Chapter 81: Take life while waving

The words of the head of the fantasy mercenary regiment made Ling Yuan's eyebrows frown. What are you talking about? If you open your mouth, you will ask me to bow down and capture it. You are too arrogant.

"Haha, let me bow down and capture it? I'm afraid you don't have that ability. Since good words are difficult to persuade the damn ghost, don't go away and stay."

After saying that, Ling Yuan was really anxious. Originally, he came to this city. After hearing the news of the iron-blooded mercenary regiment in Tan Mingzhe's mouth, Ling Yuan was a little impatient.

Later, in the Drunken Fairy Building, I heard the narrations of the mercenaries and learned what the Fantasy Mercenary Corps had done. Ling Yuan felt very bad about this fantasy mercenary regiment. Although on this flexible continent, there are also many infighting between mercenary regiments. However, the iron-blooded mercenary regiment has already chosen to leave, but the fantasy mercenary regiment is still unrelent and must be killed.

Such a means is a shameful act in the mercenary world. Therefore, Ling Yuan has long been extremely disgusted with the Fantasy Mercenary Corps. Today, I saw the head of this fantasy mercenary regiment again, who was so arrogant that Ling Yuan was even more angry. With a direct wave of his right hand, he pulled out the god-killing from behind. After releasing his spiritual power, he had to do it.

The head of the fantasy mercenary regiment laughed as soon as the teenager in front of him wanted to do it.

"Haha, why, you boy, dare to fight with me? Well..., no, this boy is actually a spiritualist in the agile period. You four, do it quickly."

The regimental commander was still laughing and thought that this young man was just eighteen or nineteen years old. Even if he practiced in his mother's womb, what could he do? But when he saw Ling Yuan pull out the knife behind him and release his spiritual power, he couldn't laugh.

Because he found that the boy in front of him was definitely a spiritual genius. Unexpectedly, at a young age, his spiritual cultivation is even higher than him. Although the realm is all flexible, the other party is a spiritual practitioner on the second level, and he only has only one level of agile period.

Seeing this, the head of the fantasy mercenary regiment dared not continue to grow up. With a grateful shout, he brought all the four black pursuers to his side. Hearing the call of the regimental commander, the four hurriedly dodged, rubbed, and rushed to the regimental commander.

Five people released their spiritual power together, that momentum, and connected together. Ling Yuan, who was deadlocked, felt a little pressure. Ants bite dead elephants. Although they are all spiritual practitioners in the spiritual period except for the regimental leader, they can't stand the number of people.

As soon as he saw this situation, Ling Yuan immediately made up his mind. You can't let them join hands, otherwise, they will carry these people by themselves. It's really difficult to fight. After hitting the snake seven inches and the thief captured the king first, Ling Yuan immediately decided that he must get rid of the other party's leader in the first time, and the remaining four people did not pose any threat to himself.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuan waved his hands, held a treasure knife, and opened the door. He stepped out of the nine palaces. Here, he dares not easily display his streamer wings. After all, this flying spiritual method is really too eye-catching.

At present, Tan Mingzhe is protecting the teacher at home. With the cultivation of their own flexible period, once someone is jealous of their skills, it is difficult to guarantee that nothing will happen. Therefore, Ling Yuan just stepped on Jiugong Xiangyunbu, and after setting up the position, his feet moved, and a figure appeared. With a moment, he flew to the head of the fantasy mercenary regiment and attacked him.

The regimental commander didn't dare to neglect it, so he directly displayed his spiritual shield. Because he also knows that although the other party is a little higher than his own cultivation. But there are many people on my side, as long as I am not hurt by this boy. This Ling Yuan did not dare to attack himself easily and could not let go against himself. With his so many years of combat experience, it should not be a problem to win this hairy boy.

Seeing the head of the regiment and releasing his spiritual shield, Ling Yuan had a headache. Stepping on the nine palaces, he showed the eight thousand holy swords in his hand and flew up and down. Although the spiritual waves attack from all directions to the spiritual shield of the regiment, the gap between the two sides is too weak to win in a short time.

The fantasy leader is also unambiguous. With a wave of his palms, he showed his unique trick of pressing the bottom of the box, the phantom palm. The palm was hung with the shadow, shouting and wind, and fought with Ling Yuan in one place.

Although the leader's speed is not as fast as Ling Yuan, there are four guys on the side, constantly making trouble, making Ling Yuan dare not let go at all. He was afraid that he would be attacked by the four people and hit himself.

After playing for a while, Ling Yuan felt that it seemed difficult to win. In the afterglow of the corner of his eyes, he saw the nine people of Tieyun and stood aside to watch the bustle. Ling Yuan couldn't help but feel a little anxious. While fighting, he scolded Tie Yun loudly.

