The fists continued to enlarge in the opponent's eyes, and in just a blink of an eye, they struck together. After a loud bang, violent energy swept away like a storm, and those mercenaries who were lower than the Sword King's strength had already
Being prepared, when Wen Hao and the two fought, they retreated to one side as quickly as possible, so it did not cause them any harm.
In this confrontation, everyone thought that even if Wen Hao did not die, he would end up seriously injured. Even the iron-blooded mercenaries were not optimistic about Wen Hao. After all, the strength of both sides was there.
But the result left everyone stunned. After the explosion, a figure flew out at lightning speed, and what surprised everyone even more was that the person who flew out was not a weak character.
Hao was the captain of the Sword King who was favored by them. As for Wen Hao, not only was he not blown away, but he stood there as steady as a mountain as if nothing happened, looking at the Sword King team that was flying backwards with a mocking look on his face.
"boom"
There was a muffled sound, the ground shook, and a cloud of dust flew into the air. Captain Sword King hit the ground hard and fell there like a dead dog. He looked at Wen Hao in disbelief, and blood foam continued to pour out of his mouth.
, I couldn’t get up for a long time.
"The leader is mighty, the leader is mighty."
"Kill them all."
"Kill all these sons of bitches."
Wen Hao seriously injured the opponent's strongest swordsman with one blow, causing the Iron-Blooded's morale to soar. Everyone waved their weapons and shouted loudly.
On the other hand, the members of the originally arrogant Liger Mercenary Group were all pale-faced, holding onto their weapons tightly, and some were still trembling slightly. They were infuriated by the screams of the Iron-Blooded Man, but no matter how angry they were,
, but no one dared to take action.
Although they seemed to be much stronger than their opponent, the opponent seemed to be no ordinary person. A beginner Sword King could seriously injure an intermediate Sword King with one strike, which was almost beyond their expectations.
And if calculated based on this, although the opponent's people appear to be weaker than themselves and others on the surface, it is really hard to say who is weaker and who is stronger when they really fight, and now the strongest captain of our side is seriously injured.
Injuring the captain of the Sword King with one move, the morale of the originally super strong and arrogant Liger mercenary group suddenly dropped sharply and they became timid. On the contrary, the originally weak Iron Blood became as powerful as a giant. From their momentum,
He actually pushed the opponent down.
"I didn't expect you to still hide your strength. Very good, very good. Let's see in the future." The Purple-clothed Sword King's face was as dark as water, with a gloomy look on his face. He said coldly to Wen Hao, and then he was about to turn around.
Go find the Sword King Captain who was seriously injured by Wen Hao.
At this time, he already understood that without the strong man like Captain Sword King, with the strength shown by Wen Hao, they were no match at all, and the opponent also had a master who was a junior Sword King.
Although they were far stronger than each other at the level of Sword Mania, he knew in his heart that the battle between the sword kings would really determine the outcome. Since he knew that the two of them could not be each other's opponents,
, he naturally would not get into trouble with this problem again, so after leaving a harsh word, he wanted to take everyone away.
However, before he could turn around, Wen Hao sneered and said, "No need to wait and see, let's take a good look today."
His heart trembled and his face changed. The Purple-clothed Sword King narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Wen Hao like a poisonous snake and said, "What? Do you still want to keep us?"
In the view of the Purple Sword King, although they are temporarily at a disadvantage at this time, their strength is not weak. If they really fight, even if the opponent defeats them, they will suffer heavy losses. In this dangerous and unpredictable forest of beasts, this
It was definitely tantamount to suicide, so he always thought that Wen Hao didn't dare to fight them.
But at this moment, as soon as Wen Hao finished speaking, he immediately felt something bad. Could it be that the other party really wanted to fight to the death with them regardless of the danger of the group being wiped out?
"Now that I'm here, if I leave like this, others will say that I don't understand etiquette." Wen Hao sneered. As his voice fell, more than 40 people from the four teams of Iron-Blooded all mobilized their energy and stabbed.
They shielded their chests and took a step forward in unison.
At the same time, the expressions of dozens of people in the Liger changed. They were frightened by the aura of the Iron-Blooded people, and they all took half a step back. This move made both the Purple-clothed Sword King and the Black-clothed Sword King angry.
The person's whole body trembled.
Although the Liger mercenary group is not considered to be the top mercenary group, it is still famous in the entire Western Continent. Even the royal families of those small countries have to give it a bit of a thumbs up. Unexpectedly, the Liger, which is so majestic outside, is so popular in the Western Continent.
What an insult to being bullied in this forest of beasts by a small mercenary group that they would never even look at.
The purple-robed Sword King and the black-robed Sword King, who were used to being praised by others, couldn't stand it any longer. They were furious and shouted loudly. Their energy surged out. Two sharp sword lights flashed, and they both attacked Wen Hao at the same time.
come over.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities." Wen Hao sneered, turned his wrist, and a sharp celestial weapon appeared in his hand, and he swung his sword to meet it.
However, before he could take action, two figures flashed past him and met the two people who were rushing towards him. At the same time, an old yet respectful voice also came out: "There are disciples here, where can I go?"
Teacher Lao, take action and let the disciples do it for you."
