After visiting a few weapons shops and using a stick to interrupt dozens of weapons that the boss said would not be charged, I leisurely came to the end of the street, where there was a huge building. It looks like a tavern on the outside, but it's noisy inside.

"Mercenary Guild. "Unexpectedly, I actually came here. I walked in, and it was a tavern-like atmosphere, with rows of tables and chairs neatly arranged, and mercenaries sitting at the tables drinking. At the front is the counter for taking tasks, and on the left and right are the wine cabinets, where bartenders are using their amazing skills to mix drinks to the mercenaries. On the high platform in the center, two bare-chested men were wrestling, and one of them ran up and said a few words before they stopped the competition. When they came down, a big man with a hairy face walked up and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"I'll tell you about the mercenary group. Their core figure was hunted down and killed in the dark forest, the regiment commander and deputy regiment commander were nowhere to be found, and their three masters were also captured by Zhang Dawolf, how can such a regiment that no longer has any strength still be a high-level mercenary group? In my opinion, this fifth place position should be given up to a capable regiment!"

The mercenaries below discussed it one after another. Soon, someone supported it: "It should be so! The mercenary group of the original mercenary group does not have that strength, is it not the right to retreat? I ask the guild to re-rank the mercenary group!" As soon as he finished speaking, everyone began to heckle, shouting louder and louder one by one, demanding that the guild be re-ranked.

"Feng Yao, don't take advantage of the fire to rob! When you were ranked, if our regiment commander hadn't let you go, you would have been a disabled person a long time ago, and now that the regiment commander is not there, you want to make waves? No matter how bad my duty mercenary group is, it will not be your turn to replace the Fengyun mercenary group!" A young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes suddenly got up and angrily scolded the big man on the stage.

The middle-aged man named Feng Yao, the muscles on his face twitched a few times, and he smiled gloomily: "Where did you come from, a hairy boy, a bunch of nonsense! Then let me ask you, even if I am not worthy of taking the position of your regiment, there is no one in the core of the mercenary group, and it is already a great thing not to remove the name, do you still want to occupy the ranking? What is this called? Occupy the pit and not!"

When the young man heard this, he was speechless. Now that there is no news from the head of the regiment, the three masters let the madman Zhang Dawolf capture him, and the strength of the mercenary group has plummeted. According to the rules of the Mercenary Guild, if their leader or deputy leader does not show up again, they will be deprived of the rank of the high-level mercenary group that they have fought so hard for. Seeing that he was speechless, Feng Yao couldn't help laughing insolently, waving his hand to summon his spiritual fire, and the fierce and surging flame aura pressed towards the young man, and the provocation was obvious. There were only four or five mercenary groups in this division, and their strength was low, and as soon as the breath of the wind burned down, they made them sweat hotly, and they immediately summoned flames. But looking at it like that, I'm afraid it won't last long.

The surrounding mercenaries scattered one after another, so as not to harm the pond fish. They looked at this scene with mocking eyes, and everyone had the attitude of watching the show. The rules of the mercenary world are like this, if you don't have enough strength, you will retreat. This is the unchanging law of the world.

"Oh, yes, haven't fallen yet?" the wind burned and laughed, and the scorching flames slammed, and the fire exploded instantly, and even I felt a sweltering heat while standing in the doorway. At this moment, several young men from the mercenary group could no longer stand it, and they spat blood one by one, and their skills were not good enough and they had fallen to the ground. I was thinking about whether to go over and help out, when I saw a dozen people rushing in from outside, one of whom jumped on the high platform with a red tassel gun and fought with Feng Yao.

The Mercenary Guild is extremely spacious, except for the high platform, the rest of the space is a large empty space. The person in charge didn't care, just waved his hand and asked people to take some of the tables and chairs away. They didn't go to the center of the battle to pick up tables and chairs, but just cleared some of the surrounding areas. The mercenaries, cheering while drinking, cheering one after another, and even helping, such as a person who was hit under his nose by others, he smashed a wine jar on that person's head.

There are more than a dozen subordinates on the side of the wind burn, and the two sides are equal in numbers. After more than ten rounds, it can be seen that the overall strength of the Fengyun mercenary group is better than that of the mercenary group, and the people of the mercenary group are all injured, except for the gun-wielding man who burns you and me on the stage, the others can't last long. The man on the stage also noticed this, and in a hurry, he couldn't help but show flaws. Taking advantage of the opponent's panic, Feng Yao grabbed the body of the gun, and was about to break the red tassel gun, when a black stick stuck horizontally, hit him on the wrist, and bounced his hand away. "Oops! After a dull thud, the wind snorted, and he staggered back a few steps. He crouched down with his fists clenched, a pained expression on his face. When the strength of the wind slowed down, the wind burned and looked forward. Suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, a young man, he had short flowing hair, a pair of deep purple eyes, a long stick with a cold breath, and a handsome capital suddenly flashed in his wind-burning heart!

