Green plucked up his courage and asked him: "Where are you going to find the Wanmo Sword?" Although she was very curious about what the Wanmo Sword was and was also curious about Le Yu's identity, she still wouldn't ask more questions now.

Le Yu looked at the two of them, showed his original hearty smile, and said, "Where is the hunter army, the Wanmo Sword should be there too."

"Let's find it for you together." Green said without thinking. As soon as he said that, Green felt that he was a little too excited.

There is no way, who made Le Yu so mysterious, she couldn't help but want to peek into his secrets.

Ye Lin smiled and explained: "You helped us solve the killing god, but we haven't found anything for you yet. So we should still be with you."

"Okay!" Le Yu agreed readily.

Green took out the Guiyuan Spirit Pill she refined and gave it to Ye Lin to take. After taking it, he recuperated for two days, his injuries healed a lot, and his internal organs no longer felt the pain of burning.

The three of them still set off together. This time they went south, hoping to run into the army of hunters.

On the way, Green thought about it over and over again and asked Le Yu: "There are thousands of hunters. Do you know who the Ten Thousand Demon Swords are in?"

Le Yu's steps suddenly stopped, looked at the two of them, and said, "Whoever commands the hunter army is the one who holds the Ten Thousand Demon Swords. This is certain."

Green didn't understand why he was so sure.

"You are very curious about what the Wanmo Sword is, are you?" Le Yu suddenly said this. Even Ye Lin looked at him.

In fact, Green was very curious. Even if Ye Lin didn't know, he probably guessed something.

Le Yu explained: "The Wanmo Sword is the sword of the gods of killing in all dynasties. Only the demons who are contaminated with countless blood can be recognized by the Wanmo Sword."

In this way, the Ten Thousand Demon Sword is like its name, and it is a demon sword.

"So, why are you looking for the Wanmo Sword?" Green was puzzled.

Le Yu looked very righteous and didn't look like a bloody and cruel person. So why did he look for the Wanmo Sword? Just as the God of Killing said, it was useless to him at all.

Le Yu did not answer Green's doubts, but just looked at Ye Lin and said, "If I get the Ten Thousand Demon Sword, it will be good for you."

"How do you say this?" Ye Lin also asked.

At this moment, Le Yu explained: "Only demons contaminated with countless blood can get the recognition of the Ten Thousand Demon Swords, and if they get the Ten Thousand Demon Swords, they can command the hunters. Judging from the hunters' fearlessness and ferociousness, the hunters are the most invincible army. Is it right?"

Ye Lin looked at Le Yu regularly and suddenly felt that he could not see through the purpose of this young man.

Le Yu turned around and continued to walk forward, saying, "The Ten Thousand Demon Swords are in the hands of the hunters, and they will never give up invading the human world."

Having said that, Ye Lin finally understood. As long as the Ten Thousand Demon Swords are not in the hands of the hunter, the hunter will return to a state of disarray without a man and will never be able to form a large army again. In this way, maintaining a century-long peace in the human world is not a problem!

The stability of the human world lasted for more than 50 years because of the god of killing. Even though he was seriously injured and dying, he was reluctant to pass the Ten Thousand Demon Swords to others.

However, the God of Killing was reluctant to let the power brought to him by the Ten Thousand Demon Sword, but why did he hand it over to others now? As a result, he didn't even have a handy weapon, and could only use his blood energy to condense a red sword to fight.

"I think the God of Killing should not hand over the Ten Thousand Demon Sword to others casually. So... the one who can be ordered by him to command the hunters with Ten Thousand Demon Sword must be the one he trusts." Le Yu said in a faint voice.

"As for who it is, we will know naturally once we find it."

Le Yu raised his head and looked into the south. However, the excitement light shining in his eyes was actually very strong.

...

At the same time, the city of Shenfeng thousands of miles away.

In Fengyi Palace, a banquet was being held in the court. The king and his ministers in the hall were drinking and having fun.

But there were two unique figures in the crowd. Their seats were in the first row of their left hand, which was obviously very noble. However, their blond hair, blue eyes, sharp ears, and plain expressions seemed a little out of place in this scene of singing and dancing.

