When the people in the city saw the demon clan climbing the city, they burst into tears and thought they were unlucky. Ye Xingyuan's personal guards gritted their teeth and said, "Sir, the demon clan is powerful and cannot be defeated. So please take care of yourself and go down to the city for the time being, let's fight!"

Ye Xingyuan said nothing and stopped them from coming forward. Seeing that three or four thousand demon soldiers had already climbed up to the top of the city, he suddenly shouted loudly, with red flags waving on the top of the city, and suddenly a golden drum sounded.

It turned out that there was a team of elite soldiers hidden from each side. They rushed out of the hidden ambush and immediately filled the gap. The demon soldiers did not attack again. The three or four thousand people on the top of the city were surrounded.

At this time, Yanfeng outside the city was surrounded, the demon army on the top of the city was surrounded, and the city gates were fighting fiercely, and the killing sounds were loud.

Xiong Wei immediately stood on a hill and watched the battle himself. More than a few hundred big leather drums beside him were beating, deafening and unable to hear the sound of speech. However, he saw the leading demon clan one by one, one by one, and the blood stained the robe.

The fourth prince Xiong Wei is the youngest son of Xiong Khan. He is most favored on weekdays and has extraordinary skills. He can be said to have experienced many battles and is used to fighting formations, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw this battle.

He thought, "The brothers used to say that the human race is cowardly and useless, so it is easy to let me destroy the south. But even if you don't look at Ye Xingyuan, the rest of the people are actually not inferior to our demon race's elite soldiers!"

Xiong Wei vaguely felt that he was cheated by his brothers in charge of this task, but even if he regretted it, it was too late. He could only find a way to capture Jiangyang City first. Even if he paid more money, he could only spare no expenses from the army.

At this time, the night was already deep, the stars and moon were in the sky, the breeze was blowing, and there was no cloud. It could be said to be quiet and peaceful, but who knew that under the quiet moonlight, there was a fierce battle between hundreds of thousands of people who sacrificed their lives.

This battle started early in the morning of that day and lasted until the third day of the day. The demon clan suffered heavy casualties and the Jiangyang City defenders were not easy to live, but they are still victorious and defeated. The Jiangyang defenders have occupied the advantage of the territory, but the demon clan relies on the large number of people.

Ye Xingyuan sighed and said, "The resilience of these demons is much stronger than that of the barbarians. Although the magical powers at this Jiangyang stop are far less than that of the Kudu City in Xifengguan, the degree of tragicity is still greater."

Perhaps it is precisely because now is closer to the era of mortals that most people do not have supernatural powers to protect them, so the casualties are particularly serious.

In the past, it might have been just skin trauma, but now it is a blemish. This bloody scene is rare in even the most tragic Kudu city.

Mrs. Li frowned and said, "If you continue to entangle like this, I am afraid that our army will be unfavorable. The demon race will continue to replenish its military strength. As long as the fourth prince does not make any mistakes, the war of attrition will be beneficial to them."

Ye Xingyuan was silent for a long time, and the cosmic sword in his hand was even more vibrated. He finally gritted his teeth and said, "If it really doesn't work, I will lead my troops out of the city and rush for a while."

In this world, he can also be an invincible master who is as lonely as snow, but Ye Xingyuan has never regarded himself as a fierce general who charges, but now it seems that he has no other choice.

He pointed ahead, and the fourth prince Xiong Wei had a clear stand.

Xiong Wei stood on the hill, and when the city gate opened again, the front army shouted, and a human army rushed towards his place.

His personal soldiers immediately shot arrows to stop him. Xiong Wei looked down from a high place and looked into the distance. He saw a scholar in white, with a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and a horse rushing left and right in the battle formation. He was unstoppable. The feather arrows shot at him like raindrops, but were all gently swung the swords one by one.

Xiong Wei raised his right hand, and the noisy drum sound stopped. He turned around and asked his left and right, "Who is this person? Are there such a mighty man among the southern human race?"

Someone recognized it and hurriedly replied: "Qi Bao, this person is Ye Xingyuan. He has been in charge of the city. Few people saw him take action, but they didn't expect that he would have such ability."

Xiong Wei said dumbfoundedly: "Is Ye Xingyuan a scholar with extraordinary skills? Where can the scholars have such combat power? The swordsman's advantage is so good. I'm afraid that even the seventh-grade demon clan will be difficult to resist? If the scholars can do this, where can we have a place for us?"

He didn't know that he had already told a truth inadvertently. In Xuanyuan World, because the saint intercepted the secrets of heaven, the scholars were extremely powerful in combat, which led to the demon man being suppressed for three thousand years.

