Chapter 70 I’m so scared!

Liu Qinghe's face was condensed, with a hint of arrogance in his tone, "Our Mad Wolf Mercenary Group is a one-star mercenary force, with the same name as the four major families."

"Oh, it's the notoriety!" Leng Wuyou's face was paralyzed. He looked serious, but the words he said were very poisonous. At the end, she added, "The Mad Wolf Mercenary Group is not yours." So,

How proud are you?

These words directly poked Liu Qinghe's heart. In order to enter the high-level forces of the Mad Wolf Mercenary Group, he first got into the Fire Mercenary Group, and then stole various information from the Fire Mercenary Group and sent it back

In the group, they were allowed to suppress and kill in various ways, so the Fire Mercenary Group became what it is now. The former Fire Mercenary Group was a two-star force, and it was because his existence threatened the Mad Wolf Mercenary Group, so

Only then was he calculated to this point.

Of course, Wei Lin and the others didn't know about this. They always thought that Liu Qinghe was unjust because of his profit.

And Liu Qinghe had worked so hard, but in the end he only got the position of captain, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Especially Leng Wuyou's knife stabbed his heart as if it was bleeding.

His expression was gloomy and terrifying, and his elegant face was slightly distorted, "Very good, boy, you succeeded in irritating me."

"Ah." Leng Wuyou uttered a syllable in his mouth, then patted his chest expressionlessly and said without any fluctuation in his tone, "I'm so scared!"

"Pfft~" Ruan Xin almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Everyone else present also looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Liu Qinghe's face was distorted for another moment. In the blink of an eye, he saw Ruan Xin holding back his smile. He raised his hand and slapped Ruan Xin's face, "You dare to laugh at me."

Ruan Xin's pretty face turned pale, and she saw that the slap was about to fall on her face. Suddenly, a cold light flashed from the corner of her eyes, and she heard a scream of "Ah", and Liu Qinghe suddenly had an extra one on his raised palm.

Bloody hole.

Ruanxin's beautiful eyes widened, and a blood-stained stone on the ground rolled into her sight. She opened her mouth in surprise, "It's amazing." He didn't seem to have used his spiritual power yet?

"How dare you!" The middle-aged man who was holding his soft heart was still watching the excitement. Leng Wuyou's sudden attack was something he didn't expect. Therefore, he was unable to take action immediately and watched Liu Qinghe in front of his eyes.

He was injured in front of him and reacted

After that, he immediately became furious, shook off his soft heart, slapped the big knife on his waist with his rough palm, and the big knife flew out of the scabbard in an instant, drawing a long sword light in the air,

The middle-aged man raised his hand and grasped the handle of the knife.

"Uncle Yang, kill him." Liu Qinghe held his injured wrist with one hand, his face twisted, and his eyes full of sinisterness.

The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Yang glanced at him with a faint look. Uncle Yang didn't like Liu Qinghe, but he was from their mercenary group. Even if he didn't like him, he wouldn't.

Show it, and then again, even if he doesn't shout this, he will still take action. Who told him to mind his own business, who told him to disrespect their Mad Wolf Mercenary Group, so he deserves to die.

Uncle Yang held the knife in one hand, and the golden fighting spirit on his body rose.

There are eight types of fighting spirit. The lowest price is white fighting spirit, followed by yellow, then brown, red, gold, silver, purple and colorless.

The so-called colorless means that it is truly colorless, without any color, as transparent as it is unmistakable, but the colorless fighting spirit can be said to be unique among ten thousand. Let alone now, even in ancient times there are only a handful of people who have colorless fighting spirit.

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Fighting spirit can actually be advanced, but it is very difficult, and the luck treasure opportunity is indispensable. Even if these conditions are met, it is still unknown whether it can be successful.

Putting these things aside for now, just look at the scene. As soon as Uncle Yang's aura exploded, Leng Wuyou felt the powerful power on him.

"The fourth level martial artist still has golden fighting spirit." Leng Wuyou raised his eyebrows. Golden fighting spirit is really rare.

"Boy, suffer death!" Uncle Yang shouted and stamped his foot on the ground. Suddenly, dense cracks appeared on the ground with his stamp.

"Huh." Leng Wuyou snorted, and retreated ten meters away in a flash, "Are you the only one with fighting spirit?"

"What?" Everyone present was stunned. Even Uncle Yang who appeared at the spot where Leng Wuyou was standing was stunned. Could it be that this kid is also a warrior.

Sure enough, in the next second, Leng Wuyou softly shouted, "Get up." An invisible force exploded in her body, and purple fighting spirit rose up, wrapping Leng Wuyou's entire body in it.

First level martial artist!

"He is also a martial artist." Everyone present was wide-eyed. He actually has the strength of a martial artist at such a young age. Is this kid a pervert? Could it be that he started practicing in his mother's womb?

Warriors are different from spiritual cultivators. Warrior cultivators are twice as difficult as spiritual cultivators. That's why these people are so shocked. Looking at Uncle Yang's age alone and Leng Wuyou's age, such a comparison, it feels like they are one after another.

In the sky, how can people not be frightened?

However, it is difficult for warriors to practice, but their strength is stronger than that of spiritual practitioners of the same realm. Moreover, the endurance and endurance of warriors are two to three times that of spiritual practitioners. Warriors are also the easiest to challenge.
Chapter completed!