Before Li Lin rushed to the execution stage, Xiang Chen and Yang Immortal had already fought with the chief and deputy head of the Fierce Mercenary Regiment.

Seeing that the two of them not only did not rout, but Yang did not die and did not fall behind at all, Li Lin and the others burst into ecstasy in their eyes, and there was a touch of shock in their eyes.

Here's your chance!

Li Lin took the lead, the sword in his hand flashed, and without saying a word, he rushed towards the remaining six members of the Berserk Mercenary Group on the ring.

Except for Zhang Bo and Wang Kui, there were nine members of the Iron Bone Mercenary Regiment, and six of the Berserk Mercenary Regiment remained in place.

With nine against six, the Iron Bone Mercenary Group has the upper hand in numbers.

But when Li Lin confronted a big man carrying a decapitating big knife, including this big man, all six members of the Berserk Mercenary Group showed a playful smile.

"Is it true that we are at the same level as you stinky fish and rotten shrimp?!"

Rumble!

Six strands of six-star true qi burst out and gathered together, blowing a gust of wind that made people's cheeks hurt.

Self-doubt and gloom climbed on the faces of the eight iron-boned mercenary groups behind Li Lin, compared to the other party, only two of their iron-bone mercenary regiments barely reached the six-star level, and the rest of the people only Li Lin is five-star peak, and the rest are uneven in level, there are two five-star beginners, and the rest are all four-star.

Such a comparison made them like ugly ducklings who provoked the swans, and even the shyness made several of them act tirelessly, and they couldn't even give full play to half of their usual strength.

"Damn, what are you doing?! Rush to Lao Tzu!! ”

Li Lin rushed forward, feeling that the sound of breathing behind him had become less, and when he glanced back, his eyes were red.

Are they actually cowardly?

He almost crushed a mouthful of steel teeth, but at this time he was ready to send an arrow, Li Lin simply ignored others, and rushed forward with his head in a sullen head.

He brandished the steel knife in his hand and slashed at the oncoming decapitation knife, and once he fought each other, Li Lin let out a painful snort.

He staggered and fell backwards, the palms of his hands were blurred with flesh and blood, and Li Lin's hands trembled, and white bones were hidden.

Just in the previous collision, Li Lin was almost so shocked by the opponent's strength that he couldn't hold the knife.

The big man of the berserk mercenary group put the decapitation knife across his shoulder, looked back at his companions behind him, and laughed together.

"Phew!"

One of them opened his mouth directly, and a mouthful of thick phlegm spit on the face of Wang Kui, who fainted, and unceremoniously stretched out the sole of his shoe and crushed it on his face, and the soles of the combat boots quickly rubbed the skin on Wang Kui's face, and the thick phlegm slipped down mixed with blood, and it was impossible to tell for a while whether it was the blood that was too viscous or the reason for the thick phlegm.

He looked at Li Lin with a strange smile, and the meaning of humiliation did not need to be said.

Zhang Bo was kneeling on the ground and paying attention to the battle situation, when he suddenly saw his brother being abused like this, he immediately became angry: "I'll you......"

Before he could finish speaking, the big man behind him slapped him directly on the back of the head, slapping the back of his head full of blood, almost slapping Zhang Bo unconscious, and the words that were about to be scolded were also slapped back to the stomach.

"Why don't you still call him, if the boss didn't let you keep your life, Lao Tzu would cut off your head directly." He said rather rudely.

The tragic situation of the two bosses fell on the eyes of Li Lin and everyone behind him.

Li Lin roared hoarsely, ignoring the sharp pain in his hands, picked up the knife again, and rushed out again.

Syllable!

The rest of the members of the Iron Bone Mercenary Group looked back, and one of the members who was originally running at the back slapped him in the face, and then regardless of the rest, he rushed out directly and followed Li Lin's footsteps.

He has a more obedient temper, and he has many conflicts with Wang Kui on weekdays, and has been taught many times, but at this time, he is the first person besides Li Lin to let go of his worries.

"Don't lose the face of our iron-boned mercenary group!" That's all he left.

