Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Crushing Victory

Mu Yun smiled coldly and said, "You still have some knowledge, yes, it's a combat skill!"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and there was a trace of greed in his gaze at Mu Yun, combat skills are very valuable in the Tian Yuan Continent, unless they are born in those children of great families who have been inherited for decades or even hundreds of years and those who are famous in the continent, otherwise, it is very difficult for ordinary martial artists to have combat skills, although there are also some people who have obtained some left by their predecessors by chance, but the examples of such things happening on the Tian Yuan Continent are very rare, without deep opportunities and super high luck, it is simply not to think about it。

Although the middle-aged man already has the strength of an intermediate saint master, and he is also a not weak master in the bandit group, he still has not mastered even a combat skill, and he has coveted the combat skill for a long time, but unfortunately, with his strength status, he is not qualified to obtain the secret method of combat skill at all.

The middle-aged man moved his lowered right palm slightly, feeling the hot pain coming from the palm, he couldn't help but not have the slightest anger in his heart, but became excited, with his knowledge, he could tell at a glance that this combat skill that Mu Yun was using was a high-level combat skill that was quite powerful, although the combat skill was of the fire attribute, and it was not necessarily suitable for him to use when cultivating the power of the wind attribute saint, but this did not hinder the middle-aged man's eagerness to obtain this combat skill, because the combat skill was too precious in the Tianyuan Continent, and the more advanced the combat skill, the more expensive it was。

"Ha Luha, it seems that even God is attached to me today, boy, I want all your things. The middle-aged man said with a smile, with indescribable excitement in his tone, as if in his heart, the secret method of Jian Chen's speed and the combat skills in Mu Yun's hands were all in his pocket.

"Hubris! You think too highly of yourself. Mu Yun sneered, made the first move, and the fiery red giant sword in his hand pierced the dark night sky with a blazing flame, stabbing towards the chest of the middle-aged man. However, this coercion is very weak, so weak that people can hardly feel it.

However, for the "god" Jian Chen, which was already very powerful, this faint coercion was still clearly captured by him, and when he felt the source of this faint coercion, the look of surprise in his eyes became a little stronger.

Seeing the fiery red giant sword coming towards him with a powerful might, a sneer appeared on the middle-aged man's face and said, "Boy, although you have combat skills, your strength is still too weak after all. As soon as the words fell, just as the fiery red giant sword was about to touch the clothes on the middle-aged man's chest, the middle-aged man's figure suddenly disappeared like a ghost, making Mu Yun's giant sword swoop.

Seeing the middle-aged man disappear in front of his eyes, Mu Yun's face sank slightly, however, at this moment, a piercing scream came from behind, Mu Yun didn't think about it, the giant sword in his hand immediately turned into three fire snakes and swung back, in mid-air, the three fire snakes actually strangely fused into one, forming a fire snake that was even larger in size.

"Bell!"

With a steely resonance, a large area of fire splashed out of the place where the two were fighting, directly submerging the bodies of the two, and then I saw a circle of fiery red ripples centered on the place where the two were fighting, and quickly spread to the surroundings for more than ten meters, when this fiery red ripple swept over Jian Chen's body, the high temperature contained in it that still did not dissipate burned the coarse cloth clothes on Jian Chen's body a little black, if it weren't for the fact that Jian Chen's clothes were already stained with blood at the moment, so that his clothes kept a trace of moisture, I am afraid that his current clothes would have burned。

In that large area of firelight, Mu Yun and the middle-aged man both retreated a little messily, both of them looked a little embarrassed, Mu Yun's originally neat hair had become extremely messy, his face had become pale, and the fiery red giant sword in his right hand had also become dull.

And the middle-aged man was wrapped in the powerful wind attribute holy power, and on his body, many places on his originally intact and neat clothes had left black spots that had been turned by the fire, and only half of the sleeve robes on his hands were left.

Because of the use of combat skills, the fighting momentum between Mu Yun and the middle-aged man was much greater than that of Jian Chen, and this large area of firelight suddenly attracted a lot of mercenaries, and suddenly, those mercenaries and robbers who were still in the battle turned their corners of their eyes to the direction of Mu Yun and the middle-aged man's battle, and when they saw that large piece of fire, some mercenaries with more knowledge suddenly couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's actually a substantial flame, if the strength doesn't reach the Earth Saint Master, it is impossible to produce a substantial flame, isn't it, that, that's a combat skill!"

"Combat skills!

"There are people who know how to fight!"

Whether it was a mercenary or some robbers, all those who recognized Mu Yun's combat skills all exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes were full of surprise and disbelief when they looked there, after all, combat skills were too rare and expensive on the Tian Yuan Continent, and some ordinary mercenaries with low strength would probably not be able to see the color of their combat skills for the rest of their lives.

