Some dust on the ground suddenly blew by the wind, and there were many people surrounding the streets, but you could still hear the scattered steps from the streets in the distance.
The sound of the wind and the scattered steps were mixed together and rang in everyone's ears.
Many people have already narrowed their eyes in the wind. In fact, if you encounter sand and dust blowing from strong winds, it would be bad if you close your eyes and sand is in your eyes.
But they dare not close their eyes because they are afraid that once they close their eyes, they will not see the wonderful things that are about to happen.
What is so exciting here that it is worth everyone facing the dust without closing their eyes?
The City of Art, the capital of the Alliance, can be said to be the city with the largest commercial traffic on the Gods and Demons. Why does such a scene occur in this commercial city?
Could it be that a nobleman is coming?
Or is the legendary top master appearing?
Or is there a big scene here?
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A silent and introverted person will curiously ask others in his slightly awkward tone at this moment.
With his eyes wide open, the wind looked ahead. The sand and dust were nothing to him. The sand and dust had been separated by his fighting spirit one meter in front of him.
"Big... Sir..." The hotel attendant who was still betting just now looked at the 50 gold coins that the man in black robe won on the table and the man who released his fighting spirit to block the sand and dust, he was full of admiration.
The gamblers around also knew that the tall man in front of him was actually a powerful swordsman. Looking at his fighting spirit protecting his body, he could tell that his strength was definitely above the level of a golden swordsman.
The gamblers here are all ordinary people who are nothing. What an amazing thing it is to let them gamble on the same table with a powerful golden swordsman!
Think about it, you can brag in front of everyone in the future. I was gambling with a golden swordsman. I am afraid everyone will be envious and amazed...
However, Feng Kuang obviously didn't care about the thoughts and feelings of the ordinary people around him. He was staring in the distance...
Listening to the scattered pace, the experienced Feng Kuang knew that this showed that the large number of troops coming from the front were definitely not troops.
Because the army is moving in large numbers, it will definitely not be in a scattered pace. Soldiers are moving forward in an orderly manner. Such a group is terrible. A sword may have limited power, but what about a hundred people swinging a hundred swords at the same time? Even children may know this power.
The army is such a neat group, with scattered steps and a large number of people, coupled with the strong murderous intent in the wind, it is not difficult to tell the identity of the person.
In the Art City, there are only mercenaries with a large number of powerful groups, and the most powerful of the mercenaries is the Beast Mercenary Group.
"Just just feeling can make people understand the other party's terribleness. The beast mercenary group is indeed not a fame!" Feng Kuang sighed secretly, and involuntarily clenched his fists, thinking in his heart.
Just now, she had prepared several delicious side dishes for Chu Mo. The wind chime was sitting. Suddenly, she felt a strong murderous aura. This was the murderous aura that came from the wind. The strong murderous aura passed through the wind, like a large net that spilled out towards this side.
Feng Ling couldn't help but hold her rice bowl tightly, and her face froze...
Perhaps feeling the situation of the wind chime, Chu Mo stretched out a hand and slowly sootheed her back. As his palm gently stroked it, the wind chime felt a warm air flow...
This airflow completely blocks the murderous aura in the wind. This place is like a safe fortress, blocking all dangers.
Fengling smiled at Chu Mo Yanran. She liked this feeling. As a woman, she needed a strong shoulder to protect her at the critical moment.
Even the powerful Fengling was always a woman. With Chu Mo, no matter how dangerous the place was, she could not hurt her.
Just because she is Chu Mo's woman, if you want to hurt her, you can only step on Chu Mo's body.
But in this world, the person who wants to knock Chu Mo down and step on his body... is probably not born yet!
The wind is still blowing, and people have arrived in front of the hotel.
Many people came and swept around. There were crowds of people outside the hotel, and there were definitely a hundred people. If there were more people hiding around, there would be about two or three hundred people.
"It seems that you value me very much..." Chu Mo sat down, ate the dish, and smiled slowly.
His voice was very light and his movements were very leisurely. He seemed to not take these people seriously at all, and there was no pressure in his heart.
A gentle voice sounded clearly in everyone's ears, and all the mercenaries and people shot their eyes at him.
This man in black robe, with mysterious black, blurred face and leisurely posture, was still eating casually in front of a hundred good guys. This courage alone was not something that ordinary people could do.
Just a meeting, Lei Xiao came to this conclusion in his heart.
"Lei Xiao, the commander of the Beast Mercenary Group, heard that you injured my three brothers today. I wonder what you are going to do about this?" Lei Xiao walked out of the crowd. His figure was very tall and could be said to be outstanding. Even the tall and strong Crespo was just an ordinary young man in front of him. His voice was very loud, and his rough face looked like a honest man no matter how he looked.
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But if you only read this little bit, you are absolutely wrong, and it is ridiculously wrong.
Those who have not looked at Lei Xiao’s eyes carefully must regret it, because his eyes are very fierce, like a wild beast.
Chu Mo was now looking at Lei Xiao outside the door, and the fierceness in his eyes was nothing to Chu Mo.
No matter how fierce the eyes were, Chu Mo had seen them, how could he be afraid of him?
"How about cold dishes?" Chu Mo's answer was very simple, and he said with a joking attitude.
"I heard that your martial arts are magical. I wonder if it will make you eye-open?" Lei Xiao was angry. After many years, he could not remember how many people dared to play with him, but he knew very well that those who played with him were no longer in this world.
Lei Xiao's loud voice sounded in his ears, and his fierce and bloodthirsty eyes were all in his eyes.
Chu Mo lifted up his glass, toasted Lei Xiao for a moment, raised his glass and drank it all in one go.
Lei Xiao moved. He had to teach him a lesson anyway, no matter what, the man in front of him who did not take him seriously.
Although Lei Xiao is a tall and strong man, his body and steps are very fast and flexible.
Just a big step, his hands were clenched, and a yellowish light radiated across his body rushed towards Chu Mo's chest.
This punch is perfect in terms of strength, angle and speed.
There was no prompt at the beginning, so he lifted his fist and hit it. Moreover, one punch was so powerful. Lei Xiao believed that few people on this continent could hastily block his punch.
Feng Ling, who was sitting next to Chu Mo, looked at the punch without any fear. She believed Chu Mo, just as she still didn't want to leave Chu Mo half a step away.
"Your fist is very powerful." A clear voice rang in Lei Xiao's ears.
Lei Xiao suddenly shivered. He looked at the man in black robe sitting opposite him in horror, and said in his heart: "Is it him who is talking to me?"
"Your fist is very powerful, very good..." The man in black continued to speak.
This is a very difficult scene. Lei Xiaoren is still a few steps away from the man in black robe, and his fists have gradually stretched out and hit him forward; while the man in black robe is still sitting on the chair without any movement, but in a trance everyone saw the corners of his mouth moving, and the voice also comes from his mouth; although his eyes can see these, they can't see his face clearly.
Lei Xiao was depressed. He didn't understand what kind of monster the guy in front of him was, but he believed that no matter what monster or magic it was, as long as he punched with fighting spirit, even the magical magic would appear.