A child of a family with a little strength would not be able to run to Jingyun City to be a mercenary.

After all, mercenaries are not a glamorous job, and although the Warcraft crystal nucleus is valuable, there are many people in a mercenary group, and there is not much left after the money from the sale.

Therefore, most of the more than 100 people in front of him are mediocre in strength, even if they are the leader of the mercenary group, they are just getting a glimpse of the realm of soul melting.

Some people from other mercenary groups who did good things, when they heard the movement, gathered in the distance with a lively posture.

The Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, which had failed to win over Ye Xiu before, looked at Ye Xiu who was surrounded, sighed silently and shook his head, and said to himself: "I told you that it was good to enjoy the shade with your back against the big tree, but I didn't listen, if you join our Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, how dare they touch you." ”

Several people who had been taught by Ye Xiu before, after seeing Ye Xiu's strength, said one after another: "Boss, the fiery thing in her hand is very powerful, brothers, let's go together!" ”

Wei Qian, the leader of the Ghost Skull Mercenary Group, glanced at Ye Xiu in front of him with disdain: "On one piece, waiting for everyone else to say that our hundred and tenth people are bullying a woman?" You shameful things! ”

After speaking, with a flick of his wrist, the chains rose and fell like waves, and the sickle, which was originally hanging on the ground, was pulled by the chains, and flew into the air and slashed towards Ye Xiu's hand holding the desolate.

Because there were Mo Qian and Mo Shu behind him, Ye Xiu didn't hide, and he was ridiculous.

The size of the scythe could not be seen from a distance at night, and when it flew in front of it, it was found that it was a few points larger than the axe that Ye Kui used at the beginning.

There was a clang, and the scythe hooked into the desolate grip.

Ye Xiu's right wrist flipped over, and the desolate evil swirled around the sharp blade of the scythe and turned it back into his hand.

With a flick of his left finger, three rays of qi turned into flying swords and broke through the air.

Wei Qian's original attention was all on the desolate evil in Ye Xiu's hand, but when he reacted, the three flying swords had already arrived in front of him.

Hurriedly waving the chain lock with both hands at the same time, covering it in front of him, he also threw himself to the ground.

The flying sword cut the chains, and Wei Yan dodged in time, but a piece of his hair was sharded, leaving a bald 'furrow' between the black hairs on his head.

Wei Yan touched his head with his hand, and then looked at the chains in his hands, both chains were cut off.

The two scythes of pride both fell to the ground, unable to be wielded again.

And all this only happened in an instant, Wei Yan finally realized that he had encountered a hard stubble, and scolded in his mouth: "Ge Laozi, give it to me, go up together, and kill her!" ”

Hearing Wei Qian's order, the number one hundred and ten people showed their weapons one after another, shouting while rushing towards Ye Xiu.

The streets of Cloudview City were not wide, and a group of people blocked the road in front of Ye Xiu.

The sound was like thunder, the people were like a tide, and the servants rushed over one after another, and the roars of one after another shook people's eardrums.

Mo Qianhe, who was behind Ye Xiu, had seen this kind of scene, closed his eyes in fright, wrapped his sister in his arms, and hid behind Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu looked at the people in front of him, his cold eyes looked straight at him, instead of retreating to leave space, he held the desolate evil fiercely with his five fingers, and the fire light rotated, jumping forward and slashing vertically.

"The first sun is burning in the sky, and the double sun is foehn!"

The flames at one end of the desolate swelled violently, and a huge fireball flew out of the air.

The fireball scurried in the wind, stretching and expanding, gradually appearing as the head of the dragon, and the dragon's mouth roared, swallowing the air and devouring the wind.

The more than 100 people who were still rushing towards Ye Xiu were stunned and stunned by the fierce flames that were rushing towards them.