Yang Kai laughed: "Master Han Shan misunderstood. I can't say that it's not that I want to give you something. But there are about 10,000 demons two thousand miles away. If Master Han Shan Shan goes through like this, it's like he is just a trap."

"Two thousand miles away?" Han Zhengqing couldn't help but look strange when he heard this, and his eyes looked at Yang Kai became more vigilant.

He didn't know what Yang Kai's cultivation is now, but it is said that when the Lingxiao Palace Palace Master rebelled out of the Star Realm, he was at the level of the Emperor's Two Levels. Now a few years have passed, and it is amazing that the third level of the Emperor's Three Levels Mirror.

As for an emperor's third-level mirror, no matter how good the spiritual consciousness is, how can he peek at the situation two thousand miles away? Take a step back, even if he can peek, how can he find such a detailed number of 10,000? How powerful can he be able to do this? I'm afraid that only those fake emperors are qualified?

So when he heard Yang Kai say these words two thousand miles away, the number of 10,000, Han Zhengqing's first reaction was that the Palace Master Yang was a little alarmist. If he had been usually ridiculed, he would have ridiculed him, but now he has received the favor of saving his life. Even though Han Zhengqing was a little dissatisfied, he was embarrassed to speak ill of him.

Therefore, he just bowed his hand slightly and said lightly: "Thank you, Lord Yang, for your reminder, goodbye!"

After saying that, he led the hundreds of people gathered around him to turn around and leave.

Regardless of whether Yang Kai was exaggerating or not, there were really ten thousand demons there, he had to move in that direction, because that was the goal of their progress.

When he left, Han Zhengqing's spiritual thoughts surged, and he passed on one command after another. Hundreds of people quickly lined up and looked at each other. In this way, even if they encountered enemy situations, they could quickly set up military formations to resist.

But not far away, Han Zhengqing frowned and looked back. He saw that the Palace Master Yang was carrying his hands on his back and followed slowly. Seeing him looking at him, Yang Kai smiled at him and nodded slightly. The meaning was obvious: You guys go, I go mine.

Han Zhengqing looked unhappy. He realized that his attitude was already very obvious, but he didn't expect that the Lord of Palace Yang had no style as the Lord of Palace, and he actually played the trick of following.

The command is moving faster, but I don’t expect that they are faster than Yang Kai, and they are slower than Yang Kai, and they are slower than Yang Kai, and they are always a hundred feet behind.

Since he couldn't get rid of it, he could only let it go. The power Yang Kai had shown before was really good. Such a team of hundreds of people was nothing in his eyes. If he really turned around and questioned others and angered them, he would have no good results.

But he didn't know that Yang Kai, who was following him, was helpless.

When he met this group of scattered soldiers and scattered soldiers on the way back, Yang Kai could not ignore it. Not to mention that there were more than a dozen disciples from Bingxin Valley and Fan Xin he knew. Even if these people were all strangers, Yang Kai had to protect them from their safety.

They went south by themselves, and they were also south, obviously they were going back to the base of the human army. They were just a little delayed.

Moreover, they could not sense it, but Yang Kai could find out clearly that in this radius of thousands of miles, not only the human race, the scattered soldiers, but also many demon races, there were many, many. Han Zhengqing, the remaining soldiers, would not have a good end if they encountered any of them.

After walking less than a hundred miles, Han Zhengqing suddenly frowned and looked back, his eyes were extremely serious.

Because he just noticed that Yang Kai suddenly had a sudden spiritual thought surging, and he didn't know if he was investigating something. The fluctuations in the spiritual thought were not very obvious, but they were not obscure, and it happened to be the range he could detect.

Seeing that his expression was strange, Fan Xin followed him and said, "Mr. Han, what's the matter?"

Han Zhengqing did not explain, but just shook his head slowly and said in a low voice: "Please keep asking, be careful." He didn't know what Yang Kai's divine thought was conveying to the outside world, but he could only do his own thing.

Fan Xin nodded and conveyed Han Zhengqing's orders one by one.

When he walked another thirty miles, Han Zhengqing's figure suddenly stopped, raised his hand, and hundreds of people behind him immediately stabilized their bodies.

"Prepare for war!" Han Zhengqing shouted in a low voice. The hundreds of human races looked excited when they heard this. Various secret treasures were sacrificed, and small teams were running in an orderly manner. In an instant, the military formation had taken shape, and the aura of hundreds of people was almost integrated. The eye of the formation was where Han Zhengqing was. Moreover, this military formation was not a dead formation, but a living formation, and it was the kind that could be changed at will. With the help of the military formation, Han Zhengqing's aura, which was originally a little depressed due to injury, suddenly increased a lot.

Yang Kai, a hundred feet away, stood there touching his chin, looking at it with relish.

