Before the demon leader finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng, who was holding the Sky-Splitting Mark, flashed and appeared ghostly in front of the demon leader, interrupting what he was about to ask.
Raging demonic fire spurted out from his hand and wrapped around the Sky-Splitting Mark. Zhang Yifeng swung his sword and the demon leader was unable to avoid it. He was swept down from the air into the tent by Zhang Yifeng's sword.
Black air spurted out from under his feet, and Zhang Yifeng gained the upper hand without mercy, and his figure rushed directly into the camp like a sharp arrow.
Glancing around the demons in the tent, Zhang Yifeng revealed a terrifying smile.
The demons in these camps didn't know what happened from beginning to end, and they were still surprised when they saw the leader who had flown out fall down.
Seeing the two bleeding wounds on the leader's chest, these demons suddenly felt something bad and tried to escape for their lives.
They are not demons who specialize in fighting. They are all strategists who accompany the army and provide advice to the demon leader.
The next second, their escape path was blocked by rolling demonic fire, and a demonic figure in golden armor fell from above the camp.
Seeing this demon whom they had never met before, all the demon strategists present showed frightened expressions.
Zhang Yifeng swiped the sky-splitting marks in his hand, and jet-black sword rays of demonic energy flew out, cutting all the demon strategists into pieces in the blink of an eye.
The demon leader struggled to get up from the ground without looking at the demon strategists around him who had been cut into pieces.
"I can't believe that you have practiced magic skills to such an extent. It seems that you have been hiding your clumsiness before. Sure enough, the best way to fight against our demons is to use magic skills. But I am very curious about what your body can do.
How long does it take for the human body to turn into a demon? The pain it will endure is unimaginable."
The demon leader chuckled sinisterly. Zhang Yifeng was a little strange after hearing this. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
On the contrary, after becoming a demon, his physical fitness has been strengthened again. Now Zhang Yifeng feels that in the demon form, he can fight against those monks who have just entered the tribulation stage.
The demon leader here is still imagining that Zhang Yifeng will be forced to exit the demon form later, begging for mercy with a painful look on his face.
Seeing the demon leader's demented look, Zhang Yifeng frowned. Could it be that this guy was scared out of his wits?
Frowning slightly, Zhang Yifeng raised the Sky-Splitting Mark in his hand again, and his figure rushed towards the demon leader like a ghost.
In just a few seconds, Zhang Yifeng cut several deep wounds on the demon leader's body at a thunderous speed.
Rolling black blood continued to flow out of the demon leader's body. The severe pain in his heart brought the demon leader back to his senses. Looking at Zhang Yifeng, who was not affected at all, the demon leader showed an expression of disbelief.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
After the demon leader murmured, he grasped the magic gun beside him with difficulty and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing the demon leader's weakened speed, Zhang Yifeng's cold eyes could not make any waves.
"What a waste."
After saying a cold word, Zhang Yifeng disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the demon leader.
Shaking the black blood stained by the Sky-Splitting Mark in his hand, Zhang Yifeng released his demon form and flew out of the tent without looking back.
The demon leader kept charging towards Zhang Yifeng with his magic gun. When Zhang Yifeng left the camp, a blood mark appeared on the neck of the demon leader.
Rolling black blood continued to spurt out from his neck, but the demon leader seemed not to notice at all and still maintained his movements.
Finally, a streak of demonic flames surged out from the soles of his feet, gradually engulfing the demon leader completely and turning it into ashes all over the ground.
Flying out of the camp, Zhang Yifeng observed that the demons were gradually regaining their position, while the human offensive was retreating steadily.
Fortunately, no monks were killed or injured. Seeing that the time was right, Zhang Yifeng directly ordered all the monks to evacuate the battlefield and return to the main city of Youzhou.
All Youzhou monks obeyed Zhang Yifeng's orders unconditionally. They released their magical powers one after another to stop the demon, and then withdrew towards the main city of Youzhou.
Zhang Yifeng also put down a spiritual fire wall, stopped the demon who wanted to pursue, and returned to the main city of Youzhou.
When the last monk fell into the main city of Youzhou, Zhang Yifeng activated the formation of the main city of Youzhou, and a light shield rose into the sky, blocking the chasing demon outside the city.
After killing a devil with a sword light, Zhang Yifeng turned his head and nodded to the silver-armored young general.
In this battle, Zhang Yifeng did not ask the young general in silver armor to follow him, but only asked him to guard the main city of Youzhou.
After all, the demons still have an army of monsters, and the main city of Youzhou also needs someone to garrison it.
"I have also taken care of the remaining leader of the demon army. I think these demons should be able to calm down for a while."
Zhang Yifeng said calmly, and then put away the Sky-Splitting Mark.
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, the excitement on the face of the young man in silver armor solidified.
"City Lord, are you saying that you killed the demon who was in the tribulation period?"
The young man in silver armor asked with a trembling tone, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Of course, I can still lie to you, but I don't know if there will be any demons in the tribulation period in the subsequent demon army."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head as he said that, at least for a period of time in the main city of Youzhou, there is no need to worry about a sudden attack by the demon army.
After the demon army was assembled, Zhang Yifeng estimated that Lingzhou's reinforcements would have arrived. After a decisive battle, the demons might not be able to do anything to them.
"I'll go back and have a rest first. If you need anything, you can send someone to find me, or go to An Ji. She will definitely know where I am."
After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he stretched his body, a look of fatigue appeared on his face, waved his hand to the young man in silver armor and walked off the city wall.
Of course, the more than 40,000 monks were arranged by the young general in silver armor. Zhang Yifeng couldn't give them another exciting speech.
Returning to the courtyard where he temporarily lived, Zhang Yifeng sat in front of the stone table in the courtyard and waited quietly.
Soon, footsteps sounded outside the yard, and a petite figure hidden in black clothes appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing the beauty in front of him dressed in black and holding a dagger, Zhang Yifeng smiled helplessly.
He knew that things on the battlefield could not be hidden from An Ji. When Zhang Yifeng was fighting, he felt that someone was watching him from the dark.
At that time, Zhang Yifeng knew that people from the Shadow Tower were secretly observing and recording Zhang Yifeng's fighting situation.
It seems that the news of her becoming a demon has reached An Ji's ears. Zhang Yifeng was anxious to come back because he was waiting for An Ji herself to arrive.
Looking at Zhang Yifeng sitting in front of the stone table, An Ji clenched the dagger in her hand.