Chapter 137: The Acting Father and Son

Finally, under the defense of the berserker pervert and the attack of the pervert, the members of the Glory Mercenary Group were smashed to fourteen people, and they were at a disadvantage in numbers.

"Luohan Array, Wai!" With a roar of rage, the eighteen berserkers surrounded the remaining fourteen members of the Glory Mercenary Regiment, looking at them with a cruel smile, as if looking at chickens and ducks waiting to be slaughtered.

"We can't wait for them to activate this strange formation any longer, second and third, you rush south and north, the rest of you rush west, I rush east, and act together!" Mox hurriedly ordered when he saw the berserker put on the same formation again.

"Okay!" The members of the Glory Mercenary Regiment who received the order immediately took action, and according to Mox's assignment, they began to attack in their respective directions.

Qin Feng, who was sitting on the sidelines, watched the actions of the Glory Mercenary Group with great interest, and chatted with Tiger Spirit every sentence.

"Qin boy, our martial arts of the Yan and Huang veins are really good, although they don't emphasize strength like the original, but they pay more attention to skills, but how can this be like the Yellow Emperor's faction?"

"Under the condition of the same strength, it is natural that the more skilled the skill, the better, but in the face of absolute power, no matter how much skill is empty, the ancients have a cloud: one force to ten wisdom. Qin Feng replied with a smile, but in his heart, he despised the tiger spirit fiercely, as the so-called king and defeat, the Yellow Emperor defeated the Wu Clan, and naturally their fighting methods replaced the fighting methods of the Wu Clan and passed them on to future generations!

"This formation is a bit strange, could it be that it was handed down by the great god of Fuxi? But it's not like, this formation is not even the skin and hair of Lord Fuxi. A curious wave of spiritual energy came from the Tiger Spirit.

However, although this eighteen Arhat formation is not even the skin of the great god of Fuxi, it trapped the members of the Glory Mercenary Group in the center of the formation, and the members of the Glory Mercenary Group who broke through in four directions finally knew what it meant to be iron-walled, and every time they broke through. It will be easy for the berserkers to block back, even if they can dodge one, but they can't dodge the second, so it can be said that each of them is facing the attack of eighteen berserkers.

"Tianxiong, hurry up and end it, it's not interesting. Qin Feng yawned, as if he was saying something insignificant.

"Yes, boss! Arhat Array, extinguish!" "After receiving Qin Feng's order, Mad Tianxiong raised the mace in his hand stained with red and white things and shouted.

"Extinguish!"

With the roar of the berserkers, the members of the Glory Mercenary Group suddenly felt that the iron wall just now had changed, turning into a meat grinder that they couldn't resist, and they were crazy to strangle them.

The Eighteen Arhat Array, also known as the Little Arhat Array. According to legend, it is the second largest formation of the Shaolin faction, second only to the Shaolin One Hundred and Eight Arhat Array, which emphasizes the integration of attack and defense, and makes the enemy feel like an iron wall, and the enemy loses his soul when he is killed.

Now. The members of the Glory Mercenary Regiment trapped in the Arhat Formation were already demoralized, and watched in horror as the berserkers swung their maces at them like death.

"Father, save me, I don't want to die......" may have never experienced anything like this. The young leader of the Glory Mercenary Regiment, little Mox's face was pale at the moment, his feet were shaking, and he desperately grabbed his father's arm and shook it vigorously, not realizing that he was holding his father's smashed left arm.

Mox endured the piercing pain in his left arm, and asked with a pale face, "Child, are you really afraid of death?"

"Father, I really don't want to die. I'm only thirty-two years old, father, let's surrender, okay, so that I don't have to die, you don't have to die, the second and third uncles don't have to die, everyone doesn't have to die......" Little Mox nodded desperately and replied.

"Are you trying to survive? Can we give up the dignity of our glorious mercenary group? Child, as a mercenary. We have to have our own dignity, do you know what the consequences of our surrender will be?"

"Father, I know that if we surrender, we will become an affiliate of their Yanyun mercenary group, I know, but if we don't, we will die, father, I haven't lived enough, I still want to continue to live, I don't want to die with you!" Little Mox yelled at Old Mox with some hysteria.

Old Mox looked at his son with a somewhat desolate expression, and said disappointedly: "I told you when you were a child that the honor of mercenaries is higher than your own life, and our glorious mercenary group is even more so, I, Mox, would rather die in battle than become a vassal of other mercenary groups!"

