Chapter Seventy-Four: A Squad of Ten

I don't know how many squads are gathering under the city wall, and when I look at the past, there is a row of human heads at the city wall that is not visible, all kinds of noisy sounds are coming out of my ears, and the captains of each team are shouting loudly, it seems that only in this way can these squads hear what they are saying.

Chen Zheng, the captain of the 32nd squad, was naturally no exception, shouting in his rather heavy voice: "The four of you come to me, this is the temporary residence of our 32nd squad! There are five other people here who are members of your team!"

Hearing Chen Zheng's voice, Ning Fan and the others walked over very quickly, and at this time, everyone also saw that the scene was so chaotic and busy, as well as the roars and roars of beasts outside the city, so that a few of them didn't dare to carry it at all.

"Yo hey, there's a newcomer. At this time, a burly bald head walked on the side, Ning Fan looked at it, this person was even a few points taller than himself, almost 1.81 meters 9, and he was holding a sledgehammer that few people could use.

"Heh, it's not that you don't know, this time the monster siege, the city guards are not enough at all, they can only bring newcomers like this, if the battle damage is really serious, there is only one old man in a team. Following the source of the voice, Ning Fan saw a lean man with a scar on his face, although he was lean, Ning Fan didn't feel that the bow and arrow in his hand were easy to deal with.

"Okay!" Chen Zheng shouted at this time, and summoned all the people from the thirty-second team, "The people of the team gather here." ”

At this time, three more people came from the side, and before Ning Fan could take a closer look, he heard Chen Zheng say: "Go to the battlefield!" Then we will hand over our backs to our comrades-in-arms, so you should familiarize yourself with each other first!"

Hearing Chen Zheng say this, Ning Fan's eyes lit up, and he naturally knew that Chen Zheng's statement was very correct.

"I'm Xu Qiang, a sixth-level refining body, and I'm good at hammers. Nicknamed Bald, you can call me Bald!" said the bald man who had the hammer before this time.

"Chen Hao, the seventh level of body refining, archer. The Scar man raised his eyes slightly and said, "They all call me Scar." As he spoke, he gestured to a few people around him.

"I'm Kang Fatwu, just call me fat. Refining the body at the seventh level, with an axe. It was a fat man who spoke, wielding a long axe in his hand with his stomach in his hands.

"Liu Hongming, a swordsman, a sixth-level refining body, call me a knife. The knife said coldly.

"Liu Hongke, a swordsman, a sixth-level refining body, call me a lone sword. "The lone sword speaks in the same style as the knife.

Ning Fan saw that these two people looked similar, plus the names, he could think of it, and knew that the two of them were twin brothers.

"Aren't they all about the sixth level of body refining, what qualifications do they have to say about us?" At this time, Zhang Ling whispered in Ning Fan's ear.

However, Chen Zheng was not far from Zhang Ling, but the corners of his eyebrows were raised and said, "What kind of goods are you, who are they?

Hearing Captain Chen Zheng say this, Scar snorted softly. The bald head walked out and slammed the hammer in front of Zhang Ling, and suddenly there was a murderous aura all over his body.

For a moment, Zhang Ling didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the bald head, and could only look at the bald head with some cringe.

"Alright, bald, you stand back first. Chen Zheng saw that the effect had come out at this time, so he let the bald head walk back, turned his head to Zhang Ling and Ning Fan and said: "Say that you are waste, so don't be unconvinced, you are on the battlefield like this, at most it is a level of fourth-level body refining." ”

"I don't think so. Ning Fan looked at Chen Zheng at this time, Zhang Ling was the person he brought out from Baizhen, and it was impossible for Chen Zheng and them to see it clearly at this time.

Seeing Ning Fan stand up, Chen Zheng also said with some ridicule: "You are a sixth-level refining body, and you are still a waste. ”

Ning Fan heard Chen Zheng despise himself like this, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his hand lit up, only to hear a sound of breaking the air in the air, and a flying knife was deeply inserted in the ground behind Chen Zheng. If Wang Jie, who knows under the spring, sees this scene, he will immediately jump out of the ground and say, "Golden Maple Knife." ”

That's right, this is Wang Jie's yellow-level high-grade weapon, the Golden Maple Knife.

"Look at your collar. Ning Fan said jokingly at this time.

Chen Zheng didn't feel anything at this time, he touched his collar very suspiciously, and suddenly the collar and clothes were split in two.

"You kid!" At this time, the bald head saw that the captain was washed by this kid like this, and he couldn't see it rushing out of the team to Ning Fan's side viciously, and scolded loudly, "How dare you do this to the captain!"

Suddenly, the murderous aura of the whole body was released, which was several layers more fierce than the murderous aura against Zhang Ling before.

However, Ning Fan was a person who could be intimidated by the murderous aura of the sixth level of body refining, and he was also stunned, his eyes glared at the bald head violently, and the murderous aura on his body also went towards the bald head, and for a while, there was a trace of soul power mixed in it.

After all, after the cultivation of the Red Feather Endless Divine Decision, Ning Fan's soul power naturally carried a kind of deterrent power of the Divine Decision.

The bald head was frightened by Ning Fan for a while, and retreated again and again.

Chen Zheng's face was also on the side at this time, Ning Fan, who was considered a waste by himself, would burst out with such a deterrent at this time, but Chen Zheng was still not optimistic about Ning Fan and others at this time, after all, it was another matter to be murderous here and go to the battlefield to face the overwhelming demonic beasts.

"Alright. Don't stare around like this anymore, I'm tired if you're not tired. At this time, the fat man ran out and separated the two, and said, "The boy is good, what's your name?"

"My name is Ning Fan, level 6 of body refining, weapon fist. Ning Fan didn't want to fall out with the team at this time, and when he saw someone coming out to play the round, he also went down the steps.

The members of the "Body Refining Level 6 ......" several team members were also taken aback by Ning Fan's explosive cultivation, and looked at Ning Fan and his captain with a trace of weirdness, they almost knew why Ning Fan was so unconvinced, after all, it was not bad for the sixth level of body refining to have such a murderous aura.

"I, Zhang Ling, level 6 of body refining, weapon fist. Zhang Ling was still a little afraid of the murderous aura of the bald head at this time, and his tone of voice was a little weak.

Bai Hua's temperament was a little cold, and he said in a slightly cold tone: "Bai Hua, the seventh level of body refining, the long sword." ”

"I'm Zhang Guang, a seventh-level refining body, and I'm good at knives. Saying that, Zhang Guang also took out the Mo knife in his hand and danced it.

"Okay, our ten-person squad has arrived, and now the situation on the city wall is critical, and we may be asked to go up at any time! Get ready for battle!" Chen Zheng said with a serious and serious face at this time.