"Okay, boy, I see that you are impatient!" Pan Shimeng was furious, the trick he had just used was completely resolved by this seventeen-year-old boy, if this news spread, how could he have a face in the future. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Pan Shimeng, I'll just say it! You are definitely not this young man's opponent, hurry up and admit defeat, lest you get the end and lose completely!" Chen Hanqing next to him stimulated.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, Chen Hanqing, even if Lao Tzu dies, he will not admit defeat!" Pan Shimeng spun in mid-air and turned into a spinning top, and the earthy yellow light in his palm flowed, as if holding a jewel, and then, the light became brighter and brighter, and those rays condensed together and bundled into a huge yellow awl.

"Go, clay cone! Smash that kid through me!"

With a "whoosh", the yellow awl quickly pierced through the air, like a troll, rushing towards Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu saw that the yellow awl was fierce, so he pulled out the flowing blade from the Qiankun ring. As soon as the flowing blade came out, the air suddenly became hot and dry, and the white gas filled the air, and it became a mist.

"Go, Red Fire Ring!"

Xiao Muquan turned his long knife, and suddenly, a ring of fire with a diameter of three or four feet burst out from the blade and smashed into the yellow awl.

"Bang", the ring of fire and the yellow awl collided together. At the intersection, there was a yellow-red ripple of spiritual power, and the ripples were bursting, causing dust to fly on the ground. The space around them trembled rapidly, the air moved quickly, and the wind whistled past the crowd.

"Uncle Luo, do you see that kid has a medium-grade spiritual weapon in his hand?" Chen Hanqing's eyes stared at the flowing blade held by Xiao Mu like fire.

"Well, that's right, it's indeed a medium-grade spiritual weapon. It seems that this kid is not small!" Luo Ren's gaze was also sucked by the flowing blade, and he refused to move.

In a small town like Daze Town, not to mention a medium-grade spiritual weapon, even a low-grade spiritual weapon is rare to see. Even with Luo Ren's status, he couldn't get a middle-grade spiritual weapon for himself.

Luo Ren's eyes became more and more hot, and he thought: I have to find an opportunity to kill this kid, and then take that medium-grade spiritual weapon for myself. But he thought about it: Now that this spiritual weapon has been seen by Chen Hanqing, it is estimated that even if I get it, it will be taken away by the head of the regiment, hey.

"Boy, who the hell are you? How can you have a medium-grade spiritual weapon?" Pan Shimeng saw that the spiritual weapon in Xiao Mu's hand was blazing, like a big sun, and his eyes were full of greed.

"What? Do you want to hit my idea of flowing blades?" Xiao Mu raised the knife in his hand and said, "Flowing blades are like fire, it's here, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it!"

"Boy, don't regret it!" Pan Shimeng's figure quickly disappeared, and quickly reappeared, dragging several yellow afterimages in the air.

He sometimes appeared behind Xiao Mu, sometimes in front of him, and sometimes above, but he still couldn't get close to Xiao Mu's body, because the flowing blade was too sharp and too hot, and if he wasn't careful, he might catch fire.

"So, I can't use a melee attack!"

Pan Shimeng thought for a while, then stretched out his right hand and slowly dragged it upward, and then the ground surged, like ocean waves, and then, wisps of earthy yellow light poured out from the ground, forming a huge dragon head, and a pair of golden eyes were shining. Then, the sand on the ground also flew up and floated above the light.

"Go, Earth Dragon Venerable, devour him for me!"

As soon as the words fell, the big dragon head quickly bit Xiao Mu, with a big mouth, like a small well.

Xiao Mu erected a flowing blade like a fire, the flames rose to the ground, burning more and more, and those swimming flames condensed into the shape of a blade, which was seven or eight feet long, half a head higher than Xiao Mu.

"Look at me, Flame Demon Slash!"

"Boom", the flame knife slashed out quickly, and slashed fiercely on the golden dragon's head, slashing the golden light. A shallow crack immediately appeared on the dragon's head.

Pan Shimeng was a little surprised, just a moment, the dragon head was smashed, how can it continue to be compared later.

"Boy, where are you from?Who is the teacher?What is the purpose of coming here?" Pan Shimeng threw out three questions in a row, judging from the spiritual weapon in Xiao Mu's hand and his moves, Xiao Mu's master should not be an unknown person.

"Are these questions so important? Pan Shimeng, since you don't make a move, then I'll do it first!" Xiao Mu's figure flickered, and he stepped forward, the long knife reversed, and rolled up a large area of dazzling knife light, like ocean waves, extremely dazzling.

Pan Shimeng summoned seven or eight spiritual power shields in a row, all of which were cut off by Xiao Mu. He is very embarrassed now, and he can't get close to Xiao Mu at all, so he can only hide in Tibet, trying every way to avoid Xiao Mu's sword light.

"Pan Shimeng, aren't you very powerful, why are you being repelled by a young man of our Evil Wolf Mercenary Regiment Temporary Xiao Mu now, tsk, this is out, but it's a shame for the damn!" Chen Hanqing gloated on the side.

