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Until we arrived in Mozambique, the road was relatively peaceful. Only once, when Zhang Yang shot a second-order demonic beast with the elven bow and absorbed the residual life force, when he inadvertently operated the life force to the left hand holding the elf bow, the elven bow, which had always been ordinary, suddenly underwent a magical change!

I saw that on the dark green bow body, the place that came into contact with the life force gradually turned into new green, and when Zhang Yang found that this change completely instilled the little life force collected this time, the bow body suddenly transformed into a new green like a jewel!

And when Zhang Yang put a swallowtail arrow on it, something surprising happened to Zhang Yang!

As the bowstring that had turned emerald green slowly opened, the bright green of the entire elven bow was injected into the swallowtail arrow little by little! At this time, Zhang Yang could feel that the original ordinary swallowtail arrow was filled with a powerful life force! If it weren't for the excellent material of this swallowtail arrow, I'm afraid it would have been impossible to withstand this sudden force!

Well, here's an annoying question! Zhang Yang, who was holding the elf bow, could clearly perceive that the bow and arrow in his hand had been tightly linked together, unless Zhang Yang let go of his hand and shot it, as long as the swallowtail arrow left the bowstring, the life force that had been accumulated would definitely disappear with him in an instant!

In that case, it would be too much of a stretch...... Just helplessly, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered the space ring in his hand, and with the mentality of trying it out, Zhang Yang's soul power moved slightly, and he instantly included this bow and arrow into the space ring!

Looking at his empty hands, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly. www.biquge.info Although he inadvertently experimented with some uses of this elven bow, he couldn't use it for the time being unless he encountered a worthy target.

(I have no choice but to wait until I enter the city to find a weapon shop and buy a good bow to use, why didn't I think of a good bow in the European weapon shop............ By the time Zhang Yang and his entourage crossed the rich plain and saw the magnificent walls of Musambik in the distance, it was already the afternoon of the eighth day.

Although the people of the Thunderbolt Mercenary Group have traveled to many places and seen many cities in order to find Zhang Yang, it is the first time that it is as magical and beautiful as Mu Sambique. Because of this, except for Zhang Yang, who had been here once, everyone else, including Jason, showed an extremely shocked look.

"Look at that, it's a bunch of hillbillies coming for the first time, I really can't figure it out, isn't the brains of this group of mercenaries useful? And there was no caravan escort, so they ran to Mozambique dryly, didn't they know that this place was different from other places, and there were no magical beasts around? ”

"Odara! How many times have I told you that I don't have a memory! How can such a thing be said casually! You should be happy that others are willing to come to our Mozambique, and if you let the Legion Commander know, take care of you! ”

Just when Zhang Yang and the others were waiting in line to enter the city, from behind Zhang Yang and the others, a male voice full of arrogance suddenly came, and the familiar tone and the same words made Zhang Yang suddenly feel that this world was too small. And just as the people of the Thunderbolt Mercenary Regiment turned their heads and glared at the man when they heard this, a woman with a high octave tone was knocking on the man's helmet with the end of the whip in her hand and reprimanding.

"Hey~! Sister Merry! I'll just tell you what's wrong, that's the case! Besides, with so many people watching, can't you save some face for me! ”

Odara's strength has improved recently, and his relative status in the Silver Pegasus Army has also risen a lot. Plus maybe it's because it's been a long time since anyone repairs it, this Odara. Young Master Amir's stinky arrogant and poisonous tongue seems to have been committed again.

"Humph! I'm doing this for your own good! You must know that evil comes from the mouth, and sickness enters from the mouth. If someone repairs your own broken mouth, see who can help you at that time~! ”

Compared to before, Merry seems to be much more mature. This can be heard not only from her tone, but also from her dignified but not domineering demeanor on a horneer.

It's just that Odara didn't understand her kindness, but instead glanced at the soldiers of the Thunderbolt Mercenary Regiment walking outside the carriage, and continued with her nostrils facing the sky:

"Sister Meili~! Anyway, I've been making rapid progress recently, and I'm already a third-order black iron junior powerhouse, okay?! Among these mercenaries who are only at the second-order bronze level, where can they teach me a lesson one-on-one~! Then again, if they really dare to rush up, hum! Mozambique is the place for our Silver Pegasus Army! Can they still turn the sky upside down?! ”

Hearing Odara's words, Merry suddenly didn't bother to pay attention to him. This person just doesn't have a long memory, and he really worked hard for a while after being cleaned up by Wright's guy, about a year, right? Only then did he raise his strength to the level of the third-order black iron primary, and now it seems that this guy has probably been very proud recently, and he forgot the pain of the scar!

"Humph! Too lazy to pay attention to you! If someone cleans it up, don't go to the Legion Commander to cry again! ”

"What's the matter?!"