Having not returned for a few years, the war between the two worlds was just a few casual retellings. He naturally did not know the specific situation of the Star Realm. Now that he saw this military formation, he found that a few years have passed, and the warriors on the Star Realm have completely adapted to the rhythm of the war. He was able to make a clear look at the team of hundreds of people so quickly. He must have been familiar with this. He has definitely done this strategy to face the enemy countless times, so that he can make perfect use of this.

The breeze blows, and the solemn aura fills the air. The hundreds of people who are united are closely connected. They will give a fatal blow just when the enemy is exposed.

Suddenly, Han Zhengqing exclaimed lightly and shouted in a certain direction: "Han Zhengqing, the third left military guard of the Bingchen Army, is here, who is here?"

After the words came, a blurred figure who had used the secret technique ten miles away slowly appeared, and an excited voice came out: "Is it Han Zuowei?"

The visitor obviously knew Han Zhengqing.

After hearing the other party's voice, Han Zhengqing also reacted: "Is it Liu Youwei?"

"It's Mr. Liu!" A loud laugh came, with joy in the laughter. The man rushed towards Han Zhengqing and others. When he approached, a burly man was sealed in everyone's eyes. The man was covered in blood, with his own and his enemies, and there were many wounds that could be seen on his body, but he seemed to be fine, with a strong aura all over his body.

Seeing that it was his own person, Han Zhengqing waved his hand to everyone to relax. However, Han Zhengqing himself did not relax his vigilance and extended his hand and said, "Forgive Liu Youwei, everything must be done according to the rules on the battlefield."

"Liu can't do it." Liu Youwei obviously knew what the rules were, so he immediately stretched out his hand and held Han Zhengqing with both hands. The next moment, the two of them activated their strength to investigate the situation in each other's bodies.

After one touch, Han Zhengqing finally breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his hand and said, "Where are your people?"

Liu Youwei raised his thumbs up and pointed at the back and said, "A hundred miles away, Liu will come to investigate the situation first, I'll ask them to come."

As he spoke, he took out a message compass, and his divine thoughts surged and information was poured in.

Han Zhengqing said happily, "How many people do you have?"

Liu Youwei looked gloomy when he heard this, looked at the people behind Han Zhengqing and said, "It's similar to Lord Han, how is the situation here?"

Han Zhengqing looked back and smiled forcefully: "When he broke through, he was following him for more than 500 years, but now he is only a little left."

Liu Youwei showed admiration when he heard this: "After five hundred men can protect most of them, Lord Han is indeed amazing, but we can't do it, more than a thousand people... Alas, I won't mention it anymore."

Han Zhengqing smiled bitterly. He had been surrounded by demons before. If it weren't for the Yang Palace Master's magic weapon, there would be no one else there. I'm afraid that the entire army would have been wiped out at this moment. He knew that this had nothing to do with his own fault, but it was not convenient to explain at this time.

However, if we can join Liu Youwei's troops now, we can have more capital to protect ourselves. After all, this place is still thousands of miles away from their goal. I am afraid that every step of the way, how many people can withdraw safely?

The other party was a hundred miles away, so it would definitely take some time to come. Han Zhengqing discussed with Liu Youwei for a brief discussion and then moved to a place where it was easy to defend and difficult to attack. He waited for friendly forces while recovering himself.

When he recovered, Liu Youwei suddenly came to Han Zhengqing and pointed in a curious direction and said, "Mr. Han, that person over there is..."

Along the way, he had long discovered that there was a man following a hundred feet away from the back of the team. He was handsome and talented. He looked young and gave people an unfathomable feeling.

He said he was his own person, but he kept hanging behind him, following him neither near nor far away, saying that he was an enemy, and he had no hostility at all.

Even as he pointed at him, the man smiled.

Han Zhengqing shook his head, looking like he didn't want to talk about this person more. Liu Youwei shrugged and said no more. Lun's cultivation is not as good as Han Zhengqing. Before the war, he had to salute carefully when he saw Han Zhengqing. He was not as good as Han Zhengqing in the Lun army. He was not as good as Han Zhengqing. The other party was unwilling to ask too much, so he naturally didn't ask much.

But that person should be his own? When he turned his head and looked, he saw the Fanyouwei walking to the young man, giving him some water to drink, and then smiled apologetically and said something, but the young man waved his hand.

Han Zhengqing just frowned slightly in response to this situation, without any other statement.

At this moment, Han Zhengqing suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Someone is here!"

Liu Youwei was stunned for a moment: "It's not that fast. The master said it would take half an hour to get here."

"It's not yours!" Han Zhengqing stood up and blew gently in his mouth.

Hundreds of people who were meditating and regulating breathing immediately stood up and gathered up to Han Zhengqing. After only twenty breaths, the previous military formation took shape again, and the solemn aura filled with murderous aura.

After one stick of incense, dozens of guys appeared in front of Han Zhengqing with scars all over his body, even missing arms and legs.
Chapter completed!