"Teach you a lesson that there is a price to be paid for talking nonsense." Meng Que slapped him, twitched him with his left hand again, then stepped aside, and said, "Give you a chance, I'll count three times, if you can disappear from my eyes, I'll let you go." ”

He didn't want to be ruthless before, because he didn't want to add too many enemies to the Yamu clan. Otherwise, when the time comes, he will leave this world, and the Yamu clan will become the target of everyone, and only Daddy Kun and Dina will not be able to withstand it.

Now, if you don't make a move, these people won't learn to be obedient if they don't learn a lesson.

"Livestock...... Brutes dare to ...... Dare to hit me? The man with the thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes received a slap on both sides of his face, his whole head was swollen, he gasped, covered his face, stepped aside, pointed at Meng Que fiercely and shouted: "Brothers, kill him for me." ”

I have to say that the people of this group of mercenaries are very united. As soon as the man shouted at the thief, the other men all gathered around. One of the eldest people, who was originally roasting, glanced at Meng Que a few times with a straight face, and said: "Your Excellency has such a big breath, as the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, and you dare to beat my person in front of me, it's really a shame for me." ”

When Meng Que heard this, he knew that this person should be the leader of these people. He was about forty years old, with a row of animal bone necklaces around his neck, a few lines painted in oil paint on his face, and his dark skin made him look like a monster.

"You have to know that your people are blocking my way and not letting me go, not that I deliberately want to cause a conflict with you." Meng Que was not afraid.

Yamu Kun had already sighed on the side, he had already told Meng Que to bypass these people and not to conflict with them, now it's okay, the other party is overwhelming, and when there is a conflict, his side is obviously in a disadvantageous situation.

Relatively speaking, Dina seemed calmer than her father.

"My Excellency is dressed like this, is it a southern barbarian? I heard that the barbarians are not civilized, they are no different from savages, and their physical characteristics are very similar to your Excellency, I don't know if it is or not? The middle-aged man grabbed a spear in his hand and sarcastically smiled.

Eight big men surrounded Meng Que and the three of them in a circle, which was airtight. All the people took up their weapons, three of them made spears, and five of them held long knives, in such a formation, it was obvious that as long as Meng Que dared to say a word that he didn't like, then what he replied to him was a spear or a knife.

Meng Que was about to speak, but Yamu Kun hurriedly stopped him and raised his voice: "I hope you will give me a face, the Yamu clan and the Overlord Blood Mercenary Group have always been kind, don't ruin the relationship between each other because of a trivial matter." ”

"Go, you old immortal, what face do you have to give?" The man with the thief's eyebrows was very unconvinced, and he pushed Yamukun back a few steps with the back of his knife, and snorted: "You Yamu clan has long been like a lost dog, speaking of which, I still remember one thing, it is rumored that the rosemary made by your Yamu clan is the best in the whole continent, if you are willing to take out a few bottles and give them to us, there is still room for negotiation in this matter." ”

"This ......"

The mouth of the thief eyebrows and rat-eyed people is obviously big, and the rosemary of the Yamu tribe is ancestral, and there is not much left. The bottle that Yamukun handed over to Meng Que before was already the last bottle, but as soon as this guy opened his mouth, he said that he would send a few bottles to them, which was too big for a lion.

"To tell you the truth, the rosemary of the Yamu tribe has long been lost, and it is no longer in our generation." Yamukun sighed and shook his head. The last bottle must not be given away, if it is sent out, then the divine beast will not be able to catch it. If you can't catch the divine beast, the revival of the Yamu clan will be nothing to look forward to.

"Since there isn't, what's the nonsense?" The thief-eyed man raised his knife and slashed towards Yamukun. He had resentment in his heart, and he saw that Yamukun was the most bullying, so he was ruthless without thinking about it.

"Retreat!"

Meng Que let out a loud shout, grabbed Yamukun and Dina with both hands, and cast a whirlwind step, instantly creating a powerful vortex within a radius of two meters. Together, the eight people involuntarily gave way to a hurricane. And Meng Que took advantage of this opportunity to rush out with Yamukun and Dina, and stopped seven or eight feet away.

"The opportunity has been given to you, but you don't cherish it." Meng Que snorted coldly, walked a few steps alone, and with a movement of his fingers, the pocket-sized shadow chasing sword immediately flew out of his body, wandering around him like a living thing.

Yamukun was worried, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Don't underestimate them, none of the Blood Bully Mercenary Group are weak. ”

As he spoke, the thief-eyed man and the other four sword-making men had already brandished their long knives and slashed at Meng Que. The long knife danced, and each handle flashed fiery red.

Meng Que was slightly surprised, and commanded the Shadow Chasing Sword to collide with the long knife in their hands, but he felt that each of them was full of strength, and the power of one sword was enough.

No wonder Yamukun forcibly stood up several times before to prevent himself from being impulsive, it turned out that the people of the Blood Bully Mercenary Group really had a few brushes.