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Although the mercenary warriors of the Raiden Mercenary Regiment sound angry, after experiencing many life and death tests, they will no longer fight impulsively. Discipline, what Zhang Yang casually told Nierjielina at the beginning, has now taken root in the hearts of the soldiers of the Raiden Mercenary Regiment.

At this time, the soldiers of the Thunderbolt Mercenary Regiment, who did not have a high-level voice from the mercenary group, were not angry with Xuanhua, but stood calmly beside the carriage, or still sat on the carriage and stared at Odara coldly. And the cold gaze of hundreds of people is a lot of pressure in itself!

"Look at what! If you have the ability to go down and go head-to-head! ”

To be honest, Odara was somewhat embarrassed by the warriors of the Thunderbolt Mercenary Group on the opposite side at this time. Generally speaking, mercenary groups whose strength is mainly the first and second order are just a rabble composed of scattered mercenaries, and if they are as disciplined as they are in front of them, how can they only have those high-level mercenary groups whose average strength is close to the third order!?

Therefore, in the face of this somewhat strange gaze, Odara actually had some bottomless in his heart.

It's all said and done, and if you don't express it, you will be looked down upon. Because Odara had not deliberately lowered his voice before, hundreds of curious civilians and caravans had already stopped to watch in front of Moximu's tall city gate. Even for the sake of his own face, Zhang Yang couldn't keep quiet.

"Sean, please play with this general for a while, people are so gracious, if we don't respond, it will be a bit rude. Of course, just be careful not to hurt him. ”

The soldiers of the Raiden Mercenary Regiment can be so calm and confident, naturally not only because of their strong discipline. Since Sean, Jason and other friends of Zhang Yang joined the Thunderbolt Mercenary Group, the problem of the lack of strong people in the Thunderbolt Mercenary Group was suddenly solved. Although the strength of ordinary members is still a little weak for the time being, if it comes to the mid-to-high-end combat power, the Thunderbolt Mercenary Group is currently no worse than those mid-level mercenary groups.

Moreover, when Zhang Yang fought hard to kill Michelangelo on the night eight days ago, when the soldiers of the Thunderbolt Mercenary Regiment suddenly discovered that their mysterious leader was likely to be a seventh-order legendary powerhouse, their confidence suddenly doubled!

Sean's swordsman level at this time was already a second-order bronze intermediate level, and in this point alone, there was indeed a gap between him and the third-order black iron junior Odara. In terms of swordsman's talent alone, he is not very good, at least compared to Odara, a guy who has been practicing the way of warriors since childhood, there is still a little gap.

However, Sean is not just a second-order bronze intermediate swordsman, he has always been extremely obsessed with magic, but unfortunately due to his talent, his mental power is not high, and his elemental affinity is even more of a mess. Now that he can barely advance to the level of a second-order high-level magician, this makes him laugh in his dreams......

Now that Zhang Yang has asked him to fight, he naturally believes in his strength. Not only that, Sean himself is a wonderful person, and while he has some talent for tactical command, he is also very measured. As far as the last point is concerned, there is really no one in the regiment who is of the same level as him.

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Hearing Zhang Yang point to himself, Sean suddenly laughed and jumped out of the carriage sideways. Friends who are familiar with Zhang Yang know that Zhang Yang is not a person who is afraid of things at all. Although he usually acts in a low-key manner and does not take the initiative to provoke trouble, if someone provokes him or his friends, the man who usually always has a faint and calm expression will naturally let people see his strong side!

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Hearing Zhang Yang's voice, Mei Li and Odara immediately knew that this person was the leader of the group of people in front of them. It's just that they don't feel the slightest pressure of fighting or magic from Zhang Yang's body, which makes Mei Li feel strange at the same time, and Odara thinks that Zhang Yang is the kind of boring guy who has money but no strength, and wants to drum up a group of mercenaries to have fun.

Looking at Sean, who was dressed in light leather armor and had a long sword hanging from his waist, Odara could suddenly feel that the other party was just a guy with a fighting strength of only a second-order bronze intermediate. Facing this opponent who was two levels behind him and had crossed a big rank, Odala suddenly smiled disdainfully:

"I thought there was some amazing character! I didn't expect to be just a rookie in the second order! Don't blame me for not reminding you, I, Odara, am a hundred riders with the primary strength of a third-order black iron! If you have self-knowledge, you should retreat quickly, and the province will be defeated by me, and your face will be ugly! ”

As if to determine whether he was sick or not, Sean stared at Odara seriously for a moment, then shook his head and said in a matter-of-fact manner:

"I've seen what you can pretend, but I've never seen you so pretend; I've seen a lot of nonsense, but I've never seen so much nonsense like you! If you don't accept it, don't pretend to be like a ...... Well...... Like a second cargo~! ”

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