"Holy Duel" is the most dazzling duel between all mercenaries in the mainland, regardless of status, regardless of identity, if one party initiates the "Holy Duel" and the other party accepts, then both sides must take off the magic memory stone on the "Mercenary Diary" and hand it over to the witnesses, both sides do not wear any armor, and start the duel with weapons in hand, until one side dies, if you quit halfway, surrender will be expelled, and will always be listed in the blacklist of the Mercenary Guild.

The "Battle of the Death Covenant" is the most noble and solemn duel for all mercenaries on the entire continent, which is mainly issued by the weaker side, in order to take off their own "mercenary diary" magic memory stone and hand it to the mercenary who is stronger than themselves, set the date of the duel, if the other party accepts, then accept the magic memory stone, and the two sides will rest until death on the date of the duel.

Mercenary Glory

"Liquefy!"

"Hardening!"

Zhou Yuanwu and Pi Jianyuan shouted at the same time, and the two collided together in an instant, and the sword light and axe shadow were amazing in an instant!

Pi Jianyuan, who broke through to the upper level of the fighter, had the upper hand, and seemed to not want to end the entanglement with Zhou Yuanwu so soon, Zhou Yuanwu seemed to feel that Pi Jianyuan did not use all his strength, so he scolded Pi Jianyuan.

"Pi Tuba, have you broken through to the? fight with such ink!" The mercenary's foul language was undoubtedly revealed here, Pi Jianyuan laughed when he heard the wind, and his figure suddenly leaped and flashed, flashing back and forth around Zhou Yuanwu, Zhou Yuanwu couldn't resist being hit by the tail end of the long-handled battle axe for a while, and his body in the "liquefied" state seemed to be hit and deformed, and he fell backwards sharply and turned to the bottom.

"Happy!" Zhou Yuanwu spat blood on the ground, waved the ring knife in his hand, centered on himself, and a blood-colored mist expanded outward at the surface of his feet, "Be careful, this is the blood-colored realm, and the people trapped in it will gradually be swallowed up by these blood mist, and finally die of blood!" Zhou Yuanwu's eyes gradually reddened, and he said to Pi Jianyuan in a cold voice.

Zhou Yuanwu's figure was in a hurry, and he rushed towards Pi Jianyuan with pieces of blood mist around him, and Pi Jianyuan stood there without moving.

"Come on, let me see if it's your devouring blood mist that is powerful, or if my King Kong incorruptible body is on the next level!" After Pi Jianyuan spoke, his body emitted a golden aura, and his skin turned into gold and copper, like a bronze statue, waving a long-handled battle axe to meet Zhou Yuanwu.

The swords and axes are staggered, the axe shadows are shining, and the fierce fighters of the two, Li Xiangfeng secretly said yes, this is the real battle.

Zhou Yuanwu was really not an opponent, after a few strokes, he was once again hit the ground, Zhou Yuanwu's body was wrapped in a milky white halo, the wound was slowly healing, Zhou Yuanwu glanced at the priest who cast the spell gratefully, and once again alternated with Pi Jianyuan.

After being knocked down for the third time, Zhou Yuanwu waved his hand at Pi Jianyuan, "Don't fight, don't fight! Boss Pi! I admit defeat, I don't care about this kid's business, you can deal with it!" Zhou Yuanwu glanced at Yang Lao knowingly, and then looked at Li Xiangfeng, Li Xiangfeng smiled in return, and hugged his fist at Zhou Yuanwu to thank him for his help just now.

When Zhou Yuanwu retreated, Pi Jianyuan's eyes stared at Li Xiangfeng as if he was looking for prey.

"Look at you kid this time, who else can help you!" For the extra old man, Pi Jianyuan could see that he was a little tired, but he had just broken through to the top level of the warrior, let me ask which warrior in this world does not yearn for it?

