Chapter 149 Departure

In a time of incense, it is the turn of the white water field. The confrontation between the super-level strong is interesting everywhere, and the ring of the white water battle is also placed in the middle, while Crotty and Mufeng stand in the channel.

The opponent is a famous and introcious middle-aged man, who is often particularly proficient in a certain field. When on the white water field, the opponent's face changed, because he could not feel the opponent's breath at all, but according to the rules of the battle, it should be an opponent with similar strength. It seems that the opponent has a special method of hidden breath.

"The test begins..."

"Real dragon gas..." Bai Shui took the lead in shouting, and a faint white real dragon shadow wrapped around Bai Shui. The sub-holy weapon boxing sleeve waved and ran towards the opponent. A faint white gas spread away. The middle-aged man's face sank. This time, his opponent was extraordinary, and that breath actually directly suppressed his momentum. One.

"The overlord is tough!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly. How could he fall into the first round? A gust of wind blew in place. The real energy condensed on the middle-aged man's whole body. The Horny fist collided with the white water's fist firmly, and then the middle-aged man's proud power did not cause any harm to the other party. The strength of the opponent was like a Wang Yang, and his own, was like a stream, disappeared clean in an instant, and a dark force came along the opponent's boxing gloves. The middle-aged man flew backwards and drew a long way to stop, and there was a tingling in his fist.

"Chiyan Fist..." One blow failed, the middle-aged man shouted softly. The rich fire element was detained, and the surface of the fist was like a burning flame, emitting a strong high temperature, and the air was twisting. Drink! Pick me up." The man's body jumped over, but suddenly disappeared out of thin air. His breath was gone. Baishui, who couldn't figure out the situation, was stunned. He looked around suspiciously and took small steps and cautiously walked to the middle. His sense of crisis was good, but it was difficult for him to deal with this sudden situation with little practical experience.

The burning red fist poked out from behind the white water and was firmly printed on the back of the white water. The back of the clothes originally worn on the body was instantly burned into ashes, and a blood-red palm print appeared on the back. The white dragon shadow was opened with a gap, but then it was made up. Then the white energy continued to melt towards the wound behind, and soon the red fist print disappeared without a trace.

"There is a little pain..." The opponent withdrew with one blow, and Bai Shui muttered in place. Seeing that his technique did not cause much substantial damage to his opponent, the middle-aged man retreated and a bloody mace appeared in the opponent's hand out of thin air.

"Look at how strong your physique is, eat my mace!" The man waved his mace and rushed towards the white water again. The battle just now was obviously his advantage, but why did he still panic? Can't he fall on this bald boy? This is absolutely impossible! The man thought in his heart, if a sword is timid, even if it is a good sword, the end is destruction.

"Oh!" Baishui still did not choose to avoid. The opponent's momentum was powerful, and a strong metal impact sound came. The man still maintained the action of hitting, but his temples had already sweated. " click!" The crisp metal broken sound came, and the mace that had followed the middle-aged man for many years could not withstand the pressure and collapsed in the void. Then the white water moved, and his faint voice came and said, "Give it back to you." The red burning boxing gloves waved towards the man under the control of the white water.

"Bum!" The man was blown away and floated in mid-air. Qianlong-style..." Bai Shui shouted softly, leaving a virtual shadow on the spot, and then appeared under the man. This is the height that can be reached by jumping out of thin air, and most of the audience can only look up. The dragon-shaped shadow originally attached to the surface of the white water body turned into a huge real dragon shape. The more it condensed, roared towards the man, and the huge dragon power was overwhelming.

"Roar..." There was a dragon chant resounding through the venue, and the defenseless man only felt a bang in his head. Sne..." The white dragon-shaped shadow penetrated the other party's body, but the white water had also successfully descended to the ground, carefully watching the opponent's castration.

"It hurts, what's missing, what is it!" The man thought in his heart, and then his consciousness gradually blurred and fell straight to the ring.

"This..." Seeing the middle-aged man fall down, the referee on the high platform waited for a long time, and then there was a roar, saying, "It's incredible that the winner is Mr. Bai Shui. Let's give this 'newcomer' strong man with warm applause." Then thunderous applause came from the audience.

"Good job!" As soon as he returned to the channel, Mu Feng praised. Baishui held a bright smile, and the three walked towards the audience. Croty also looked carefully at the two people in front of him. To be honest, they had not been in contact for a long time.

It was not until Baishui reminded that Mu Feng realized that the audience on the side had indeed gone much less. He had been concerned about the battle between interested players in the ring, but forgot about it. White water, this guy, consumes a lot of life.

At night, several people scattered back to their rooms, and Mufeng returned to their own independent space. The reason why they did not choose to return to the world battlefield of Baizhan Pavilion was that they were not sure enough. It was better for them to practice at ease and strive to break through the seventh-level strength as soon as possible.

The spiritual power is restrained, and the breath of Mufeng disappeared in an instant. A spiritual imprint appeared in the spiritual world of Mufeng, which is the second type that Mufeng inadvertently came into contact with. The original imprint was turned black and blurred. It seems that the state that day is really unattainable!

In desperation, I could only quietly understand the first brand. The interference from the outside world was really only temporary, and my heart fell into emptiness without any distracting thoughts. When Mufeng opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning, picked up the snow-white beast that was still sleeping, walked out of the door energetically, greeted Baishui and Crotty and walked towards the conference hall.

After eating some breakfast, when I came from the door of the mansion, I saw that the beautiful leader was already waiting for Mu Feng and the other three outside. Looking at each other, it was still what the beautiful leader said and said, "Let's go early to ask for more information, which can increase the chance of survival.

The place where the employer requested to gather is in Bauhinia City, which is convenient. Originally, a carriage was needed, which was fast enough, but Mu Feng's euphemistic proposal was ruthlessly erased by the beautiful regiment leader. Citing her open and aboveboard words: Now the mercenary regiment is still in the development stage, in addition to the necessary expenses, anything that can Where there is enough to save money, it must be saved.

About 40 minutes, the three of Mufeng finally came from the gathering place. This is an extremely exquisitely decorated mansion. Judging from the facade, the owner here is neither rich nor noble, and there must be a small background, and the employer's target is actually a goblin family, which makes Mu Feng curious that the "star explosion" What is it that so many mercenary regiments need to participate together?

An old man stood at the door, watching his spirit restrained and reveal the light between his eyebrows. It seems that the old man is a strong man. When Mu Feng and the three came forward, the beautiful leader came forward to talk to him and said, "Are you the housekeeper of your mansion? We are the mercenaries who came to participate in the mission. , just three of them."

Hearing the words of the beautiful regiment leader, the old man turned his eyes to Mu Feng and the three people, kept scanning them back and forth, and then stroked the long beard on his chin and said, "Your regiment is really full of talents. These three are rare talents. There is a high probability that they will participate in me to get the drawings!"

After that, the beautiful regiment leader went back alone. Fortunately, Mufeng was not the first to come. It was so boring and the waiting time was the longest. With the passage of time, there were indeed more and more mercenaries, and Mufeng actually met acquaintances in it, who were two of the last time who made trouble at the mercenary general meeting, and the opponent It seems that I also saw the three people here.

"Hello, I'm from the Fire Scorpion Mercenary Regiment. We've seen it." Then the man stretched out his big hand of friendship, and Mu Feng greeted him. Unexpectedly, a strong force came. Mu Feng instantly understood that the palm of his opponent was pinched, and the sound of the man's scream came.