner walked down the bridge, and the powerful people in the upper realm stepped forward to respond, and Zhang Nan was also among them. However, when everyone surrounded the owner, Zhang Nan didn't even say hello and walked into the fog. Except for a few sword guards, no one else noticed it.

The sword guards are not lingering people, and the strong men in the upper realm are not qualified to interfere in their words. But the more Hua Qianye talks, the less likely they are, and in the end, some people can't help it.

After learning this information, everyone in the upper realm was speechless, and Hua Qianye's eyes drooped and stood back without missing traces.

I just said that I was suspected of being timid, but I went to the forefront in a blink of an eye.

However, the top-level strong men obviously would not have such a low-end style, and they had a quarrel with Hua Qianye at this time.

"Owner, we..."

Lu Xuan was eager to try, and the other powerful people in the sword tower seemed to be intentional.

It is the responsibility of guarding Qingzhou, and there is no reason to let others take the lead. Whether it is due to the dignity of the sword tower or the pride of warriors, Lu Xuan and others cannot fall behind Zhang Nan.

In addition to the strong men in the Sword Tower, Song Zhiqing and several strong men in the sect also took two steps closer, thinking about supporting Zhang Nan. The sect cannot make decisions, but this first battle can always be done.

The poster glanced at everyone and said only one sentence, which made the upper realms with strong fighting spirit shrink.

"Do you want to see how Mr. Zhang took action?"

Only then did everyone remember that the man seemed to have always been good at indiscriminate attacks. At this time, he seemed to be a little too courageous to help with the battle.

The poster looked into the depths of the fog and frowned slightly as if thinking.

He stopped everyone not because he was afraid of dragging Zhang Nan back. But he felt that Zhang Nan quietly went up the bridge, as if he had another purpose.
Chapter completed!