Looking at Tie Jian and Uncle Mo who had already exchanged hands with each other, Wen Hao could only smile bitterly, put away the heavenly weapon in his hand, and at the same time shouted to the iron-blooded people behind him: "Brothers, the time has come to test your strength, give it to me
Charge and leave no one behind."
"Kill." As Wen Hao's voice fell, everyone who had been preparing to attack immediately shouted loudly, and like a torrent of steel, they rushed towards each other.
And here, Liger and the others, who knew that this battle was inevitable, also showed their ferocity. They all surged with energy and charged forward with vicious faces. For just a moment, the momentum that had been suppressed by the iron blood was
It suddenly surged and ended up flat.
The two sides were instantly engaged in a fierce fight. Every time they struck, there was no mercy at all, and they all aimed at each other's vital points. They looked so desperate, as if the other party was their father-killing enemy, and they were fighting to the death for a while.
, no one can tolerate anyone.
"Hey, although my strength has increased rapidly, I still lack combat experience." Looking at the people fighting on both sides, Wen Hao shook his head helplessly. Most of the iron-blooded warriors were young people in their teens and twenties, and their strength
He was promoted by Wen Hao only recently, and he had no experience fighting with others before.
As for the ligers, all of them are veterans who have been mercenaries for several or even more than ten years, and have extremely rich fighting experience. At this time, although he can't do anything to the iron-blooded people for the time being, Wen Hao can still see that the iron-blooded people at this time
The person is fighting against the opponent solely by relying on his fierceness that is not afraid of death and the momentum he has created just now. As long as time goes by and the momentum is vented, Wu Ning will be defeated.
Of course, the situation is not entirely unfavorable. On the other side, in the battle between the sword kings, the iron sword was pressing down on the purple-clothed sword king, and the opponent had no power to fight back. The reason for this situation was because of the iron sword.
The sudden appearance of the sword.
Originally, the Purple Sword King and the others thought that the iron-blooded sword kings were Wen Hao and Uncle Mo. But when they came here, they saw the same situation, so the captain of the sword king dared to provoke Wen Hao.
But what they didn't expect was that there was actually a master who was a peak swordsman hidden in the team. As soon as the iron sword appeared, the two purple-clothed sword kings immediately felt bad.
Cheng's aura was also weaker, and coupled with the gap in strength, he was completely suppressed by the iron sword upon contact.
On the other side, the battle situation between Uncle Mo and the Sword King in Black was a little different. Uncle Mo had just broken through the Sword King and had lost one of his hands. He was unable to fully unleash the Sword King's strength. And the Sword King in Black
Although Wang is only the first level of Sword King, it is obvious that he has been breaking through to Sword King for some time and is slightly stronger than Uncle Mo.
So as soon as the two of them came into contact, Uncle Mo was at a disadvantage. However, it was not easy for the black-shirted sword king to take down Uncle Mo in a short time. After all, Uncle Mo was also a sword king, and he had been a mercenary for decades and had more fighting experience.
Rich, even more so than the black-shirted sword king, so the two were in a stalemate there.
Watching everyone's fight, whether it was Uncle Mo who was at a disadvantage, Iron Sword who was sure of victory, or Wu Yong and others who were temporarily in a stalemate, Wen Hao kept a faint smile on his face and had no intention of taking action at all.
.
During this period of time, everyone's strength has increased so fast, and their control of energy is not as good as before. Wen Hao has been worrying about how to help them change this situation. Unexpectedly, when he was worried, the man from the Liger actually took the initiative to send him away.
Come to your door.
There is not much difference in strength between the two sides. Isn't this the best sparring match? Naturally, Wen Hao will not let go of such a good thing, so at this time, he only needs to pay attention to not letting the other party kill his own people. As for injuries, he does not care at all.
Without the test of life and death, even if they have the strength of a sword master, they will be nothing more than embroidered pillows. Wen Hao does not want them to become like this.
Seeing the purple-robed Sword King dodging in front of him like a loach, Tie Jian couldn't help but laughed and said: "Little brat, you are quite slippery! But I have been playing with you for so long, you should be satisfied!"
"
As the sound of the iron sword fell, a surge of soaring momentum suddenly surged from his body. At the moment when the soaring momentum appeared, Jian Tie's speed also suddenly increased. The purple-clothed sword king was still relying on his speed and agility to stalemate him.
His expression suddenly changed, and before he could react, the iron sword was already in front of him.
"Death." He yelled violently, swung the sharp sword in the iron sword's hand, and slashed across the waist of the purple-clothed sword king.
In panic, the Purple-clothed Sword King dodged and swung his sword quickly to block, but with the full force of the iron sword, the speed could not be compared to that of a junior sword king. Before his sword could reach him, he
He felt a chill on his waist, and then his body felt light, a sharp pain came, and his whole body fell downwards. Before he could understand it, his consciousness was blurred.
"Teacher, I will kill that brat who dares to attack you." The figure flashed, and the iron sword appeared in front of Wen Hao. He was like a child, showing off to please with a smile on his face.
"With Tie Lao's strength, it is easy to kill such a character." Wen Hao said to Tie Jian with a smile, and then looked at the purple-clothed sword king in the distance, which had been cut in two and his internal organs were bleeding all over the floor.
He frowned and said, "But Mr. Tie, cutting people in half is too terrifying. I'm afraid that some timid people will be frightened by it! Even if it doesn't scare anyone, it's still too disgusting."