The team behind Han Yun accumulated more and more, and finally gathered seven or eight thousand people, and the momentum became increasingly huge. The silver armor and iron spear became an unstoppable flag. Han Yun himself did not expect it to evolve. At that time, he just wanted to accumulate the people around him and rush out of the siege, but accidentally became a benchmark figure. Wherever he rushed, the team behind him rushed to the scene. He gradually gathered all the surviving cultivators together.

As the saying goes, a bird will be shot out by a gun, and a big tree will attract wind.

Han Yun's team was too strong, but instead attracted the attention of the generals of the Demon Army. The Demon Army surrounded Han Yun and surrounded the seven or eight thousand people, and the iron barrel formations of the three layers inside and three layers outside were blocked. Han Yun, the leader, was naturally under the special care. Fortunately, most of the masters of the Demon Clan were chasing the main force, otherwise Han Yun would not have been able to withstand this long.

Han Yun was like crazy, and the rotten iron spear in his hand was full of shadows, lifting the magic soldiers who rushed forward. He was struck by many strokes. The dragon bone armor was covered with holes and blood. Some enemies and his own. His consciousness gradually blurred. The blood washed Han Yun's hand holding the rotten iron spear over and over again. One group of people around Han Yun fell down and another group, but he miraculously stood up.

The cultivators around Han Yun are consciously protecting Han Yun with their bodies. Perhaps only soldiers on the battlefield understand the feelings! Blood and death can make the weakest people brave, and righteousness can often turn selfishness into selflessness.

Those cultivators who protect Han Yun with their bodies and lives have never met Han Yun, and they don’t even know what Han Yun’s name is. They only recognize one thing: Han Yun is a flag and a benchmark, and the spiritual pillar of thousands of people behind him. They can fall down, but he must not fall down, never!

Han Yun's eyes were red, so red that even his pupils were filled with blood!

"Roar!" Han Yun roared suddenly, and the aura on his body burst out, and a terrifying aura erupted from the bloody rotten spear.

Buzz ~

Like a dragon's roar!

Chip!

The black light of the spear was swept away, and the tip of the spear swept away, like chopping melons and vegetables, sweeping the ten true demons who were just around the corner to knock down Han Yun into two pieces. A circle of gorgeous bright reds drenched Han Yun into a bloody man.

This terrifying shot shocked the people on both sides, and time seemed to pause for several seconds.

"Kill!" Han Yun raised his gun with one hand and pointed it at the sky, like an evil dragon going out to sea and rushing into the group of demon soldiers, and he would die if he touched it!

Kill! Kill! Kill!!!

The morale of the cultivators behind him was greatly boosted, shouting loudly, and raising the magic weapon in his hand and roaring over, falling down one after another, one after another!

The demon army on the front suddenly felt that the pressure increased greatly, and several surrounds were broken. Han Yun rushed out first, and the cultivators behind him flowed out like a tide. The general of the demon clan made a ruthless move and cut off the torrent that rushed out. More than 3,000 cultivators behind were immediately surrounded again.

Han Yun rushed out with more than 3,000 people. When he turned his head, he found that half of the team was still surrounded. Two sharp murderous intent burst out from his bloody eyes and turned around and killed him. The three thousand cultivators behind him were excited and shouted and rushed back, but no one took the opportunity to escape. If a real man dies, he will die. What's the point!

Han Yun felt that blood was burning all over his body, and there was only one word left in his mind - kill!

Kill all those who dared to stop their progress. The bad iron spear in his hand seemed to sense Han Yun's mood, dissipating an unparalleled murderous aura, and the blood on the spear was flowing down. It was a feeling of long-term surround, full of pleasure, the murderous intent accumulated in his chest became heavier and heavier, and the blood-red eyes made people intimidated.

Kill and kill!

Han Yun flew away the iron spear in his hand, and he reaped a life with every shot!

Scared! Retreat!

The demon soldiers who stood in front of Han Yun were all frightened and subconsciously avoided them, not daring to face Han Yun's terrifying bloody eyes!

The demon general waved his hand, and the five red-horned demons around him rushed out and forced him towards Han Yun. The scenery that Han Yun looked out of his eyes was red, blood was covered with murderous thoughts, and his chest was filled with murderous intent. Suddenly, a hot force flowed out from the black jade sign in his chest, and quickly spread throughout his limbs, and the rotten iron spear in his hand suddenly shook.

A scene that is hard for everyone to see happened!

A black light flashed, and before the five red-horned demons could figure out what was going on, they found that their bodies were floating uncontrollably. Only then did a sharp pain come from their chests. The five red-horned demons were penetrated by the rotten iron spear in Han Yun's hand, and they were pierced into a string like candied haws.

Quick! It's too fast, no one can see how Han Yun took action, and even Han Yun himself doesn't know how he did it!

A vast force suddenly burst out from the gun, and the bodies of the five red-horned demons exploded at the same time, and their flesh and blood splattered.

Violent! Cruel! Bloody!

The two soldiers who were fighting in a melee stopped each other, and this shocking scene shocked both sides again.