"Tieyun, what are you still doing? You don't dare to go in and leave. Tell your leader. Don't you see that I can't completely control the scene here?

"Hss, yeah. I really don't have enough success or failure. Why did I forget this? There are five people on the other side. Although this young master Ling Yuan's cultivation does not look bad, after all, it is difficult to beat four hands with two fists.

Thinking of this, Tie Yun couldn't help patting himself on the head and thinking that he was really stupid. After daring to enter and punching Ling Yuan and replying loudly, he dared to enter with eight people behind him, a group of nine people, released the spiritual power in his body, and ran to the south of the city to report the news.

"No, commander, they are going to escape."

As soon as he saw Tie Yun and others wanting to escape, the man in black, known as the boss, couldn't help panicking. The regimental heard the boss's voice and shouted angrily.

"You boy, what the fuck are you panicking about? Dare to solve this boy, even if their iron-blooded people come, what can they do? Their current leader, the iron-handed protector, is just a spiritualist at the peak of the spiritual period. I can pinch him to death with one hand.

Although that's the case, the leader was also very anxious. Although the iron hand protection method is only the peak cultivation of the spiritual light period, since Wang Chen joined 18 years ago and formed the iron-blooded mercenary regiment, this iron hand has also benefited a lot from it. This also makes the fantasy leader dare not look down on the iron hand. After all, the iron hand is also a person who has practiced the mysterious low-level spiritual method.

If the iron hand comes, the teenager in front of him will not solve it. One is stronger than his own cultivation, and the other is not much weaker than himself. If two people work together, I'm afraid it will be difficult for these people to get benefits.

After thinking about it, the leader's palms waved more fiercely. The phantom palm is also an intermediate skill of the Xuanjie, so after being fully exerted by this spiritual practitioner in this spiritual period, the power is not so simple.

As soon as you see the opponent's frequent attacks, one move is as tight as one move, and one move is as fast as one move. Ling Yuan was also a little overwhelmed. The head of this fantasy mercenary regiment is not as good as Qingxuan, let alone blood yang. The other party has been wandering in the desert for decades, experiencing the test of iron and blood, and has rich experience.

Fee that he couldn't stand it. Ling Yuan's mind flashed and he came up with something. Since I can't get rid of this leader quickly, it's not a problem to kill the four men in black by waving. However, the idea of being captured by the thief just now blinded my mind, so I didn't expect it.

When he thought of it, Ling Yuan did it. He used several gossip knives in a row, flashed and jumped out of the circle. Then he suddenly rushed to the boss and rushed over. His feet were on the ground, and he got up with a sound, showing his mandarin duck legs, and his spiritual legs kicked directly on the boss's head.

In an hour, the man in black was kicked by ten thousand peach blossoms, and his brain burst and fell to the ground. Killing the boss in an instant, Ling Yuan's waist and eyes worked hard, his feet opened, and kicked him in the chest of the two men in black who were besieged left and right.

"Lao San, Lao Si, flash."

As soon as he saw Ling Yuan, he kicked the boss to death, broke his legs, and kicked him at the third and fourth. Above the legs, there is a cold spiritual power, and the spiritualized legs are like two betel sticks. Looking at the momentum, it is obviously more powerful than your own phantom palm. Obviously, the lowest level should also be the advanced skills of Xuanjie.

The leader shouted quickly enough. But it's still too late. Lao San and Lao Si didn't know well when they heard the leader's cry. These four people, under their cultivation, do not have too much spiritual power at all to release the spiritual shield. Therefore, when this foot was held in the chest, Lao San and Lao Si suddenly felt that their chests were very depressed and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then, the blood kept spraying.

Lao San Siyi felt that there was so much blood vomiting that it was meaningless to live. Come on, just die. As soon as he fell down, the dead body fell to the ground.

"Oh, third brother, fourth brother. Boss, it hurts me too."

In the blink of an eye, three people were killed and the bodies fell to the ground. The regimental commander is really heartbroken. These four people have been following him for many years, even if they are fantasizing about the mercenary regiment, which is also a pillar. Now, the teenager in front of him is killed to the ground in the blink of an eye. The fantasy leader is really crazy and wants to work hard for Ling Yuan.

"Haha, that's exactly what I want."

The head of the fantasy mercenary regiment went crazy and immediately agreed with Ling Yuan's heart. When this person fights, he is most afraid of confusion. When his heart is confused, he will panic. Ling Yuan turned around and brushed it. He came behind the regiment leader and happened to come to the last man in black, the second. He raised the god-killing and chopped it down with a knife.

I heard it in the ear wheel, poof, ah, a scream, and the second brother fell down. Just a few minutes later, four spiritual practitioners died in less than a few minutes.