Nanmen Zhizhuan observed for a long time on the side, watching Pi Jianyuan break through to the stage of a high-ranking warrior, and his strength increased for a long time, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, this Pi Jianyuan is worthy of being the fourth head of the Dragon Estimation Mercenary Group, but his brain is not bright enough, and he knows how to fight and kill as soon as he is a beast, otherwise the "uncle" would not give him a big responsibility. Thinking of this, Nanmen Zhizhuan couldn't help but smile.

"Uncle Pi, be careful of this old man! This old man was too weird just now!" Nanmen Zhizhuan seemed to be concerned about Pi Jianyuan's safety, but in fact, he wanted to set fire to Yang Lao, Captain Wang glanced at Nanmen Zhizhuan with a dissatisfied face on the side, and said in his heart that this gentleman is really good, and he doesn't dislike it when he sees the excitement.

Pi Jianyuan stood the long-handled battle axe on the ground with his right hand, stretched out his right hand to Yang Lao, and beckoned Yang Lao with four fingers.

"Old man, come here, how about I don't use a weapon to stand still?" Pi Jianyuan looked disdainful.

Old Yang stroked his beard and said with a smile, "These little ghosts, you have to let an old man come forward, and there is no successor!"

Zhou Yuanwu clenched his fists and said to Yang Lao, "Senior Haihan, junior skills are not as good as others!" There was no guilt on his face.

Yang Lao thought about blowing his beard and glaring, but fortunately his reason suppressed the thoughts just now, image, pay attention to the image, "You old man!" Yang Lao said to Zhou Yuanwu, Zhou Yuanwu's face was full of black lines, and he didn't know who was younger and bigger, Yang Lao then said, "That's it! I was entrusted by people, so I rescued people without beating a few people, and I always felt that there was something missing, hehehe!" Yang Lao looked at Pi Jianyuan again, "You muscular man, it's the first time that an old man has fought with someone for so many years, and it's cheap for you!"

As soon as he said this, Pi Jianyuan was about to scold, but before he could say it, he only felt a pain in his chest, and his feet dragged his body back for seven or eight meters before stopping.

Pi Jianyuan looked confused, only to see Yang Lao standing to the place where he was standing just now, his right foot was withdrawn, his left hand was waved lightly, and the long-handled battle axe that stood tall flew towards him, and he was stroking his beard to admire himself, his heart was furious, he shouted, his own black copper arrogance was even stronger, and he took the flying long-handled battle axe, the axe blade shone with bursts of yellow light, and several axe blade shock waves shot out quickly, Pi Jianyuan leaped up, slashed at Yang Lao in mid-air with a mountain-splitting attitude, and the two earth pillars behind Yang Lao impacted and smashed into Yang Lao's back.

"Be careful!" exclaimed!

"Ten thousand swords flowing water, broken water!" Yang Lao said lightly, and the silver-white light surged, and thousands of silver-white light long swords quickly rotated around Yang Lao's body, enveloping Yang Lao.

"Bang!" "Bang!

As soon as Pi Jianyuan touched the protective net constructed by the silver-white light sword, he was ejected back like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ten thousand swords flowing water!" "Ten thousand swords flowing water!" "Ten thousand swords flowing water!" Pi Jianyuan, who was lying on the ground, repeatedly recited the few words that Yang Lao said softly just now! Suddenly, a name came into his mind, "Sword Saint, Yang Ziming!" Pi Jianyuan immediately ejected, pointed at Yang Lao and stammered,

"You, you, you are, Sword Saint, Yang Ziming?" had already guessed in his heart, but he still asked again.

Yang Ziming was stroking his beard again, and replied with a smile, "It's rare!

Sword Saint, Yang Ziming! Everyone stood in place as if they had been struck by lightning, what does it mean that there are still living people who know, it should be said that there are now dead people on this continent, who don't know, know, don't know, how many living people don't know.

