Just before, the core of a second-order demonic beast could not make the demon seed grow.

Therefore, if he wanted to continue to improve his cultivation, Qin Wushuang needed more second-order demon cores that were contaminated by demonic qi, or even third-order.

However, the first-order demonic beast was already equivalent to a body refining realm martial artist, and the second-order was equivalent to a cyclone realm martial artist, and in the case of a large number of people, it was not impossible to kill a second-order demonic beast. As for the third order, it is not at all a terrifying existence that these mercenaries dare to touch.

Therefore, it was very difficult for Qin Wushuang to obtain a demon core above the second order.

At least, the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group can't count on it at all, and he has to go to the Warcraft Forest by himself.

With a bang, the door was suddenly forcibly kicked open, and Brother Ren Zhao rushed in in a hurry, looking nervous and said, "Qin Wushuang, you go quickly, they brought someone here!"

Qin Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ren Zhaodi and asked, "How many people are coming?"

Brother Ren Zhao was in a hurry, and he was about to get angry: "My little master, when is it, do you still have the heart to ask this? If you don't leave, it's too late, the scar-faced person is blocked by us, you hurry up." ”

"Let's go?"

Qin Wushuang smiled like a spring breeze, "It's too late." ”

His soul was so powerful that he could sense any movement within a radius of several kilometers.

There were eight people outside, and they were almost at the gate of the courtyard.

Brother Ren Zhao glanced outside and said strangely: "Why is it too late?

Rumble!

An extremely dull body impact sound came out, and then Ren Zhaodi saw Li Tong flying upside down and smashing to the door. Li Tong struggled to get up, and a large amount of blood spit out of his mouth, "Big brother, they are here, you go quickly." ”

Brother Ren rushed over to help Li Tong, that is, at the same time, eight people walked into the courtyard one after another.

Among these eight people, there is even Mo Xiaping, the chief housekeeper of the Ru family.

Except for Mo Xiaping, it can be seen from the symbols on the costumes that the remaining seven people are all members of the Blood Python Mercenary Group, and this team belongs to Scarface.

Song Zhuang, the leader of the Blood Python Mercenary Group, took a step forward, his strong muscles looked like a small mountain, and when his feet hit the ground, he stirred up a cloud of dust.

His gaze swept towards Qin Wushuang and sneered, "Broken the rules of our boss, do you still want to leave?"

Brother Ren frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

"How?"

Song Zhuang looked at Brother Ren Zhao contemptuously and said, "Brother Ren Zhao, you know the rules here, in addition to removing one of your arms, you waste master, you also have to apologize to the people of the Ru family." ”

At this time, the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group gathered and formed a circle at the door, their expressions all angry.

The people of the Blood Python Mercenary Group are cultivated to be comparable to the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group, but the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group dare not make a move.

Because as long as they do it, their fate will be worse than becoming crippled.

"Who is going to take away one of my arms?"

Qin Wushuang pushed away the people in front of him and stood at the front, his gaze was opposite to Song Zhuang, "The mercenary group in the Mercenary Gorge will divide the territory, this mansion is the private territory of the Jintie Mercenary Group, and in case of trouble, the Jintie Mercenary Group has the right to deal with it on its own." ”

At present, the situation is very clear, the people of the Ru family must have colluded with Scarface and brought people here to make trouble.

Just by looking at Mo Xiaping's triumphant face, you can know.

In Song Zhuang's opinion, Qin Wushuang was just a hairy boy, he just glanced at him, and said indifferently: "The territory of the Jintie Mercenary Group? The little waste of the Qin family, I will tell you now, every brick and tile of the Mercenary Gorge belongs to our boss, and the lives of all the mercenaries here, our boss can take it if he wants, whoever dares to resist will die." ”

For the word death, Song Zhuang bit it very hard, a waste young master, when he heard this word, he was not directly scared to pee.

Qin Wushuang looked at Song Zhuang and said word by word: "So, you want to call me dead?"

The Holy Monarch of Zhulu is now threatened by a mere mercenary, and he has to apologize to the Ru family's dog?

If this kind of thing is said, I am afraid that Song Zhuang will regret it after a while.

Song Zhuang sneered: "So, you want to resist?"

Mo Xiaping smiled treacherously and said, "Song Zhuangshi, what nonsense are you talking about with them? ”

Song Zhuang felt that what Mo Xiaping said made sense, and waved his hand and said, "Brothers, give it to me." ”

The six big knives were unsheathed, revealing a cold air, and neatly slashed towards the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group.

And the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group stood still and did not move.

Scarface, they really can't afford to offend, and would rather lose an arm than lose their lives completely.

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang shouted: "The people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group are all listening to me, what is standing behind you is my Qin family, you serve the Qin family for a day, and you will be protected by my Qin family for a day, now do it for me!"