"You 'forced' me, you 'forced' me, father, I don't want to die, you 'forced' me to die...... I'm just trying to survive...... Ah~~" Little Mox lowered his head and muttered to himself, his eyes flashed with a trace of crazy blood-red "color", and he roared violently, and then in a situation that everyone absolutely did not expect, he pulled out the **** on his waist and stabbed into Old Mox's abdomen!

The audience that had been clamoring in the audience fell silent! His Majesty Brad in the stands stood up! Qin Feng, who was originally expressionless outside the arena, also stood up! The eighteen berserkers who were besieging the members of the Glory Mercenary Group also stopped their movements and looked at what was happening in front of them in disbelief.

Killing the father - the ugliest tragedy in human history actually happened in broad daylight, under the noses of tens of thousands of viewers!

Quiet, the entire royal gladiatorial arena has become extraordinarily quiet at this moment, and even the needle landing on the ground can be heard clearly!

"Father, I'm sorry, I have to live, I really want to live, I'm sorry, if you can surrender, how nice it would be, isn't my status in your heart as good as your so-called honor? or is my son's status in your heart even less important?"

"You...... You...... You actually gave up your honor for your own life, but also killed your biological father, you ......" Old Mox covered the place where his own son was stabbed with **** with one hand, and pointed at little Mox with his right hand tremblingly.

"Father, you can rest, I will take the Glory Mercenary Group to become the greatest mercenary group in the whole continent. Don't worry, I'll leave it all to me!" little Mox looked at old Mox with blood-red eyes, and said with a sly smile on his face.

"The Glory Mercenary Regiment will not fall into your hands, and I will not allow someone like you to control my life's work, and I have finally seen your face now, my dear son!"

"Since childhood, I have taught you. As a mercenary, you must be honest and value your honor more than your own life! Then, now I will tell you again, as a mercenary, you must have the courage to take responsibility for the things you have done wrong! Then, I will take the responsibility for the mistake of giving birth to a rebel like you today!"

Old Mox's right hand flashed blue, and a punch hit the chest of little Mox before he had time to react. Little Mox drew a parabola in the air and landed far away from the field, falling to the ground, life and death unknown.

"Brothers, for our honor. Kill!" Old Mox yelled at the eight remaining members of the Glory Mercenary Regiment with a punch that flew little Mox!

"Kill!" The members of the Glory Mercenary Regiment were obviously infected by Old Mox's righteous act just now, and shouted and rushed towards the eighteen berserkers.

"Kill!" the mad man who reacted, waved the mace in his hand. Greet it!

Qin Feng walked to the side of Little Mox with little interest, glanced at it, and fought in the field, but from time to time he swept the old Mox of Little Mox with the corner of his eye, and the corner of his mouth "revealed" a sneer.

"Tsk, it's interesting, it's really a tiger poison that doesn't eat children, and he was injured like this by his own son. I was reluctant to kill him!Although three ribs were broken, there was no damage to the internal organs, and the strength was just right!" Qin Feng turned over the little Mox who had fallen to the ground and said.

"I guess the seemingly ferocious thorn just now is just piercing the epidermis! You father and son really have a talent for acting, but everyone has deceived them! Fortunately, I came over to take a look, do you still want to pretend?" Qin Feng sneered and looked at the little Mox who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

Qin Feng secretly used his internal force to transmit the words just now, although his voice was not loud. But the tens of thousands of spectators in the whole venue heard it clearly. The eyes of the audience couldn't help but focus on little Mox lying on his back on the ground.

And the old Moks, who kept fighting in the field, was shocked after hearing Qin Feng's words. His face suddenly became paler than a dead man. And the other members of the Glory Mercenary Group who were following Old Mox involuntarily stopped, looking at Old Mox, with a questioning look on their faces.

Lying on the ground, little Mox didn't know what to do, thinking that he had really found out, he couldn't help but open his eyes, but the first thing that caught his eye was Qin Feng's mocking face, and when he turned his head, he saw his father's face like ashes!

"You lied to me!" Little Mox finally understood that he had fallen for Qin Feng's trick, and jumped up from the ground with a roar, pointing at Qin Feng's nose and said.

"But you and your father have deceived not only your partners, but also His Majesty Brad, and the tens of thousands of spectators in the audience!" Qin Feng said with a smile and looked at the angry little Mox.

"I, I'm fighting with you!" "In a hurry, little Mox rushed towards Qin Feng with his bare hands!

Qin Feng's eyes showed a trace of cold look, and he didn't see any movements, little Mox only felt a flower in front of him, and then involuntarily flew into the encirclement of the berserkers in the field.

However, this is not the main thing, the main thing is that he only feels like he is about to be torn apart, and he can't help but scream.

Ancient Chinese martial arts - dividing muscles and bones.