Li Xiangfeng looked at Pi Jianyuan, who had almost killed everyone on his side with a single move, and had an extra layer of consciousness of power in his heart, and had absolute power not only to protect the people he wanted to protect, but also to punish evil and promote good, and to do the right thing for heaven, Happiness and enmity filled Li Xiangfeng's head.

The raindrops in the sky were still happily impacting the earth, and now there was a brief silence in the venue, some were shocked by the name of "Sword Saint" Yang Ziming and were stunned in place, some were ecstatic to finally see the legendary sword king, and some were at a loss as if they were thinking "finished" in the hearts of people like Nanmen Zhizhuan.

Yang Ziming pretended to cough, turned to Li Xiangfeng and the others and said, "Let's go, bring a horse over and hump your two unconscious partners." Instructed Li Xiangfeng.

There are a few ownerless horses eating the weeds on the side of the road in the field, of course, the owner of the horse is split into slag by the thunder and lightning just now, Li Xiangfeng took the horse and entrusted Alberta and Lei Tian on the horse, and bowed to Yang Ziming and Zhou Yuanwu and others one by one to thank them.

Then Li Xiangfeng lay on the ground, letting the muddy water seep into his clothes, the raindrops falling in the sky fell on his face, and his eyes were slightly closed.

Everyone looked at Li Xiangfeng unremittingly, just now the young priest thought that Li Xiangfeng's wound had cracked somewhere, and he was about to cast a healing technique to help, at this time Li Xiangfeng's right hand was raised high, signaling that he was fine, and then put his right hand into the pocket of his clothes and took out the "Mercenary Diary", buckled the magic memory stone, and threw it at Pi Jianyuan.

When the mercenaries present saw Li Xiangfeng's move, their expressions were immediately extremely solemn, symbolizing that the most noble "Battle of the Death Covenant" between the mercenaries was released in front of them, representing the "Battle of the Death Covenant" that dared to challenge the strong and challenge themselves was the most affirmative duel between the mercenaries on the mainland.

Li Xiangfeng was lying in the mud, feeling the "humiliation" before.

"This is the last time you lie on the ground like this, and the next time you lie on the ground like this, you are already dead!" Li Xiangfeng whispered to himself, and then shouted loudly as if using his last strength,

"Pi Jianyuan, three years later! If you don't take your life, I will take it! If the sky stops me, I will break this day!" Li Xiangfeng said loudly, got up and jumped up, staring at Pi Jianyuan with a resolute gaze.

Pi Jianyuan stretched out his hand to take the flying magic memory stone, and laughed sarcastically, "Hahaha! In the past few years, there is still no one to launch a duel for me! The initiators are also lying quietly in the loess, you kid still dare to challenge me, today is lucky, I promise you! Three years later, Zhongjing City, Longyou Mercenary Headquarters, came to me! I won't go to your trouble in the past few years, cultivate hard, and let me be able to move my muscles and bones when the time comes!" Pi Jianyuan turned his head to look at Nanmen Zhizhuan and waved his hand, "Go!" After saying a word, he turned over and got on his horse, and ran towards Nanyang City with the rest of the people.

"Sword Saint, Yang Ziming! Today's Kan, I, Pi Jianyuan, write it down! In the future, I will definitely teach you well!" Pi Jianyuan rode a war horse and disappeared from the eyes of Li Xiangfeng and the others.

Li Xiangfeng respectfully hugged Yang Ziming's fist,

"I also hope that the old-timers will send my two partners to the Zhennan Palace, it's hard work! Help me tell Miss Qin and say thank you for her help!" Li Xiangfeng said this, he was saddened, and he was ready to give up everything to step into a difficult road of training, whether it was life or death was still unknown!

"You young people are just some impulsive temperament!" said Yang Lao.

Li Xiangfeng retreated, and when he turned around and just stepped into a few steps, a beautiful shout sounded, it was still so pleasant, he seemed to be in the "Nanyang Inn" again, and his heart throbbed in the depths.