A demon cried out tremblingly, turned around and ran away! Then, like a chain reaction, the demons around him scattered, and the demon general could not stop drinking. He killed several demon soldiers in a row before shocking the team. Han Yun had already led the team out of the encirclement.

The demon general was furious and led the team to chase and fight, eating the tails of hundreds of people in the cultivator team!

Han Yun led the team to rush subconsciously. Four or five thousand cultivators behind him followed Han Yun in a stern manner and ran for nearly ten thousand miles in one breath. Han Yun suddenly stopped, and the already exhausted team behind him stopped the rushing. On the spot, dozens of cultivators who had exhausted their energy fell from the air and fell on the desert. After experiencing a life-and-death battle, they ran away for four or five hours, and even the iron-killing people could not stand it.

Han Yun held the dry spear tightly with the blood, looking back at the unfamiliar tired faces in front of him, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he had a dream. Now that he woke up from the dream, a feeling of emptiness and fatigue surged like a tide, his eyelids were as heavy as if he was filled with lead, and he lost consciousness the next moment and fell into the bottomless world!

A series of passionate scenes of rushing blood were repeatedly reflected in Han Yun's mind, silver armor and silver spear, blood stained the robe! Suddenly, a piece of green appeared on the ground, a huge tree rose slowly, and a blood-red sunset hit the tip of the giant tree, and the green skirt stood on the branches under the sunset, and the sunset slowly turned into a beautiful face...

"Yaoyao...shen wood!" Han Yun, who was in a coma, suddenly raised up and shouted loudly.

"Yun Tongzhi woke up, Lord Tongzhi woke up!" An excited shout came from his ears. Han Yun slowly opened his eyes, and dozens of strange faces were reflected in his eyes. These faces were filled with joy, and there was unconcealed respect in his eyes!

Han Yun closed his eyes and recalled the dream just now. After a while, he opened his eyes again. He felt that dozens of faces were filled with worry and the feelings were sincere.

Han Yun struggled to sit up, feeling that his bones were falling apart.

"See Lord Commander!" A huge call scared Han Yun. Looking at him, he saw four or five thousand people standing neatly not far away in the direction of Han Yun and saluting at the same time.

A warm feeling rose in Han Yun's heart, he grinned, stood up and bowed.

"Yun Tong, you finally woke up. These two days have made us very anxious!" A cultivator from the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm said respectfully.

After the bloody battle the day before yesterday, these cultivators had seen Han Yun's terrible strength. Even the generals of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm dared not underestimate Han Yun, a cultivator with only the cultivation level of the True Immortal Realm.

Han Yun glanced around and found that there were three masters from the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm and eight from the Heavenly Immortal Realm. He couldn't help but sweat secretly and asked the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm cultivator, "Are you from Kuikan Banner?"

Although the clothes worn by the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm cultivator were covered in blood, he could barely recognize him as a person from Kuikan Banner, and he was also a commander. The cultivator hurriedly said: "I am Jia Zheng, the governor of the Sixth War Department of the Right Army of Kuikan Banner!"

This Jia Zheng claimed to be a subordinate, which made Han Yun feel a little embarrassed. He was in charge of his own. This Jia Zheng was the governor and his position was two levels higher than him. However, the people around him didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Han Yun led everyone out of the siege and was now the commander of these 5,000 people.

"In the lower Zoufang, the Vermillion Bird Banner!"

"In Shimotian Sanshan, the Thick Earth Flag!"

The other two cultivators from the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm also introduced themselves, and other cultivators from the Tianxian Realm also came forward to introduce themselves. Han Yun responded with a smile. It was really hard to remember so many people.

"Yunzhuan, what should I do next? I'm waiting for you to make an idea!" Jia Zheng said respectfully. This Jia Zheng is a versatile guy. This time, Han Yun made great contributions. In addition, his relationship with His Royal Highness the Palace Master, if he can return to the fairy world smoothly this time, his future will be bright and brilliant. It is absolutely true that he has a good relationship with him.

Han Yun touched his chin awkwardly and said, "You are all veterans in the march and attacking generals, so I will say that you should make the decision!"

Jia Zheng said solemnly: "Don't be too humble in the Yunzheng system. If it weren't for the Yunzheng system, we would have fallen into this Demon Realm. If you are the commander-in-chief, everyone will be convinced!"

"That's right, don't refuse the Yun rule!" Zou Fang and Tian Sanshan horse echoed.

"God of War, don't refuse. We are still waiting for you to lead everyone back to the fairy world!" Someone in the cultivator team said loudly.

It turned out that the words that the demon clan who escaped first in the war that day were the word "God of War". Among the cultivators, some people who understand the language of the demon clan heard it. The title of God of War has spread in the team these days!

Han Yun was shocked and hurriedly said, "Don't call me Yun Zheng!"

Jia Zheng and others also knew that this title was extraordinary, so they hurriedly scolded everyone, and Yan Ling did not call Han Yun like this.

Seeing that everyone supported me so much, and Zou Fang and others obviously sincerely supported me as the temporary chief, Han Yun stopped refusing.
Chapter completed!