However, the demon soldiers who were commanding their personal soldiers at the fourth prince Xiong Wei were angry when they heard the prince praise the enemy for their bravery. The three seventh-grade demons shouted in unison and rushed up on horseback.

Ye Xingyuan saw that the three demons were tall and big, two with golden helmets of ten thousand men and one with red helmets of ten thousand men and one with red helmets of ten thousand men. He knew that they were powerful demons, but he was now very skilled and brave, so he didn't care.

Immediately slapped the horse to meet him, shouting, "The Yellow Turban Strongest Man helps me!"

In the battle formation, the Yellow Turban Powerful Man who has been trained by Ye Xingyuan to become a heavenly soldier has a great effect. These three-meter-long powerful man fell from the sky. Which demon clan dares to compete with him?

The Yellow Turban Powerful Man appeared out of nowhere, roared angrily, and took away the spear in the hand of the commander, shattered the other people's sword rods, and followed the spear into his chest. The two Ten Thousand Man Powerful Man Powerful Man were very brave and fearless. They both spears arrived at the same time, suppressing the spearhead of the Yellow Turban Powerful Man, and even held the knife in his left hand and stabbed Ye Xingyuan's lower abdomen in secret.

The Yellow Turban Strongman threw down his spear and protected Ye Xingyuan with his body. He was hit by two stabs, but only a few white marks were left. He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, and he reached out to grab the spears of the two, raising his arms and snatched back.

Although the two ten thousand men were seventh-grade monsters and famous warriors in the demon army, how could they ban the divine power of the Yellow Turban Warriors? Their arms were sore and their two iron spears were lost.

The Yellow Turban Strongman did not turn the spear head back, and then moved forward. Two loud noises, the handles of the two iron spears hit the chests of the two demon tribes. They were all wearing breastplate, and the gun rod could not penetrate into their bodies, but when the huge force was shocked, how could the internal organs bear it? They immediately squirted blood and knocked off the horse.

One of them died on the spot, and the other demon clan was stronger and fearless. Although he saw that his two companions were dead, he still howled loudly. While the Yellow Turban Strongman was far away, he rushed towards Ye Xingyuan with bare hands and empty fists.

Ye Xingyuan sighed, "Heaven can still forgive evil, but he can do evil, but he can't live."

It seems that the demon clan's hands are stained with human blood. Ye Xingyuan came to kill him without any pressure. General Pei threw out his sword, and the magical power of the eight-way sword wheel turned slightly, and immediately cut off the demon clan's head.

When the personal soldiers saw Ye Xingyuan killing three powerful demon clans in an instant, they were afraid of it. Even though they were protecting the fourth prince, they did not dare to go forward to compete with Ye Xingyuan, but they kept firing arrows to stop him from moving forward.

Ye Xingyuan rode his horse and wanted to get up the hill, but hundreds of demons lined up in front of the Khan in layers. He would rather die than retreat. He rushed several times, but he could not get close.

Suddenly, the mount under his crotch was roaring and his front legs were soft and kneeling down. It turned out that there were two arrows in his chest. The demons saw the advantage and cheered loudly, and hugged them up to capture Ye Xingyuan alive.

Ye Xingyuan jumped up in the crowd, stabbed a demon clan with a casual sword, jumped onto his mount, slashed the sword, and protected the Yellow Turban Forced Guard. In an instant, he killed more than a dozen demon clans and broke through the encirclement.

Seeing that he was seven in and seven out, the fourth prince Xiong Wei was invincible and rushed back and forth among millions of troops. Although there were many officers and soldiers of the demon clan, he could not help but frowned and turned around to ask Miaoxianjun beside him: "National Master, Ye Xingyuan is too brave. I wonder if the national master can use his magical powers to suppress him?"

The supernatural powers of Hu monks in the Western Regions are ever-changing and very strange. Although they don’t have much effect on the frontal battlefield, they have a miraculous effect on the secret attack. The fourth prince Xiong Wei looked down on him, but he had to use it.

But when he saw that Miaoxian's face was pale and bloodless, he heard him speak and immediately refused: "The fourth prince is so bad. The old monk is here just to take the order of Your Majesty to see Ye Xingyuan's ability.

It is not suitable for old people like old monks. The four princes should be responsible for this. Please do your best to capture them with warriors in the army!”

When Miaoxianjun heard that he refused, Xiong Wei was so angry that he was filled with smoke from his orifices. He could only shout and say, "Who can kill Ye Xingyuan, and reward 100,000 taels of gold and grant him the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Houses!"

There must be brave men under the heavy reward, and the eyes of the demons are red and swarming forward.

