Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 521 Cannibalism
After all the generals withdrew to do their own affairs, Sun Weihuang's anger eased a little.

He returned to the messy study room, walked up and down with his hands behind his back, thinking about his next plan.

He believed that his act of flipping the table would soon reach the ears of those people, and in this way, at least they would restrain their behavior a little bit.

After all, they really pissed themselves off completely, and they couldn't afford the consequences.

The calculations against the Sun Clan on the Holy Demon battlefield were more or less testing the Sun Clan's bottom line.

"What an imperial party!"

Sun Weihuang spit out these words coldly, and there was a crackling sound from his clenched fist.

Among the imperial party, there are relatively few high-ranking families who have been passed down for thousands of years, and most of them are upstart families. These families have a little less background, so they are naturally more eager to make progress, and of course their methods are radical and ruthless.

This is where the background of the high-ranking family is here, and things are done without fireworks, unlike those upstarts. In order to achieve certain goals, these people do not hesitate to use any means.

As the bloody battle became more and more intense, the number of children sent by the clans of various aristocratic families continued to increase, and the Sun clan was no exception.

Sun Weihuang had four sons together, except for the eldest, Sun Shisu, who couldn't suppress the realm, so he didn't enter the Holy Demon Battlefield, the other three were all fighting in the battlefield at the moment.

The second son, Sun Shihong, had just been promoted to the Yuan Dynasty for less than two months. After the promotion, he suppressed his cultivation and hurriedly led the team into the battlefield.

Sun Weihuang was actually very worried about this.

In the hinterland of the demon-controlled area of ​​the Holy Demon Battlefield, in a complex area where valleys intersect, bloody battles have been going on for many days.

In the valley where this area is not located, nearly twenty teams have gathered, and the situation is simply chaotic.

The battle is not only between the demons and the human team, but also within the same camp, there are many conflicts. Civil wars break out from time to time, and the intensity is sometimes even more intense than the fighting between the opposing camps.

The scuffle had been stalemate for several days, and the clans of the various clans and tribes in the Demon Race had roughly formed a combat formation, guarding the key points of entry and exit around the battlefield.

Generally speaking, the battle situation is extremely unfavorable for the human camp, but to the surprise of the demons, instead of cooperating with each other, the internal friction between the teams of the Zhenwu Holy Dynasty has become more and more intense.

Some teams have fought so hard that they can't stop fighting, and they don't even care about the foreign enemy, the Demon Race.

In a cave on a mountain in the valley, more than a dozen soldiers of the Sun Clan were meditating and healing their injuries. They were more or less wounded, and two of them were seriously injured and unconscious. Up and down stiff and motionless, I don't know if I can hold on.

The atmosphere in the cave was quite depressing. Several warriors with minor injuries were helping the seriously wounded to treat their wounds, while some warriors who had exhausted their true essence were also hurrying to practice and recover.

Judging from the freshness of the wounds on these people, they had just experienced a bitter battle, but the faces of these soldiers were very calm, without the slightest fear or retreat, even though the situation in front of them did not look good.

There were two uninjured warriors lying on the edge of the cave. They both held a machine crossbow in their hands and watched the movement outside vigilantly.

This valley is full of dangers, as sentries, they did not relax in the slightest.

Not long after, a group of soldiers came out from the bushes not far away.

The guard took a closer look, his expression relaxed, and he said joyfully to the cave in a low voice: "It is the Fourth Young Master who has returned."

The soldiers in the cave all heaved a sigh of relief, obviously feeling relieved a lot.

The fourth son at the sentry post is exactly Sun Shitao, the fourth son of Sun Weihuang, the leader of the Sun Clan, the first genius that the family places the greatest expectations on.

It has been a long time since he entered the holy devil battlefield to participate in the bloody battle of the holy devil, and his current temperament and appearance are obviously different from those at the beginning of the bloody battle.

His black hair was cut to an inch long by himself with a knife, and there was an incompletely healed scar on his handsome face, which gave him a cold and stern look.

Although the outer robe on his body is refined and has defensive restrictions, it is also damaged in many places, which shows the intensity of the battle.

Only the spear held in his hand, the sharp edge of the blue blood blue sky, is more murderous than before.

Unexpectedly, Sun Shitao was holding a human head in his left hand, and the expression on that person's face before death was frozen, showing an expression of extreme horror and disbelief, apparently he had no expectation of his own death at all.

Behind Sun Shitao, more than a dozen elite fighters of the Sun Clan followed, but everyone was wounded, and more than half of them were seriously injured, so they let their companions who were less injured walk with them.

After Sun Shitao came out of the forest, he stopped after walking a dozen steps towards the cave where Sun Clan was resting.

His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, looking at the sky not far ahead, in the depths of his eyes, two groups of purple flames were burning blazingly.

The blue blood and blue sky spear in his hand pointed forward slightly, and there was a faint light flickering on the tip of the spear.

In the air in front of where Sun Shitao was staring, there was a sudden distortion, and a woman in white appeared out of thin air.

In her eyes, there seemed to be a flash of thunder, and it flickered within a radius of more than ten feet.

The faces of the soldiers of the Sun Clan changed greatly. They all recognized this woman. She was Wang Konghou, who was regarded as the hope of rejuvenation of the royal clan and whose name spread throughout the Holy Dynasty.

Wang Konghou clasped his hands in front of his chest, looking at the head in Sun Shitao's hand, his voice could not hear any emotion: "Wang Yudi was killed by you?"

Sun Shitao said coldly: "That's right! If you dare to attack my Sun Clan team in a mere Yin-Yang realm, it's just for me to practice."

Wang Konghou's face remained motionless, as if the one who died was not the third son of the Wang Clan, but just an insignificant offshoot.

"Then what about the three teams of my royal family?"

"There are 110 seven people in total. All the martial saints died under their own guns. They should feel lucky."

Sun Shitao said indifferently: "It's just that the little bitch Wang Youying didn't show up, otherwise he would be slaughtered as well, and we can settle the blood debt of the Sun Clan fighters."

Wang Konghou's face finally changed a bit, she stared at Sun Shitao coldly, and said coldly: "Young Master Sun is so ruthless!"

Sun Shitao's eyes flashed sharply: "My Sun Clan's three teams have nearly a hundred people, and now only those behind me are left. If I don't fight hard, I'm afraid I can't even keep these people. Why, Miss Wang can't help it Want to shoot me?"

Wang Konghou was full of murderous intent, and said coldly: "Do you really think that I don't care about your grandson, so I won't kill you?"

Sun Shitao paused the blue blood and green sky in his hands, and laughed loudly: "Under the jurisdiction of Huo Dou, what is the use of you even if you are a strong man in the Guiyuan Realm? Besides, even if there is no Huo Dou, you can't kill me." !"

Sun Shitao was only at the high level of the Yin Yang Realm, and Wang Konghou was already a strong man at the middle level of the Guiyuan Realm, but in Sun Shitao's words, even if he was not on the battlefield of the Holy Demon, Wang Konghou would not be afraid to let go of his realm and attack with all his strength.

As the first genius of the younger generation of the Zhenwu Holy Dynasty, Sun Shitao has arrogant capital and self-confidence.

(End of this chapter)