"The third brother." The man called the eldest brother shouted at the man who was talking and frowned: "It's not that flaming leopard is useless, but the other party has a master, although we have not completely discovered the other party's true strength,
But we found out that there was at least one sword king following the other party in this line, which was not a single gain."
"A sword king?" The third brother showed a hint of disdain on his face and immediately said, "A mere sword king, why don't we kill him now, brother?"
No wonder the third brother was so disdainful. The three brothers were all Sword Kings, the eldest brother was the high-level Sword King, and the second brother was the middle-level Sword King. Even if he was the early-level Sword King, the three Sword Kings, even if the other party was the master of Sword King Dingfeng.
They can also fight, and let’s talk about it. In addition to the three of them, there are several swordsman masters around them.
"It seems that's all." The elder brother thought for a while, nodded and said, "Although we were a little hasty when we received the task this time, the other party also set off in a hurry. There should be not many masters around us, with our strength
, it will be no problem to take them down.”
After saying that, the eldest brother stood up, and then his two brothers stood up, and the swordsman masters who had been guarding each other around them immediately surrounded him when they saw the actions of the three of them.
In the camp, the flames were beating, and all the mercenaries were chatting together. Of course, most of them were around the mercenaries who followed Niu Er and the others to hunt the flame leopard, and listened to them being silenced.
The battle that was so terrifying just now, I occasionally let out an excited cheer.
Although most mercenaries are not strong, their adventurous spirit and passion in their bones are no less than those masters, or even worse. This kind of terrifying battle is what they like to hear the most.
"ah!"
A shrill scream suddenly came from outside the camp. The sound was filled with fear and pain. On the dark night, it was like the sound of a ghost, so terrifying and creepy.
Everyone who was in high spirits changed their faces. The camp, which was very lively just now, suddenly became silent, with only the "bang" sounds coming from the fire from time to time.
The tranquility lasted for only a moment, and all the mercenaries reacted. No one needed orders. All the mercenaries jumped up with their weapons and quickly made a defensive move.
"Ahhh!"
Before everyone could prepare, two more screams came from afar. Hearing these two screams, all the mercenaries instantly turned ashen and looked sad and angry, because they knew that the three screams were
It was their secret whistle outside.
The scream also alarmed Wen Hao, who was preparing to practice. Knowing that something big was about to happen, Wen Hao did not dare to neglect it. He turned over and got out of the car and quickly walked towards the gathering mercenaries.
At this time, the mercenaries had gathered together, like soldiers, neatly arranged. In the front row were nearly ten tall and strong men holding shields in their left hand and sword in their right hand. The madman and Niu Er were among them.
Wu Yong and several other swordsman masters stood at the front of the team. Although they knew that their brothers outside were being killed, their faces were full of grief and anger, they rushed forward without any hesitation because they were not yet
Knowing who the opponent who attacked them was and how strong it was, rushing forward would only kill more brothers.
Wen Hao walked to the mercenaries several meters behind and stopped, frowned, his face a little bad. When a discerning person saw it, he knew that someone was coming to Wu Yong and he was troubled. At this time, he and Wu Yong and others were also
When they are together, he is naturally inseparable from this trouble. Even if he says he and Wu Yong and the others are not together, the other party will probably not believe it.
"Forget it, let's talk about the situation!" Wen Hao sighed helplessly.
Everyone waited less than five breaths, and ten figures shot from the darkness and stopped ten meters in front of Wu Yong. These people were the three brothers and others who were discussing to deal with them just now.
Looking at the warrior who suddenly appeared in front of him, Wu Yong's face turned pale in an instant. Not only him, but the other people's faces turned pale, because the ten people on the other side were fully breathing, and they could see at a glance that there were actually three sword kings.
, and the other seven people are all masters of swordsmanship.
Everyone, including Wu Yong and other sword madmen, knows that they are not opponents of the other party at all. Not to mention the three sword kings, even the seven sword mad masters can sweep their small mercenary group.
.
But what puzzled Wu Yong and others was that the people in front of them were naturally not thieves, but they were not thieves. How could they come to trouble them at the third update of the night? They asked themselves that they had never messed with such powerful people.
opponent.
Before Wu Yong and others could speak, among the three brothers of the other party, the elder brother looked cold and said to Wu Yong with murderous aura: "We only look for the Zhao family, and everyone else who knows the elephant will get out of me, otherwise I won't blame you.
polite."
Wu Yong glanced at the talking elder brother, a hint of admiration flashed across his face, but then he became calm and said: "Sorry, although you are very powerful and far from us can compete with us, our mercenaries also have the dignity and rules of mercenaries.
.”As Wu Yong's voice fell, the faces of the mercenaries behind him became calm. They held their weapons tightly and took a step forward together, using their actual actions to show their support for the regiment commander and their
The decision.
Although the mercenaries are not very strong, they are all through bloody storms. Almost everyone has killed robbers, and dozens of people are expelling their momentum at the same time. Even if the sword king is standing opposite, their faces are not shocked.
Change.
"Okay, okay." The big brother in black laughed in anger. His great sword king master was almost shocked by the aura of a group of lowly mercenaries. This was indeed a huge shame. He immediately smiled angrily: "Sure enough, there is one."
The courage is just not knowing that your so-called dignity can block my sword."
As he said that, the elder brother in black looked grim, his body suddenly turned into a black shadow, and he instantly arrived in front of Wu Yong. A cold light flashed, and a fierce wind rushed towards Wu Yong's neck with a powerful energy.
Faced with the sudden attack from the Sword King, Wu Yong had no time to react, and felt that his whole body had become cold, as if it was about to freeze into ice, and he had no ability to move.
The terrified eyes stared at the sharp sword that was constantly magnifying in his eyes, and his heart was filled with despair. The master of the Sword King was indeed far from comparable to the sword maniac. The momentum emitted by them was not something they could stop.
Although he knew he was going to die, Wu Yong did not have any fear. He was a mercenary. From the beginning of entering this line, he knew that he would have such a day sooner or later. But he was unwilling to accept it because he could not get the iron-blooded mercenary.
The corps grew and grew stronger, which was what he promised when he took over the position of commander from the previous acting regiment commander. However, for ten years, the mercenary group was still the same, without any change, which made him feel guilty.