"Who are you, boy, dare to take care of the affairs of my Fengyun mercenary group!" Seeing that I was extraordinary, he was no longer in a hurry to make a move, and asked suspiciously. "Who am I? I'm your Uncle Liu! Uncle Liu, I can't get used to you bullying the weak, and I'm in charge of this matter today!" After that, I used a magic stick burning orange and red flame like a demonstrative, arrogantly pointing at the wind.

The latter was furious, and I only heard an angry laugh, and I saw a big knife slashing towards me, and the light blue flames surrounded the knife, which felt like a five-mao special effect. I took a look, and the demon pestle came out, and I didn't dodge, but just blasted over. When he saw me holding the red glowing stick to pestle him, he couldn't help laughing, and his body shook and slashed at my stick. He was dumbfounded when the knife fell, and the big knife that infused his whole body with the power of fire power broke in half with a sonorous sound. Immediately, a strong wind came in front of you.

The people around were stunned and watched this scene blankly. Feng Yao is a second-order mid-stage fire martial artist, how can he let this young man who calls himself Uncle Liu be overturned with a single face? The huge mercenary guild was silent. Wind burned, who came back to his senses, threw away the handle of the knife, touched his head, and a large bag bulged on his forehead, and the surrounding eyebrows were also burned by the flames, which almost made people faint with laughter at first glance.

"Haha......" The mercenaries who watched the play were stunned for a moment, and they all laughed when they looked at the embarrassment of the wind burning.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to kill you!" Wind burned ashamed and angry, completely ignoring the difference in strength, roared again, and the fist glowing with light blue fire slammed straight at me. It's a pity that his fist can't hit me at all, I used the body technique I learned from Chang Ming and others, and the body dodged away slightly, and then turned to the back of the wind burning, raised the stick and smashed it on the back of the head, and shouted at the same time: "Ahda!"

A dull sound sounded on Feng Yao's head, Feng Yao instantly became dizzy, and before he could react, he felt several stuffy sticks smashed on his head, Feng Yao trembled and turned around, and his expression seemed to have been wronged. I opened my eyes wide: "Still not dizzy?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! I couldn't help but say that a few more sticks smashed on Feng Yao's forehead, Feng Yao's eyes rolled, and his huge body fell straight down, and the light blue body flame disappeared. The people of the Fengyun Mercenary Regiment watched this scene with wide eyes, and after their boss fainted, they finally reacted, and they all yelled to give up their opponents, and rushed towards me with a bang. I was startled by these people, and in a panic dodged a few knives and sticks that slashed at my head, and I laughed out loud, and with a thought, I used the Eighty-One Sticks of the Mad Monkey in the Great Sage Stick Method, which was specially used to defeat ten thousand enemies. This stick method is called the crazy monkey, naturally there is a sense of madness, and the shadow of the stick flutters in an instant, as if I have countless sticks in my hands, or I am already a thousand-armed Guanyin, what everyone sees in their eyes is countless arms, countless sticks.

In the face of this airtight stick shadow, with the strength of these guys who are not of the second order, how dare they shoot at will, but if you don't hit people, people won't beat you, and they will fly out four when they see a crackling, and these guys don't care if the stick shadow is virtual or real, they all bravely throw themselves into the stick shadow, or stab or slash. After a crackling sound, more than a dozen people flew down from the high platform one after another.

"It's just a spinning top!" The people of the Fengyun Mercenary Group were terrified, they didn't expect that a young man in his early twenties could actually beat more than ten of them out at the same time, this stick method, this power, it was really terrifying. They all looked at the last pale-faced young man on the stage, who was not brave enough, so he was fine now, and only stood there with his lips trembling.

"You...... Don't come here!" the young man screamed when he saw me coming with a smile on his face. "I'm here to help you get a good night's sleep. I laughed wickedly and was about to knock him out. Suddenly, two sounds of breaking the air came, and I hurriedly looked at the source of the sound, only to see two clusters of flames shaped like knives, flying towards me at a rapid speed. Fortunately, the distance was still far away, and I didn't dare to rush to pick it up, so I flew back a few times under my feet, and then turned sideways slightly, passing by the two rays of light.

Two red rays of light, resembling daggers, only fatter, swept past me and slammed into the counter, popping twice and blasting the lattice of the counter to powder. I looked at the wooden lattice in surprise, and then looked back, and found that there was already a young man in front of me, the blow just now, as expected, was sent by this young man, I had heard Jin Daring say, the one who can send treasure through the air is called the fire spirit, long-range attack flow.

Fire warriors are more common in the mainland, while fire spirits need some conditions, and their innate spiritual sense must be strong. The fire spirits in the Divine Fire Continent are relatively rare, assuming that there are one million cultivators in the continent, the fire warriors account for nearly ninety percent of them, and it is thankful that there are 120,000 fire spirits. From the Chang Ming people I met, to Zhang Dawolf, and now the two teams of people who are fighting in groups, I saw a fire spirit, it seems that this fire spirit is indeed a rare animal. No wonder when the war started, this guy was always standing behind and there was someone to protect him.