Chapter 309: High-level Martial Artist

Just as Morey had finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent.

"Master, do you think this is it? The small ones inside have been inquired clearly, but they are just a small mercenary group under the Southeast Mercenary Association, and the strongest one is only the strength of a sixth-level martial artist. ”

"Sixth-level martial artist? Such a mercenary group deserves to live here and join in the fun? A middle-aged man in a fancy costume at the head said disdainfully.

"Yes, yes, yes! The little one knows what to do. ”

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"Get out of here!"

Hearing this, Morey and the others also knew that trouble was coming. At that moment, they clenched their weapons and walked out of the tent under the leadership of the regiment commander Morey.

Right in front of their tent, a dozen men dressed in uniform appeared in front of them. All of them have strong bodies and long breaths、、、

"Under the Iron Blood Mercenary Regiment Morey, I don't know who Your Excellency is?" Morey stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"Humph! A small mercenary group, not qualified to know the name of the deity. ! The middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume snorted coldly, and at the same time, a strong aura also broke out of his body、、、

"High-level martial artist!" Morey exclaimed.

The power of high-level martial artists is simply not something that their iron-blooded mercenary group can resist. At that moment, Morey's heart sank, and he reluctantly spoke against that coercion: "My lord, I'll leave now, and please raise your noble hand!" ”

Hearing Morey's soft words, the middle-aged man also retracted the coercion with satisfaction. He said, "Good! ! ”

"Yes!" Morey agreed. At the same time, he glanced at his companion behind him and took the lead towards the periphery、、、

Although Da Kui and the others were extremely angry in their hearts, they didn't dare to kill themselves against a high-level martial artist, so they could only lower their heads and silently follow behind Morey.

Just when the last demon wind walked in front of those people, the middle-aged man led by him suddenly lit up and waved his hand: "Wait! ”

Morey and the others all "chuckled" in their hearts and turned their heads suspiciously.

"It's really a waste to be a mercenary with such a symbol, so let the deity come and spoil you!" The high-ranking martial artist stared at the demon wind with squinting eyes, and touched the demon wind's face as he spoke.

When the demon wind was frightened, he also hurriedly dodged.

When the man saw that he didn't touch it, he was even more lustful at the moment, and he smiled, "It's really a hot chick, but well, the deity likes it very much, and it's just used to extinguish the fire tonight!" ”

As he spoke, he saw his figure flash, and he came behind the demon wind almost instantly.

Morey couldn't see it well, and wanted to come to the rescue, but it was already too late, so he could only remind loudly: "Demon Wind, run!" ”

Where did this come from too late, the demon wind who heard Morey's voice only felt that several acupoints on his back were instantly locked. The spiritual power in the body also fell silent at the same time, and the whole person couldn't move、、、

"Oops!"

Seeing the demon wind's move, Morey also secretly screamed "not good", and without hesitation, he sacrificed his big sword and rushed towards the high-level martial artist、、、

"Humph! Bite off more than one can chew! ”

The man snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and easily caught Morey's angry knife, and at the same time flew out with a kick, directly kicking Morey out、、、

"Ahem、、、" Morey, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, sat on the ground, his eyes about to erupt into flames.