The rest of the people even looked up, and sure enough, they saw that because of the fear of several people, many of the warriors who watched the large group of people showed a playful look on their faces.

That look is no different from looking at a pile of garbage.

The remaining seven people suddenly had a fire in their hearts, and as soon as the fire burned, it was unstoppable, reaching the heavenly spirit cover.

Humans are social animals, and no one can never care less than the gaze of others.

The brotherhood with Zhang Bo and Wang Kui made them make the decision to save people regardless of life and death, and the strength of their opponents restrained their determination.

And at this moment, what really broke the cage of fear was the eyes of the outside world and the dignity of being a warrior.

With a big scar on the head, they are all two-legged animals, why should I be willing to bear your disdainful eyes?

"Li Laosan,, wait, Lao Tzu is here too!"

"Big head, you stop Lao Tzu, what big cloves of garlic are loaded, if you want to go up, Lao Tzu will go first!"

"Brothers, rush with me, death will be death, rescue the boss!"

"Less fart! It's you who follow Lao Tzu! ”

When the majority of a group is determined not to die, even if one or two of the remaining people are hesitant, they will be affected by this emotion and join in.

The entire Iron Mercenary Regiment went into a frenzy, and all of them launched a suicidal charge.

Their momentum also startled the six members of the Fierce Mercenary Group, but they quickly stabilized.

"Two people look at these two guys, and the rest follow me, open the meat!" After the big man who watched the decapitation knife finished speaking, he was the first to win.

The fighting spirit is absolute, but the reality is cold.

Even if the Berserk Mercenary Group only has four people, it is the defense line formed by these four people, and the nine teeth of the Iron Bone Mercenary Group will be crushed, and they will not be able to rush in.

Not only that, in less than half a minute of fighting, the side of the Iron Bone Mercenary Group was already injured, and even one side of the most serious shoulder was flattened, and half of the shoulder was drooping, which made people shudder.

In this kind of situation, in a short time, let alone saving people, I am afraid that all the people of the Iron Bone Mercenary Group will have to be explained here.

This is still the absence of Zhu Zhenglie and Fan An, otherwise, I am afraid that they will be wiped out in an instant, it can only be said that the gap is too huge.

Just when Li Lin became more and more disheartened, a falcon-like figure flew over his head, and after a bang, the black shadow and the four six-star martial artists of the furious mercenary group fought one after another, and then all four of them directly took a step back to the left and right.

The line of defense, torn apart!

"Liu Song!!" Li Lin trembled with excitement.

"Hold me back!" In mid-air, Liu Song's withered yellow face was a little helpless, and he drank at Li Lin below, "Lao Tzu offended Zhu Zhenglie and them miserably this time..."

The yellow-faced man Liu Song was also entangled for a long time, and seeing that Li Lin and the others might all fall here if they didn't make a move, they finally made a decision.

The addition of a seven-star beginner immediately turned the tide of the battle, the defense line built by the four was torn open, Li Lin and the others were entangled as if they were not dying, and Liu Song faced the last two.

What he has to do now is to fight quickly and kill the two quickly!

Because even he couldn't escape under the hands of two six-star martial artists with two seriously injured adult men.

"Brother Liu Song!"

Zhang Bo, who was injured in the back of the head, had some double vision, but he still recognized the yellow-faced man.

On his face, all kinds of emotions were constantly intertwined, and he never thought that the only outsiders who reached out to him were not those who were in close contact with him on weekdays and seemed to have a good relationship, but the old friend in front of him who had rarely been in touch since he became famous.

Wang Kui also scolded Liu Song for not being a thing after a drunkenness, being ungrateful, and forgetting who took him into the wilderness again and again when he was down, and accompanied him to hone his strength.

Yes, in a sense, Liu Song was also one of the earliest members of the Iron Bone Mercenary Group, and the old people at that time, except for Li Lin, were all gone.

It's just that Liu Song's strength later improved by leaps and bounds, leaving Zhang Bo and others, and choosing to leave for better development and joining a stronger group.

"O Kuizi, if you knew who came to save us today, I'm afraid you would really be able to find a crack in the ground and get in." Zhang Bo said secretly.

Human nature, there are always positive and negative sides, no one can see behind the cards.

