Chapter 82: Leslie's Answer

This momentum is enough to deter everyone present, if it is just a simple spiritual coercion, then it can still be understood.

However, this momentum comes from Leslie himself, and even goes deep into the bone marrow, without the oppression brought by the slightest spiritual power, it is really terrifying.

In the Elwyn Line, there are very few people who can have such momentum without the help of spiritual power, and all of them are the dominant figures in the Elwyn Line.

Could this mysterious middle-aged man have any hidden identities other than the identity of the S-class mission leader?

This is the idea of most adventurers, after all, most of them are young people, and they have never witnessed the glory of the bloodslaughter, let alone who the bloodslaughter leader is.

The middle-aged man in front of him has such an momentum, it will definitely not be an ordinary person, since he has great strength, why would he be willing to succumb to this?

Many adventurers look at Leslie with a complex set of eyes, each with their own opinions, but they all inevitably have questions.

Several middle-aged adventurers, a little sad and a little excited, looked at Leslie, they witnessed the bloodshed for a while, and also witnessed the bloodshed disappear, once the most promising adventure group to hit the title, persecuted by treacherous people, and now only Leslie is left alone.

What really threatens the Arad continent is not those monsters with worrying IQs, but sinister human hearts!

The Crazy Knife War Palace, at this time, is playing such a role, they don't do their part to fight monsters, they only know that they are blindly enjoying themselves, and they are still causing trouble all day long, I really don't know how many young talents are persecuted by these so-called first-class forces, righteous organizations.

Thinking of this, some adventurers with a full sense of justice can't help but be hostile to the Crazy Knife Battle Palace, and they can also hear what Sawyer just explained, and just as Leslie said, everything has to be said first, Sawyer is not wrong, it is the despicable purple-robed young man who is wrong.

Suddenly, the momentum comparable to the dragon's breath suddenly dissipated, which made everyone's hearts feel relieved.

Although the momentum dissipated, the scar man felt a series of hostile gazes fall on him, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently, angry and annoyed.

Although he was angry, he had the intention of retreating, but when he thought that he didn't have a good explanation when he went back, and let the hall master's anger vent on himself, he didn't dare to have the idea of retreating anymore.

"Senior Leslie, you really make me feel embarrassed, that dead purple-robed young man, if he is just an ordinary member of the battle hall, for your sake, then forget it, but he is not." The scar man suppressed his anger and said in a soft tone.

Leslie seemed to realize something, and a cloud of sorrow drifted between her eyebrows, and she said with a hint of uneasiness: "Could it be? ”

The man with the scar nodded and said, "That's right, that purple-robed young man is the eldest son of the hall master. ”

The scene was silent, especially Sawya, his whole face was completely frozen, he thought that the purple-robed young man was just a member of the Crazy Sword Battle Palace, but he didn't expect that the latter was actually the son of the Lord of the Crazy Sword Battle Palace, or the eldest son.

Who is the Master of the Crazy Sword Battle Palace? The existence at the top of the food chain of the Elwyn Line, a man of the moment who has both status and strength.

This kind of big man, stomp his feet, the entire Elwin defense line, will tremble, this kind of character wants his life, it is like digging for something, no effort at all.

Now it seems that Sawyer has really pierced the sky and pierced the earth, who will make up for this big basket?

Sawyer's only life-saving straw was also standing there quietly at the moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I don't think my predecessors want to wade into this troubled water, right?" The man with the scar looked at the silent Leslie, thinking that the latter knew what was at stake, so he said with a smile.

As long as Leslie doesn't interfere in the matter, even if he makes a special trip to visit Leslie afterwards and apologize to him, it's not a big deal.

Everyone, holding their breath, quietly looked at the middle-aged man who was called Leslie by the scarred man.

Things have developed to this point, and the one who can influence the situation is Leslie.

Although everyone didn't know Leslie's true strength, they could feel from the majestic momentum he displayed that he definitely had the strength that was not weaker than that of the Lord of the Crazy Sword Battle Palace.

Leslie's answer determines the survival of that adventure team, if he still refuses to give up and perseveres to the end, then he will be the enemy of the Crazy Knife War Palace, maybe the Crazy Knife War Hall has nothing to do with him, but as the Earth Overlord, the Crazy Knife War Hall will definitely make him unable to live here in peace.

In the eyes of the Scar Man, Leslie is a smart person, and he will never offend the Crazy Knife Battle Hall for the sake of an irrelevant team of newcomers.

So, he stood still and happily waited for Leslie's answer.

Except for him, the eyes of everyone present were focused on Leslie, on the man with supreme power.

On Leslie's square face that had gone through the vicissitudes of life, there was no emotion, just a trace of determination in the depths of his eyes.

"This trip to the troubled waters, if I don't go to it, then I won't be the head of the bloody slaughter group back then."

The quiet atmosphere was broken by a rapid pop, and Leslie's hoarse voice, resounding through the Adventurers' Guild, echoed in everyone's hearts, making people admire.

Suddenly, the momentum with supreme majesty erupted again, even more violently than the last time it came.

Sawyer was stunned, he didn't expect that Leslie, who only had one side, would tear his face with the Crazy Knife Battle Hall for their newly built team, which was still difficult to repair.

Also, what is Bloodslaughter?

Head? Could it be that this middle-aged man was once the leader of an adventure group?

Sawyer guessed for a moment, then turned his attention back to the tense situation.

"Senior Leslie, I didn't mean to offend you, but now you are more and more confused, and you can even say such stupid words." The man with the scar was annoyed and angry, and with a direct wave of his hand, a layer of illusory spiritual light film was formed, blocking the supreme momentum that had no real power but was shocking.

He also has his own arrogance, in the Crazy Sword Battle Palace, he is basically above 10,000 people under one person, since Leslie is not interested, then there is no need for him to continue to give face.

Immediately afterwards, the man with the scar said ruthlessly: "Anyway, today, I must bring these four little cubs back." ”

After that, his spiritual power exploded in full force, and behind him, the four men who were also wearing black robes also burst out with strong spiritual power, looking at Leslie with a solemn face, and the five swords were vying for sharpness.

Some adventurers with weak strength can't withstand the ravages of the spiritual power storm, so they are holding their heads and running around, and those with a little strength, such as Sawyer, can use spiritual power to protect themselves.

In the face of such a terrifying power, Leslie had a calm face, and then, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he smiled faintly: "That's all about strength? Do you dare to shout here? ”

Immediately, he stretched out his palm, and a golden light flowed, and immediately, a golden staff with restrained golden light appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Around the staff, there was a hazy golden mist of light lingering, and the aura of magic was extremely rich.

At the same time, Leslie's body erupted with powerful spiritual power, and the endless spiritual power was like an ocean, directly suppressing the spiritual power of the five black-robed men, completely submerging them in a crushing posture