Qin Wushuang was not disappointed in these people, people always have something to fear, what he has to do now is to stimulate the ferocity of the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group.

At the same time as he shouted these words, the Xuantie Sword was already held by Qin Wushuang in his hand and rushed towards Song Zhuang.

Ren Zhaodi's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he looked at the emaciated but upright figure rushing to the front, as if it was a supreme powerhouse.

Qin Wushuang made a decisive move, giving him great courage, and yelled: "If you don't want to become a cripple, just do it for me!"

The people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group are naturally headed by Ren Zhaodi.

When Ren Zhaodi rushed out for the second time, the rest of the people no longer hesitated, and showed their big knives one after another, facing the people opposite.

Song Zhuang's expression became very surprised.

He didn't expect that the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group would dare to resist them.

Moreover, it is only under the leadership of a waste young master.

He smiled cruelly, and the big knife in his hand slashed at Qin Wushuang fiercely.

"This knife of mine, in addition to being used to hunt demonic beasts, has also cut off the heads of many people, the waste young master of the Qin family, since you are looking for death today, then I will fulfill you. ”

In the air, there was a piercing sound of metal crashing.

The huge power coming from the opposite side made Qin Wushuang's mouth numb in an instant.

His sleeves also burst open, revealing a white arm.

Moreover, his body was also pushed backwards by that huge force, and it slid a few meters before it stabilized.

Qin Wushuang's pupils constricted, and a sentence came out of his mouth: "Seven Star Refining Body Realm." ”

The Song Zhuang on the opposite side is likely to be the elite under Scarface's hand.

Because in the entire Mercenary Gorge, if you cultivate to have a six-star refining realm, you can already be regarded as a master.

The Seven Star Refining Body Realm is undoubtedly an extremely powerful existence, coupled with Song Zhuang's long-term fight with demonic beasts, he has developed excellent actual combat skills.

Today, Qin Wushuang can be regarded as having encountered a strong enemy.

Song Zhuang looked at Qin Wushuang and said in surprise: "You took me a knife and didn't get hurt?"

With the knife just now, Song Zhuang only used seven points of strength, but even if it was seven points of strength, he believed that it was not something that a person like Qin Wushuang who only had a five-star body refining realm could take it.

The result was beyond his expectations.

"I look at this knife, how do you take it!"

"Devil's Knife Technique!"

Song Zhuang rushed into the air, holding the knife in both hands, aiming at Qin Wushuang's shoulder and slashing down.

This time, Song Zhuang used martial arts.

The power of martial arts is naturally different from ordinary slashing, it is extremely powerful, and behind him, a phantom of a demon appeared.

However, Song Zhuang has always been in a sense of proportion, because Bai Wuchang has words, and he can't take Qin Wushuang's life.

Moreover, the Ru family also seemed to be very interested in this little waste, and made a lot of silver to let Scarface spare his life.

Countless combat experiences told Qin Wushuang that this sword, with his current strength, could not be taken.

The sword qi was extremely sharp, and a deep ravine was drawn on the ground where it passed.

The murderous aura turned into a strong wind, blowing Qin Wushuang's clothes, and even his hair flew with it.

"Flying flowers and leaves. Qin Wushuang let out a low sigh in his heart, his feet shifted, and his body shifted strangely to the side.

Song Zhuang missed in an instant, but he was not surprised, but a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Boy, you are still too tender!"

He let the big knife slash into the ground, and his right hand suddenly bent into a claw, grabbing Qin Wushuang's shoulder fiercely.

"Yin Wind Claw!"

I have to say that Song Zhuang has a certain talent and can perform two martial arts at the same time.

The knife just now was just a false move, his real purpose was to brutally use his claws to directly tear off one of Qin Wushuang's arms.

Song Zhuang took advantage of the previous move to close the distance between Qin Wushuang, and at this moment, there was only a one-meter gap between the two.

Song Zhuang's claws were very fast, and if Qin Wushuang wanted to dodge again, it was absolutely impossible.

The fierce claw wind tore through the clothes on Qin Wushuang's shoulders like a knife, and even on his skin, five blood marks appeared.

However, Qin Wushuang stopped moving.

At this scene, everyone in the Golden Iron Mercenary Group who watched it exclaimed.

Qin Wushuang is too tender after all! His combat experience is completely inferior to Song Zhuang, and one of his arms may not be able to be saved!

Moreover, the people of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group wanted to save it, but it was too late.

"Qin Wushuang, get out of the way!"

Brother Ren Zhao shouted, he was extremely annoyed at this time, if he was closer to Qin Wushuang, he would be able to save him.

The corners of Qin Wushuang's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and in an instant, his eyes fell into Song Zhuang's eyes, which actually made him feel fear, "Who is too tender?"