Yue Mochen took the leather cowhide bag and said in confusion: "Brother Meng, are you?"
Meng Wujian looked at the confused people and was not stingy with his praise: "Okay, you are not arrogant or impatient, and your cultivation is OK, and you will be more accustomed to dealing with things as a general. You will definitely be famous in Zhendongyue in the future."
Liu Dayong was not sure, so he thought Meng Wujian was in an official voice and felt that the travel expenses were low, so he quickly answered: "Brother Meng, the toll we gave is higher than the standard you set earlier. Have you changed the standards recently?"
"No."
Meng Wujian smiled first, then looked at Yue Mochen and said, "I just don't recommend you go there."
"Why?"
"In the past two days, two groups of people have borrowed from me, and their cultivation is good. There are many people who are higher than me. Are you sure you have to go there?"
Liu Dayong frowned and looked at Yue Mochen.
Yue Mochen was also a sword-brow light lock at this time: Two groups of people? Who else is there besides the royal family? The Qing family set out from Shacheng and could not pass here. Moreover, their cultivation is higher than Meng Wujian?
"Brother Meng, I want to know, what you mean is higher than your cultivation level than your surface? Or is it higher than your real cultivation level?"
Yue Mochen asked casually, but Meng Wujian's pupils shrank when he heard this: Can he see that I am hiding my cultivation level?
"If you can tell me what kind of cultivation I am, then I will tell you the answer you want to know."
Yue Mochen said lightly: "Three sections of a hundred kalpas."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present, including Meng Wujian was shocked!
Everyone looked at Meng Wujian with a horror look on his face: Saint-level masters are rare in the Dongyue Continent. Except for the holy land and the royal family, basically all other forces do not have the saint-level command. Even if they are as powerful as mercenary unions, there will be no more than three saint-level masters in the union. And Meng Wujian in front of him is actually a saint-level master?
This is especially true for Meng Wujian's subordinates. They have followed Meng Wujian for many years. Although they have never seen Meng Wujian take action, the most powerful thing is just the Monkey King, right? Saint-level? Our heads?
This made it difficult for them to accept for a while.
Everyone looked at this lively "saint-level master" and felt a big question mark in their hearts. After a moment, they felt that Yue Mochen was either exaggerating and flattering or talking nonsense!
But if anyone is most surprised at the scene, it is definitely Meng Wujian, the person involved. Fourteen years ago, he was seriously injured. Although his cultivation has not decreased, his combat power is not as good as before. A holy-level master can only have the combat power of heaven, so he hid his cultivation.
Although his injuries had already recovered several years ago, he had always been hiding his cultivation.
In recent years, he has met many masters, even holy-level masters, but none of them can see his true cultivation. But the young boy in front of him can do it. How can he not be surprised?
"What about the answer I want?" Yue Mochen asked.
"It's higher than my true cultivation. I finally understand why Yongzi and the others chose to follow you. But there is one thing I can't understand."
Meng Wujian indeed gave an answer, which made Yue Mochen's heart condense, but Meng Wujian was still saying: "A person with higher cultivation than me can't see my true cultivation. How did you see it?"
This is equivalent to directly admitting Yue Mochen's words, which made everyone unable to react for a moment. What Yue Mochen said was actually true? Meng Wujian has been hiding so deeply?
Yue Mochen smiled faintly, spread his hands and said, "It's not impossible to tell you, but, what news do you use to exchange this time?"
Meng Wujian was stunned and thought to himself: This little devil, you know that I am a holy warrior and dare to bargain with me? Do you don’t know whether the sky is high or whether you are afraid of being in a hurry?
"Then what do you want me to exchange for?" Meng Wujian asked after pondering for a moment.
"I don't have the habit of quoting, it will lose the value of my message. You can open it." Yue Mochen vaguely guessed the other party's thoughts, but what about Yue Mochen's thoughts?
Meng Wujian's expression was stunned at first, then slowly became cold, and he smiled dryly: "How about using your dozens of lives?"
When the mercenaries of the Yongye Mercenary Group heard this, they were shocked. The other party’s meaning was very obvious. If the leader of their group did not say it, then they would kill all of their own people!
Even the backbone members such as Liu Dayong were frightened. As long as Yue Mochen said no, it would be like putting the entire Yongye Mercenary Group on the opposite side of Meng Wujian!
Meng Wujian, a holy-level master!
Even if he stood still and let the Yongye Mercenary Group siege besieged, he would not be injured!
For a moment, everyone's eyes were all on Yue Mochen.
Yue Mochen seemed to be unable to see the anxious gazes coming from around him, spread his hands again and said casually: "Then you kill me."
Meng Wujian snorted coldly when he heard this, and the bandits behind him drew out their weapons one after another.
At this time, a mercenary from the Eternal Night Mercenary Group exclaimed: "No, no, no! Wait!"
Meng Wujian raised his right hand and temporarily asked his subordinates to stop, but looked at the mercenary who spoke out: "I can wait, but you'd better give me a reason, otherwise, I'll let you die a hundred times more miserable!"
"Meng Kui, I... I just joined and I'm not familiar with them. Can you let me go?"
The mercenary looked at Meng Wujian tremblingly and said stutteringly.
Upon hearing this, several mercenaries in the Eternal Night Mercenary Group made the same remarks.
"Yes, he can't represent us. We just joined and were invited by them temporarily."
"That's right, we can't kill us..."
......
In order to survive, several newly joined mercenaries were striking to separate their ties from the Ye Mercenary Group. Sheng Leixiang looked at Yue Mochen with guilty expression, and the latter shook his head and signaled that it would not matter.
"Chief, this..." A subordinate of Meng Wujian looked at this scene and didn't know what to do, so he had to ask Meng Wujian for instructions.
Meng Wujian did not answer him, but instead said to everyone behind Yue Mochen: "Where are you new ones? Or, is there anything that has nothing to do with this person?"
Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but in the end they still didn't move, and they still stood there. This move undoubtedly chose to be on the same front as Yue Mochen.
Most of them are members of the original Shacheng Mercenary Group and the Fierce Wind Mercenary Group, and a few are newly joined, with a total of 51 people.
Yue Mochen looked at them with relief and said, "I remember what happened today. I promise you that your names will inevitably become legends in this world, as for them..."
Pointing to the traitor mercenaries who had previously separated from the mercenary group, Yue Mochen's eyes were condensed and he said, "Kill!"
The crowd of the Fierce Wind Mercenary Group shouted angrily and rushed out, but some people were faster than them!
A dark sword light suddenly appeared, tearing open the space and slashing directly at the traitors.
Without even the time to scream, their bodies were already divided into two.
At this time, Meng Wujian, who had always looked ferocious, suddenly changed his face and shouted: "Xia Ye! Who are you!"