After being surprised, the eyes of the vast majority of mercenaries and robbers flashed with greed, combat skills on the Tian Yuan Continent are definitely the most coveted and desired things in the hearts of any martial artist, and the degree of desire is far above the cultivation **, because with combat skills, you can perform a powerful attack that exceeds your own strength several times but more than ten times, in this Tian Yuan Continent where strength is completely respected and there are strife and battles everywhere, if you have a combat skill in your body, then your life will have an extra layer of protection.

Looking at the greed in the eyes of those mercenaries and robbers, Jian Chen's brows couldn't help but smile, the husband is not guilty, and he understands better than anyone else that Mu Yun has combat skills, which is definitely beyond his expectations, and at this moment, Mu Yun's combat skills are actually exposed in front of so many mercenaries, and the preciousness of his combat skills on the Tianyuan Continent will definitely cause him endless trouble, even if it is not impossible to die because of this, after all, Mu Yun's own strength is still too weak now.

Now, Jian Chen is not only worried about Mu Yun's future comfort in his heart, although he and Mu Yun have not known each other for a long time, and it can only be regarded as a meeting in Pingshui, but Jian Chen understands in his heart that Mu Yun is involved in a fight with a middle-aged man in order to save himself, thus exposing his combat skills.

Looking at Mu Yun with burning eyes, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "What a powerful combat skill, with the strength of the Great Sage, you can knock me down with all your strength!" Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's tone paused slightly, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Although you can temporarily exert an attack as strong as a saint master with your combat skills, but this is not your own strength after all, I see how long you can last." As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man raised the Daguan Sword, and just as he was about to attack Mu Yun again, suddenly, several powerful momentum came from afar.

Feeling the sudden appearance of the powerful momentum, the middle-aged man showed a look of joy on his face, in his opinion, this is the master of the party has already killed those masters in the mercenary group, and it is the one who has come to support him and the others at this time.

At the end of the darkness in the distance, several black shadows were running towards this side at a very fast speed, and in just one breath, the faces of the black shadows appeared in everyone's sight, and when they saw the faces of those figures, all the mercenaries immediately cheered loudly.

"It's the regimental commander, it's the regimental commander, they're back. ”

"Captain Lang Tian, Captain Lang Tian has won and returned. ”

"It's the head of the Xiahou group, they have killed the master of the reckless bandit group. ”

There were five people who returned, each with large and small wounds, and by the flickering fire not far away, it was vaguely possible to see that the clothes on the five of them were already stained with blood, and on their shoulders, they all looked at several corpses.

Listening to the earth-shattering cheers of the mercenaries, the faces of the middle-aged man and the bandits who were still fighting with the mercenaries suddenly became ugly, and then, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head and stared at the returning Xiahou Regiment Leader with a pair of eyes wide, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"You, you, how could you come back alive. The middle-aged man swallowed tears with some difficulty, and said in disbelief. When he saw this scene, the middle-aged man already knew in his heart that the masters of his own camp were probably already more auspicious, otherwise, the people who came back would not be from the mercenary group, but the masters of his own camp.

The middle-aged man's words made the eyes of the five returning mercenaries focus on him, and then, the five of them slowly put down the corpse on their shoulders at the same time, and looked at the middle-aged man's eyes full of intense murderous intent.

Feeling the strong killing intent emanating from the five people, the middle-aged man was shocked, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted: "The situation is not good, everyone withdraw!" Without waiting for the words to finish, the middle-aged man put away the Daguan knife, and with the light cyan light flashed, he had already evacuated towards the distance at the fastest speed, although the five returning masters all had not light injuries, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and there were five of them, and the middle-aged man on the opposite side did not have the slightest certainty of victory.

And just when the middle-aged man moved, two of the five masters who had just returned immediately chased after him.

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the robbers who were still struggling to support were amnesty, and immediately abandoned their opponents and fled in all directions.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

As one of them spoke, the remaining mercenaries immediately opened their legs and pursued the remaining members of the Reckless Bandit Regiment. For the reckless bandit group, these mercenaries hate them to the core, how can they easily let them go.

The masters of their own camp were defeated by the mercenaries, and even the only middle-aged man among them who could speak also fled, at this moment the members of the reckless bandit group all lost the heart to fight again, only cared about escaping, and even had no courage to fight, and on the other hand, the mercenaries, because several regiment commanders and several masters defeated the masters of the reckless bandit group, one by one, their morale soared, and even the people who were already exhausted suddenly had inexhaustible strength, and they struggled to chase and kill the fleeing bandits.

Shouts of murder erupted in the night, but they quickly subsided, and under the leadership of the three masters, most of the remaining robbers were killed by the mercenaries, and only a few who ran fast escaped from the city.

"We won!

"The Reckless Bandits have been defeated by us!"

"We have defeated the reckless bandits!"

When the battle stopped, the remaining mercenaries began to cheer loudly one by one, the reckless bandit group was an absolute nightmare for the mercenaries, the embodiment of death, invincible. Being able to repel the reckless bandit group is definitely a very proud thing for them.