……

Rumble!!!

On the other battlefield, Xiang Chen and Zhu Zhenglie separated again, and the two blood snakes in his nostrils flowed out uncontrollably.

Xiang Chen didn't bother to wipe it, and let the blood stains cover the lower half of his face.

His face was a little bitter, this was really the most aggrieved battle he had cultivated so far.

Zhu Zhenglie's martial arts so far he didn't see what it was, and the other party just relied on the stronger body of the eight-star martial artist, the stronger true qi and the inner armor of the true qi to fight him.

Xiang Chen didn't have a way at all.

It's like a half-old child punching no matter how bells and whistles he gets, and he still can't get up by an adult, Xiang Chen is like a half-old child in front of Zhu Zhenglie.

"Little brute, I want you to pay for my poor nephew!" Zhu Zhenglie said resentfully, "Do you know that my precious nephew is still lying in Dongning Hospital, unconscious!" It's all because of you, because you're a little brute! ”

"Then you really reminded me, when I go back, I will go to the Dongning Hospital you said and slaughter him."

Xiang Chen gave Zhu Zhenglie's punch and jumped back three times in a row, giving himself a chance to breathe.

"You're dead!"

Just when Zhu Zhenglie sneered and planned to torture and kill Xiang Chen after a game of cat and mouse, the crowd of onlookers around him suddenly exclaimed.

Zhu Zhenglie frowned, having a bad premonition.

"Boss!! Stop playing! ”

The shout behind him made Zhu Zhenglie turn around suddenly, and at this look, he almost jumped like thunder.

At this time, his fierce mercenary group was just a group of people turning on their backs, and a yellow-faced man was messing up the entire team.

"Truck, hurry back and help!" He yelled.

"Truck" Fan An was also stunned at this time, but not because of anything else, but because of the madman in front of him.

When a person fights a madman, if he can't do it quickly, there is only one consequence.

Also driven to madness!

Fan An was the one who was driven crazy by Yang Buying at this time.

"I'm not free!"

He didn't care if such a tone would offend Zhu Zhenglie, who was not very big-hearted, and he didn't think about Xiang Chen, as for whether Zhang Bo Wang Kui was dead or alive, it had nothing to do with him!

He only has one obsession now, to kill this perverted guy in front of him!

Yang Immortal's eagle claw directly broke the True Qi Inner Armor on Fan An's shoulder, tore off a piece of meat from it, and then made up for a flirtatious kick, hitting Fan An's lower body, even through the True Qi Inner Armor, he kicked Fan An's whole person to tiptoe.

But Fan An didn't care about these at all, and roared angrily and slashed into Yang Immortal's shoulder.

Yang Immortal smiled and broke away directly, not caring if this would make the wound more serious.

"Lao Tzu is playing you to death!" Yang Immortal screamed.

"Look who's playing to death!"

Fan An's crazy appearance, Zhu Zhenglie has never seen it.

"Fuck, one or two, it's all shit!"

Zhu Zhenglie tore off the already tattered vest on his upper body, and didn't care about Fan An, nor did he pay attention to the requests for help from the remaining people.

How to treat Zhang Bo and Wang Kui is not his goal, his purpose is only Xiang Chen in front of him.

"Kill you, and take care of the rest." Zhu Zhenglie's true qi is rising.

"You try?" Xiang Chen touched the blood on his chin and chuckled.

"What a hard-mouthed little brute......"

Zhu Zhenglie no longer talked nonsense, but spread his hands, his five fingers seemed weak, but they faintly fit the state of the tiger's claws, sometimes relaxed, sometimes tightly fastened, his body was also pressed very low, his legs were spread to the sides, one leg was slightly bent, and the other leg was straight.

Zhu Zhenglie's spine seemed to be alive, constantly twisting with the ups and downs of his body, and his breathing also changed, becoming calm and long, and the interval between each breath was more than half a minute.

Xiang Chen's eyes flickered, as if he was a living person in front of him, and he was about to transform into a fierce tiger, and at the same time, a vast aura slowly spread out from his body.

"Great Wilderness Black Tiger Trick?!"