Ya Rongjing knew that he couldn't shirk the position of head of the regiment, these bastards had obviously been united, and even if he protested to use the most "democratic" voting method for a while, he would be voted for the position of head of the regiment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's all because he thinks that things are not thorough enough, he should enter the source of Feiwu said, and he should think about the next three steps when he does one step. If he thought of this trouble in advance, it would be okay for him to win over Yuan Feiwu and Xueyue in advance to take Nangong Fengpit! Anyway, the thoughts of these guys are "as long as it's not me, it doesn't matter", but this time he happened to be isolated by Yuan Feiwu who seized the opportunity.

Ya Rongjing regretted not being at the beginning, and ran to get a form to fill out, and when he came back, Yuan Feiwu and they were actually stopped by more than a dozen people.

Hurriedly running back to his partner, he suddenly saw several familiar figures.

It's that big man, and those little minions who were let go by him!

I didn't eat enough lessons, and I ran back to find trouble?!

"The people who moved us are not so good! Come out with us, don't make an ugly fuss here!" a middle-aged man shouted.

This man is the leader of the mercenary group of the Great Han, the only high-ranking warrior, and this strength is enough for the people in their group to worship like gods. Not compared to other powerful mercenary groups, in a mercenary group formed by ordinary people, having a high-ranking samurai is already a great thing.

Like that big man, he usually uses his tall stature and training to become a junior samurai, which is enough to scare off a large number of people.

However, this big man obviously didn't know and didn't believe that Ya Rong Jing's subordinates were merciful, thinking that Ya Rong Jing was also a high-level warrior, because he usually had no power to fight back when he was beaten by his regiment leader. In this way, even if he is also a high-level samurai, Ya Rongjing looks young, and he must not be as strong as the head of the regiment. And his other three partners, one more handsome than the other, look like empty shelves with no appearance, and this guy who can knock him down should be the one among them.

With such a wrong judgment, and being beaten up, he couldn't get rid of it, so he quickly went back and called his boss over to take revenge.

"I don't know what's wrong!" said angrily when Ya Rongjing came back.

The subordinates were merciful and ran back to find trouble, isn't it that I don't know what it is?!

"Do you come out or not? I think we won't dare to do anything if we hide in the mercenary headquarters, right?" The middle-aged man was usually used to being slapped by his beard, and he thought very highly of himself, except for those famous mercenary groups, he was not afraid of anyone.

This is what it means to be more than benevolent and not domineering enough. Yuan Feiwu still had time to talk to Ya Rongjing slowly at this time.

Ya Rongjing was stunned when he heard this, could this be the result of his misconduct?

"That'...... What should we do? I don't think they deserve death, and it shouldn't be our way to kill violently. ”

"You're right. You have mercy, but you still lack a bit of domineering and courage as the head of a country. That's what Athena wants you to understand. ”

Seeing that more and more people came over to watch, there were some well-known guys in the mercenary world, and the middle-aged man was a little anxious when he saw that the other party ignored him.

He drew his long sword and pointed at Yuan Feiwu: "Get out! this is not the place to fight!"

Seeing the boss draw his sword, a kind of little brother behind him also pulled out the sword at his waist with a fake tiger, and the sonorous sound was loud for a while, attracting more people's attention to come and watch.

"Since you have drawn your sword, you must be prepared that the other party will also stab your sword in the chest. Are you mentally prepared for this?" said Yuan Feiwu unhurriedly.

Yuan Feiwu sighed in his heart, some people always feel that they are so brave and ruthless, and they can seize the opportunity if they take out their weapons in advance, and they never thought that when you face each other with swords, the opponent's sword will also target you. People who draw their swords without such psychological preparation usually end no well.

He knows very well that when you draw your sword, it is likely that your life is coming to an end, so don't feel that it is a very happy thing to be able to shoot. That's what Shadow told him since he was a child, and he could also feel that every time Shadow drew his sword, there was no surging emotion, and he was always so calm, because when he drew his sword, he was likely to face death, not happiness.

That was the truth that those of them who were wallowing in the corpses had realized.

"Look for death!" The middle-aged man sneered, and stabbed out directly with a sword, intending to kill the guy in front of him who had been smiling all the time, don't look at his beauty, what he said was annoying.

"Fight, I dare to fight anywhere!"

Before Yuan Feiwu moved, Nangong Feng had already burst out, and the yellow fighting qi was wrapped in his fist and the opponent's long sword was broken.

"Fighting spirit is outcast!, he's a warrior of the earth!!"

The middle-aged man was still in surprise and didn't come back to his senses, and the little brothers behind him panicked first!

In the mercenary world, masters of this level of the Earth Samurai are basically the backbone of the major mercenary groups, and everyone is familiar with each other. But they haven't seen this young man, so they don't know which master it is!

Wrong!

When the middle-aged man came back to his senses, he found that there was a problem, the clothes he was wearing were not the clothes of the Bagar Empire, and he was a master from another country! Of course he didn't know him!

Damn, this time it's an iron plate! Who would know that a few teenagers who don't seem to be useful can actually have such a strong strength!

A high-level samurai against a samurai of the earth, there is no need to try to win or lose, this is the key critical point of the training of fighting qi to a qualitative change, it is impossible for a high-level samurai to win against the samurai of the earth!

So the middle-aged man simply didn't struggle, drew his sword and put it away, intending to admit defeat.

But Nangong Feng stopped as soon as he struck, and after learning a lot of close-quarters boxing techniques with Yuan Feiwu, as soon as the fist came out, it was a set of consecutive fights. When his beautiful fist stopped, the middle-aged man's teeth in his mouth were knocked off several times, and he fell to the ground with blue eyes and swollen nose and moaned.

The eyes of the audience who watched around widened and wanted to applaud this superb boxing skill!

was originally a rabble, and at this time, they knew that they had kicked the iron plate, and they still had time to care about the life and death of the boss, and they scattered as birds and beasts to escape.

As a result, when I looked back, I saw a tall man in white blocking the door, and when I looked closely, it was one of the other party's partners!

The man grabbed the void, and a straight, unsightly wooden staff fell into his hand.

I'm rubbing, this guy has storage space! At least it should be at the level of a great magician! That wooden staff is still some kind of unsightly wooden staff, it's just a magic staff at all!

An earth warrior and a great magician, this is really a hornet's nest!

But the magician didn't dare to use area magic here, and they couldn't help them with his small body when they rushed out, right?

Everyone had this idea, and they rushed towards the door with only a slight pause.

The man's seemingly somewhat blurred facial features exuded a cold aura, and then a bright light flashed, and everyone was startled.

But their bodies couldn't keep up with their heads at all, and they saw the light but not as fast as the light at all! The light passed before they reacted, and then retreated, and the others took a few steps back, but the two leaders fell together.

Only then did everyone realize that the bright light that had just passed by was actually a sword light! And the two leaders each had one leg cut off at the knee, and blood was spilled all over the ground!

Under the bloody scene, the man in white had no expression, as calm as an iceberg.

It's even more terrifying than the other person's expression of excitement or anger or excitement!

"You ...... You dare to do it?!" Those people's legs were frightened, but they didn't expect this magician to be the fiercest!

Magicians with dual cultivation of magic and martial arts are too common in the Bagar Empire, and the other party's sword is enough to scare them, and there will be no more thoughts that the other party can break through if they are magicians.