The noise outside gradually became clear, as if the wounded had been transported back.


    This kind of thing must be very common here. Yang Xuan didn''t want to pay attention to it, but when his mind flashed over a wounded man, his eyes suddenly coagulated.


    The next moment, he pushed open the gate and went out.


    Outside the door was a team of about dozens of people passing by, carrying a stretcher with the wounded on it.


    This should be a small team of scouts. Their accomplishments are not high. The highest one should be the leader. He is only heaven level, but he was injured and carried on a stretcher.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on the stretcher.


    The soldier carrying the stretcher saw Yang Xuan looking at him and looked at him warily. After a few eyes, he would pass by him.


    "Wait!" Yang Xuan suddenly opened his mouth.


    The pair of soldiers were stunned. They looked at Yang Xuan and said, "what''s the matter?"


    These people didn''t know Yang Xuan or his identity. At this time, they all had a look of vigilance in their eyes.


    Yang Xuan approached the stretcher and said, "put him down!"


    The two soldiers carrying the stretcher showed vigilance on their faces and began to lean back. At the same time, the soldiers nearby surrounded and blocked the stretcher behind them.


    The man who spoke first said warily, "who are you?"


    Yang Xuan didn''t explain. He waved and the people who stopped him had retreated to one side involuntarily.


    "What are you doing?" the soldier nearby shouted angrily and directly surrounded Yang Xuan.


    Their captain was seriously injured. If he didn''t receive treatment, his life would be in danger. At this time, he was angry when he saw someone making trouble.


    If they weren''t in the camp, I''m afraid they would do it directly.


    But Yang Xuan didn''t explain. He waved again. The people around felt a strong attack. They pushed them back directly, revealing the people carrying the stretcher.


    Bang!


    The next moment, the two people carrying the stretcher were pushed out, and the stretcher fell to the ground with a bang.


    At this moment, hundreds of soldiers were completely angry. They were in a bad mood because of the adverse war. At this time, they couldn''t help but draw out their weapons and press them against Yang Xuan.


    At the critical moment, a dignified voice suddenly came: "stop!"


    Everyone was stunned. After looking at it, Qi saluted: "general Yin!"


    It was Yin Feng who came. He frowned, looked at the stretcher falling on the ground and asked in a deep voice, "what''s the matter?"


    Thousands of people said what had just happened.


    Yin Feng came to Yang Xuan and whispered, "Xuan Sheng, what''s going on?"


    His voice was so low that only Yang Xuan could hear him clearly, but although others didn''t hear his address clearly, they all saw his respectful and abnormal attitude, and immediately guessed Yang Xuan''s identity.


    Yang Xuan walked around the wounded twice, sneered at the corners of his mouth and said, "I don''t know that I''m carrying a demon through the market."


    Everyone, including Yin Feng, was stunned and looked at the wounded on the ground.


    Yes, this is their captain. It''s not bad at all.


    A soldier may be grumpy. Although Yinfeng''s attitude made him guess Yang Xuan''s identity, seeing that he slandered his captain, he couldn''t help but say angrily, "what did you say? Say it again."


    Yinfeng drank: "shut up!"


    Then he asked in a low voice, "Xuansheng? Does he have a problem?"


    Others don''t know what Yang Xuan is. How can he not know that a saint can never joke here.


    Yang Xuan nodded slightly, but did not explain. Suddenly, he slapped the wounded on the ground.


    The people around were surprised and rushed over between surprise and anger.


    Yin Feng waved a palm wind to push them back, and said in a deep voice, "look!"


    They were forced to stop and just wanted to speak, but what happened at the next moment stunned them.


    As Yang Xuan''s palm fell on the wounded, the wounded who had just fallen into a coma suddenly gave out a shrill scream to the extreme. Then, a dark shadow about one foot long, all black and as long as a mouse, but only a mass of black smoke came out of the wounded''s body and squatted on the wounded, He bared his teeth to Yang Xuan.


    Someone uttered a huge exclamation: "demon!??"


    Squeak!


    At this moment, what was called a demon suddenly launched an attack and rushed at Yang Xuan.


    "Be careful!" the crowd exclaimed at the same time.


    But Yang Xuan didn''t even change his expression. With a gentle pinch of his hand, the demon was pinched in his hand and screamed bitterly.


    Everyone was stunned and didn''t know what to say.


    At this time, the wounded on the ground gave out a weak groan and attracted everyone to look at it.


    "Captain!"


    Several people rushed over.


    Yang Xuan held the demon in his hand and simply did it to the end. He waved and sent aura into the man''s body to help him recover from his injury in a short time.


    Seeing his captain become lively from serious injury in a short time, hundreds of soldiers were confused and confused.


    Of course Yinfeng knew whose credit it was, and said in a deep voice, "don''t kneel down and thank Xuansheng!"


    The captain who just sat up also vaguely knew whose means it was. When he heard the speech, he quickly got up and knelt down. He just wanted to thank him, but he suddenly reacted to what Yinfeng said. He suddenly exclaimed with horror in his eyes: "the Holy One?"


    Others were stunned and completely confused.


    Yang Xuan smiled, turned around and left holding the demon.


    After returning to the hospital, not long after Yinfeng settled those people, he also followed in. He saw that Yang Xuan was studying the struggling demon in his hand and said, "Xuansheng should be careful. Although his demon cultivation is not high, his spiritual strength is very huge and his concealment is very good."


    Yang Xuan nodded and asked, "this demon is one of the spiritual demons?"


    Yin Feng nodded: "yes, and it''s one of the more difficult spiritual demons. Once there was a great emperor."


    Yang Xuan looked at the grinning demon in his hand with great interest and said, "I know. I''ll study it."


    The sound wind path, the sound Xuan saint was careful, and then left.


    Although the demon is terrible, Yang Xuan is a saint, so Yinfeng doesn''t worry much and leaves at ease.


    After he left, Yang Xuan looked carefully.


    He found that the guy with the same body as a mouse actually had no hair, but was covered with a layer of fine scales and glittered with black light. Its head does not exist, just a dark air mass, which looks very mysterious.


    The demon was still screaming. Yang Xuan found that its voice came not from the head, but from the abdomen, which was similar to ventral language.


    After observing the appearance, Yang Xuan thought and began to try to probe his mind into the demon''s body.


    The demon may have felt something and began to struggle. His strength increased several times in a short time, and his strength was even close to the emperor.


    Yang Xuan doesn''t care about others. His mind is like a needle. He stabs it directly.


    After a scream, the demon struggled more violently, and at this time, Yang Xuan''s mind had entered its body.