Pan Shimeng was already anxious by Chen Hanqing, and when he heard Chen Hanqing's sarcasm, he suddenly became furious and said: "Chen Hanqing, go to your grandmother's, when Lao Tzu asks Xiao Mu, I must ask you to have a good discussion!"

He bit the word "sparring" very tightly.

"Okay, I, Chen Hanqing, will accompany me at any time, but let's wait until you solve this kid first!" Chen Hanqing said leisurely, he looked at Pan Shimeng and felt anxious, although it was not himself who made the shot.

Seeing another sword light coming, Pan Shimeng suddenly rushed out to the left, and he asked without looking back, "Chen Hanqing, who is he, and what is his name?"

"He, he, his name—" Chen Hanqing was a little stunned, it seemed that he had not registered this person's name and place of origin yesterday, that is to say, he knew almost nothing about the young man in front of him.

"Your grandmother, don't you even know what your subordinates are called?" Pan Shimeng asked scoldingly, with a move of his right hand, three spiritual power light shields were horizontally in front of him, as a solid barrier.

Chen Hanqing ignored Pan Shimeng's words, he turned to Luo Ren and said, "Uncle Luo, can you see the origin of this person from this kid's spiritual weapon and moves?"

Luo Ren carefully examined Xiao Mu's moves, trying to find some clues in his mind, he shook his head and said, "No, hey, wait a minute, I seem to have seen such a move there, where is it?"

Luo Ren felt that Xiao Mu's moves were a little familiar, but he couldn't remember them.

"Can't remember?" Chen Hanqing was a little disappointed, his eyes still fell on Xiao Mu and Pan Shimeng, "Pan Shimeng's strength is the same as mine, he is a Primordial Spiritual Realm Xiaocheng, logically speaking, this kid's lowest strength is also a Primal Spiritual Realm Xiaocheng, or higher." Seventeen-year-old Primal Spirit Realm Xiaocheng, even in Huangshi County, is relatively rare!"

Luo Ren didn't find out Xiao Mu's specific words for a while, he said vaguely: "Let's take a look for the time being!"

Pan Shimeng regretted a little in his heart, he knew that Xiao Mu was so difficult, so he didn't have a conflict with him just now. He scolded in his heart: His grandmother, it's all the fault of the sixth son, otherwise Lao Tzu can't be so embarrassed.

He glared at the dying pock-faced man on the ground, eager to behead him immediately.

At this time, a blazing flame pierced out of the sky, turned into a long dragon, and shot straight at Pan Shimeng. Pan Shimeng's hands drew circles, forming a circular spiritual power barrier, and the barrier was covered with circles of earthy yellow lines, and those lines intersected together, which was very ugly.

"Bang", in the blink of an eye, the spiritual power barrier was exploded, shaking Pan Shimeng spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out more than ten feet away.

"Pan Shimeng, why bother to support it! Hurry up and worship this little brother as a teacher, in the future, if someone asks, you can say that you have lost at the hands of your master. As long as Chen Hanqing saw that Pan Shimeng was at a disadvantage, he couldn't help but ridicule, mainly because he wanted to disrupt Pan Shimeng's mind and he couldn't accept it.

"Chen Hanqing, damn it, shut your beak!" Pan Shimeng was furious, he was already upset, and now Chen Hanqing was still adding fuel to the fire.

"Chen Hanqing, I'm doing this for your good!Hurry up and worship this brother as a teacher!" Chen Hanqing grinned and repeated again, thinking: Stinky boy, no matter who you are, if you can kill Chen Hanqing, I will reward you well. Of course, if you can buy the Flowing Blade and the martial arts in your hands and offer them with both hands, then I will let you be my personal guard.

Pan Shimeng was a little unbearable, and this battle had only started less than a cup of tea, and he was suppressed by this unknown young man. He thought to himself: It seems that you have to use a trick, otherwise you will really be flattened by Chen Hanqing.

Thinking of this, Pan Shimeng froze and let out a long breath.

"Boy, let me tell you, I'm Pan Shimeng, the young leader of the Blue Eagle Mercenary Regiment. Our Blue Eagle Mercenary Regiment is well-known in the mercenary world, and it can be regarded as a major force in Yellowstone County. If you can join our Blue Eagle Mercenary Group, I will let you sit in the fourth position in the Blue Eagle Mercenary Group, and you can open it casually, how about it!"

Pan Shimeng adjusted his breath as he spoke.

"Pan Shimeng, when did you become so generous? Two days before your fourth position, didn't someone just sit on it?" Chen Hanqing pierced Pan Shimeng's lie.

Pan Shimeng didn't seem to hear Chen Hanqing's words, he continued: "If you want to become the best mercenary, you have to come to our Blue Eagle Mercenary Group. How about it, have you thought about it?"

Xiao Mu put the flowing blade on his shoulder, he held his chin, as if he was thinking seriously, and then, he said: "If you can make me the leader of your Blue Eagle Mercenary Group, maybe you can also consider it!"