"Again." Meng Que commanded the shadow chasing sword to crash away again, this time only hearing the five crisp sounds of "ding", "ding", "ding", "ding", "ding", "ding", and the long knives in the hands of the five people who came to kill were all cut off.

"Huh? There are quirks. The thief-eyed man noticed that something strange and immediately beckoned the other four to retreat. Then the other three spear-wielding spears walked with dragons and whistling thorns, and the heads of ordinary spears flashed fiery red after their luck.

"Broken!" Meng Que's sword attacked, and the shadow chasing sword slashed up, and there were two more dings, and two spears were broken. But one remained unbroken, and became more and more ferocious, chasing it like a viper.

"Well, this spear is not ordinary."

The Shadow Chasing Sword slammed into it again, sending out only a spark, but it couldn't cut through the spear.

"One-turn!"

The person who held this strange spear was the leader of the team of the Blood Tyrant Mercenary Regiment, and when he shouted, the entire spear in his hand turned a fiery red color, and it danced like a real dragon around him.

The Shadow Chasing Sword tried to penetrate it under the command of Meng Que, but without thinking, it was bounced away as soon as it got close.

Father Yamukun looked extremely nervous, and suddenly reminded: "Be careful, this person is not simple, if I guess correctly, the marksmanship used should be the must-kill mastery of the Blood Tyrant Mercenary Group - the Flame Divine Spear Five-Turn and Six-fold Style." ”

"Old man, he has good eyesight, and he actually recognizes this marksmanship." The middle-aged man spoke, and his marksmanship became more and more diseased, and suddenly the head of the gun was raised, like a fierce beast jumping out and crashing into Meng Que.

Meng Que performed the "Dragon Sleeping Divine Skill", and the eight sides of his body were immediately covered with a layer of black tortoise shell, and at the same time, his hands were crossed to protect his chest. When this fierce beast collided, Meng Que rubbed his feet on the ground and slid out thirteen or fourteen meters before stopping.

When I withdrew my hands, I saw that the sleeves of my clothes were already rotten twice.

"What a sharp marksmanship."

Meng Que praised it, and the middle-aged man shot a second time, "Two turns!" ”

With a spear stab, a giant red wolf flew out.

Meng Que took a few steps back, his fingers lit up with golden light, and with a finger, the golden light collided with the red giant wolf, and two air currents burst in the air, and the mountains shook suddenly.

"Your Excellency has good means, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, and take my third shot."

As he spoke, the head of the spear moved again, and a spotted leopard flew out.

Meng Que's old technique was repeated again to use the Qianmang Finger against it, and the Qianmang Finger was known as the world's inability to break the world, and it really had a miraculous effect, but wherever the golden light passed, anything would be reduced to nothing.

"Eat you three times in a row, and now it's my turn."

After the other party's three shots were shot, Meng Que took the opportunity to get close to his body, and the thirty-two figures unfolded. Pestering each other to fight.

"Dragon's Sparrow!"

Thirty-two looks especially good at close combat, although the middle-aged man's marksmanship is strong, but he has little effect at close range. As soon as Meng Que's move unfolded, he was immediately forced to scramble.

"Overlord Phase!"

"Victorious generals!"

"Qinglong Xiang!"

……

The middle-aged man's spear came out of his hand, his body flew out upside down, and after eating the last green dragon face, he only heard his ribs burst out four times, and then he didn't hum out a sound, and he fell to the ground, not knowing life and death.

When the others saw that the captain was defeated, they immediately besieged him. Meng Que immediately turned his fist into a claw, and performed the "Eighteen Hands of the Dragon", and after a few moves, he grabbed all the remaining seven people in his hands, kicked them one by one, and all kicked them on the tree and hung up.

Daddy Yamukun was shocked to see it, and it wasn't until the last scene that his hanging heart settled. Grabbing his daughter's hand, his old and trembling voice said intermittently: "This...... This kid's strength is too ...... It's amazing. ”

Dina had already seen Meng Que's power, so she wasn't too surprised, laughed, and said, "After all, he is the person in the prophecy, if he is too weak, how can he save our Yamu clan?" ”

"That's right." Father Yamukun nodded, then picked up a knife on the ground, limped to the middle-aged man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and without saying a word, he slashed down on his neck with a single sword.

The knife fell from his hand, and blood splattered all over his body.

Meng Que was stunned when he saw him so decisive, not long ago, this old man was still saying good things to the other party, and in a blink of an eye, he was so ruthless.

"Young people, if you want to do it, you should be thorough, if you don't do it cleanly, you will only bring trouble to yourself." After cutting the middle-aged man, Father Yamukun threw the knife to Meng Que, pointed to the seven people hanging on the tree, and said, "Unless we kill them all, the Blood Tyrant Mercenary Group will definitely be consumed with us to the end." ”

"Okay." Meng Yuan nodded and sighed secretly: "Father Yamukun is worthy of being the head of a clan, and he has the courage and decisiveness that a patriarch should have, but it's a pity that the hero is old." ”

After beheading the seven people, they scavenged all their food by the way, and the three continued into the mountain.