These two people are from the elves, and Emperor Feng Yi welcomed them at this banquet. However, those who can sit in this row will naturally not be ordinary elves.

At this time, an eunuch walked to the emperor and whispered to him, "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report on the front line." After hearing this, the emperor hooked up at him, and the eunuch approached him and came to listen.

After whispering, Emperor Feng Yi's face changed drastically, and he could no longer maintain his calm expression. He completely forgot that this was at the banquet.

The original state of the hall was filled with joy, and now the ministers who knew that they had noticed their faces had stopped to give up. His Majesty's face was a little ugly.

The blonde man sitting in the front row kept observing. At this moment, he coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty Feng Yi, what's wrong?"

Emperor Feng Yi was silent for a moment before saying in a little embarrassed manner: "To be honest with the Elf King, it is an urgent report from the front line."

"Oh? What did you say?" the Elf King leaned back and asked. Sitting behind him was an elf girl, who was very beautiful, with bright and pure green eyes, as if she was the brightest star in the sky.

She is the princess of the Elf tribe and the only daughter of the Elf King. Murphy has longed for the rich and interesting human world since she was a child, so Emperor Fengyi invited the Elf King to Shenfeng City to discuss important matters, so she followed her with sting.

Emperor Feng Yi hesitated and finally said: "The latest information in Dongqu County, the God of Killing... is still alive..."

"What?!" The Elf King was also extremely shocked after hearing this.

Murphy's bright eyes behind him were also wide open. The God of Killing... is the king of the hunter. She has heard a lot of stories about the God of Killing since she was a child.

That was a devil full of bloody sins! I didn't expect that he was still alive, which means... the continent may no longer be peaceful.

Feng Yi's court officials were all even more angry, and the older old ministers shook unconsciously.

This name is a nightmare. In that disaster more than fifty years ago, a major city was washed away by blood. Anyone who hears it will be furious.

"How could the God of Killing be alive? Have you made a mistake?" said the Elf King incredulously.

Emperor Feng Yi smiled bitterly: "I hope I've made a mistake too. However, my sixth prince went deep into the enemy's abdomen not long ago and almost lost his life to find out the news. How could it be fake?"

The Elf King frowned, and it was troublesome now.

Emperor Feng Yi calmed down for a moment before coughing lightly and said, "You all go back to your house, don't talk about this matter for now. I have important matters with the Elf King."

No one is in the mood to have a banquet at the moment. How terrifying the word "Kill God" is, it is hard to describe. After all the ministers left, Emperor Feng Yi sent the servants away, and only him, the Elf King and Murphy were left in the hall.

Emperor Feng Yi no longer cared about his noble identity. He walked down quickly, sat cross-legged in front of the Elf King's table, and said earnestly: "The Elf King also heard it, and the God of Killing is still alive. This news is undoubtedly a bad news for the entire continent."

He invited the Elf King to Shenfeng City, hoping that the Elf Clan could send troops to help Feng Yi overcome the difficulties.

"I know." The Elf King replied expressionlessly.

But his expression made Emperor Feng Yi a little uneasy. "Is the Elf King still unwilling to assist Feng Yi? If it were just an ordinary hunter invasion before, humans could solve it themselves after a lot of effort. But the existence of the God of Kill can twist the hunter into a rope! If humans are defeated, then other races..."

"I know this too!" The Elf King's tone slightly aggravated, obviously also feeling upset.

Emperor Feng Yi stumbled slightly, and his aged face became even more haggard. "I, Feng Yi, have always been in good terms with the elves. Now that Feng Yi is in trouble, I just hope that the elves can provide some help. The people of Feng Yi must be grateful!"

The Elf King still didn't let go.

In fact, Emperor Feng Yi knew where the Elf King was in a dilemma. The enemy was a hunter, so it was impossible for him to not suffer any serious casualties when sending troops. The Elf King could not agree casually because he also had to consider his tribe members.

Emperor Feng Yi looked at him, then turned his eyes to Murphy, "Princess Murphy, I know that you like the human world and are the kindest. You don't want the places you yearn for suffering, right?"

After hearing this, Murphy was silent for a moment, and his big eyes struggled for a moment. He looked at the Elf King, and finally said unbearablely: "Father, help them."
Chapter completed!