In the chaos, Xiong Wei did not notice it. Miaoxianjun trembled all over and looked panicked on his face. It was not that he did not use his supernatural powers to Ye Xingyuan, but in fact, before the fourth prince spoke, Miaoxianjun wanted to use his supernatural powers to bind Ye Xingyuan and take him down, which also showed their Western abilities.

Who knew that the first time he took the magical power, Ye Xingyuan's actions seemed to be stagnant, but he didn't know what he shouted in his mouth, and he immediately got rid of control. Miaoxianjun thought it was a chance to make a mistake, so he used a more powerful binding magical power.

Who knew that this time, the warning suddenly came to my mind. I was about to retreat, but I felt cold all over, as if I was entangled by an invisible snake, and I couldn't even move my fingers.

This is exactly the magical power he used just now, but how could it not act on Ye Xingyuan, but on himself?

Miaoxianjun couldn't understand. When he was struggling hard, the fourth prince Xiong Wei came to ask him to take action again. As the national teacher, Miaoxianjun certainly could not admit that he suffered a loss because he was still very hard.

After Xiong Wei gave up and asked someone to siege Ye Xingyuan, Miaoxianjun breathed a sigh of relief and tried to break free from the shackles of the big snake, but he was shocked and confused. Could it be that Ye Xingyuan was also a master in their Western sect? Otherwise, how could this direct master of the big snake binding magic?

He was a Hu people in the Western Regions, and of course he didn't know the magic and origin of Ye Xingyuan's magical powers and the anti-word characters. He could only doubt himself and guess the truth.

Ye Xingyuan saw more and more people, and he could not rush to the fourth prince Xiong Wei, so he waved his sword to clear the field, eliminated the demon clans beside him, shouted lightly, and used the thunder and firing magical powers, and a white light shot towards the fourth prince Xiong Wei.

The arrow was silent, like thunder and lightning, and rushed straight to the fourth prince Xiong Wei. The personal soldiers who were protecting the enemy were shocked. Two demon clans flashed in front of the Great Sweat. The arrow transformed by magical powers passed through the first demon clan, but the casting was not completely weak, and they shot into the second demon clan's delayed chest, killing two birds with one stone!

Xiong Wei was shocked when he saw such magical powers and couldn't help but change his face. The personal soldiers clamored and hugged him and retreated to the conspicuous part on the hillside.

At this moment, the demon clan's army shouted, and another human army rushed over, taking the lead, one of whom was wearing white clothes and white skirts, like a fairy in Lingbo, fiddling with her slender feet, shooting short arrows, and shooting them without any slightest firing.

It turned out that when Mrs. Li saw Ye Xingyuan in a battle, she was worried and led the army to rush forward to the response. Seeing that the fourth prince Xiong Wei retreated, the formation was a little chaotic.

Mrs. Li could see clearly, and her heart moved, bent her bow and shot the Xiong Wei flag that was slowly retreating not far away, and ordered: "Everyone shouted together, saying that Xiong Wei, the fourth prince of the demon clan, was shot to death by the gang leader!"

The soldiers cheered and shouted: "The fourth prince Xiong Wei is dead! Xiong Wei was shot to death by the gang leader!"

When the demon army heard the shouts, they couldn't help looking back. They saw that the fourth prince's Xiong Wei's flag had fallen and disappeared. Ye Xingyuan stood proudly on the hill with a knife and a sword in his arms.

In the chaos, those demon races could not tell the truth or falsehood. They only said that the fourth prince Xiong Wei really died, and the army was in chaos and no longer had the fighting spirit, dispersing backwards like a tide.

Ye Xingyuan and Mrs. Li ordered a pursuit and opened the city gate. Tens of thousands of elite soldiers rushed out. Half of the more than a thousand people led by Yan Feng had been damaged, but they still bravely took advantage of the situation to chase the enemy.

However, the Bear Demon clan's army was very strict and had been through a long battle formation. Although it was defeated, it was not defeated. The powerful demon clan's palace with a stable formation slowly retreated northward. Although Ye Xingyuan's pursuit was fierce, it could not approach, but the three or four thousand elite demon clan troops that attacked Jiangyang City did not survive.

By dawn, the demon soldiers attacking Jiangyang City had retreated. From the news of the scout, the fourth prince Xiong Wei retreated thirty miles to camp. This battle of human demons lasted a whole day and night. The yellow sand in the fields was soaked with blood, and dead bodies were piled up like mountains.

In this battle, the demon clan soldiers suffered more than 30,000 losses, and the defenders in Jiangyang City also suffered five or six thousand casualties. Since the demon clan launched troops to invade the south, this battle has been the most tragic.
Chapter completed!