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Looking at Yang Ling, who was silent, Gulbond's head was big for a while, and he felt as if he was not an exception. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time, he led the wolf pack mercenary group out of the nest, not only did he not get the life ring, but he also suffered heavy losses in the dungeon. It was already unlucky enough, but I didn't expect that I had just walked to Alashankou and received another thankless task before I left the Warcraft Territory. He was instructed to reveal the news to Yang Ling, and persuaded him to stay out of the limelight for the time being in his personal name.

For the long-established Mercenary Guild, the small territory of the Warcraft Territory is nothing, and the newly formed Hunter Guild is even more vulnerable, and what is terrifying is Yang Ling's unfathomable strength and the mysterious and powerful family behind it.

If people didn't know anything about Yang Ling's family before, then when the Corpse Witch King appeared under the pseudonym Rogge, they finally saw the tip of the iceberg of this mysterious family.

As for the strength of the Corpse Witch King Rogge, to paraphrase the words of an intelligence agent lurking in the Demon Beast Realm, it is 'unfathomable'. He had sent someone to follow him secretly, but the magister who shot was never returned.

After finding the body of the Magister, it was found that there were no wounds on the outside of his body, but the internal organs inside his body had turned into a pile of mush. It seems to have been shattered by some force, and it seems to have been boiled by someone with mysterious magic heat. Although they were well-informed, the intelligence officers present were all terrified, and they couldn't imagine that the strength of the Corpse Witch King Rogge was so terrifying!

After learning the information, the deacon elders of the Mercenary Guild quickly made a decision, hoping to cancel the operation against Warcraft Territory. I didn't expect that the water that was spilled couldn't be recovered, let alone persuade the Sword Emperor Elvis to stop, and even his whereabouts were not clear, but it was roughly estimated that he was almost at the Demon Beast Territory.

In this way, in order to avoid any accidents, so as to form a deep feud with Yang Ling and the family behind him, he could only let Gulbond disclose the news in advance in his personal name to see if he could persuade Yang Ling to avoid the limelight for the time being. The elders of the guild only moved their mouths, but the drudgery fell to Gulbond.

If you ignore this task, you will naturally offend those old and immortal deacons and elders, but persuade Yang Ling, the dignified lord, to avoid the limelight for the time being, and if you are not careful, you may offend Yang Ling, the lord, again. Dilemma, inside and outside are not people.

After hesitating for a while, Gulbond gritted his teeth and said stubbornly: "My lord, I have a territory on the coast near Bavaria, and many people have said that the scenery is good after going there. Look, would you be interested in staying for a few days?"

How many days to stay in the past?

Looking at the embarrassed Gulbond, Yang Ling pondered for a while and vaguely understood what was going on. If it's just a personal relationship, Gulbond will only worry or be nervous about himself, and he will never be embarrassed.

"It's just a saint-rank warrior, it's not a big deal!" After taking a sip of rum, Yang Ling paused, and then said: "However, I regret that the Mercenary Guild actually adopted this despicable method of killing people with a knife, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise"

"Don't worry, my lord, it was just a misunderstanding before, and cooperating with each other is of great benefit to our two guilds!"

The mission requires Gulbond to come forward in his personal name, both to achieve his goals and to preserve the face of the Mercenary Guild. However, from the beginning to the end, Gulbond did not intend to hide that it was the mercenary guild that planned the operation behind it.

After all, Yang Ling is not a fool, as long as he puts a little effort into it, he can naturally get the information he needs. If you can hide it for a while, you can't hide it for a lifetime. Frankly opposite, emphasizing the follow-up cooperation between the two sides is the key, and blindly concealing it is even worse.

After passing the news to Yang Ling, Gulbond left quickly and embarrassedly. Yang Ling and his followers named Rogge are very strong, but the Sword Emperor Elvis is famous, what will happen if the strong collide, it is better to let the elders of the guild have a headache.

"Sword Emperor Elvis, it sounds like you're in good shape. Quack, my lord, why don't you just let me tear him apart halfway!"

The Corpse Witch King licked his lips, since his strength had recovered to about seventy percent, devouring the blood and souls of ordinary people or ordinary demonic beasts had little effect. But the Holy Rank powerhouse is different, and the blood and soul of Sword Emperor Elvis should be not bad.

"Rodriguez, don't take it lightly without my orders. After a pause, Yang Ling continued: "During this time, you'd better stay in the castle, don't keep running out and frightening other little girls!"

After understanding the past of the Corpse Witch King Rodriguez, although he knew that he would not attack the little girl under normal circumstances, Yang Ling was still a little worried. After all, under the psychological distortion, no one dares to guarantee that he will not do anything crazy.

After a few words of warning to the Corpse Witch King, Yang Ling quickly left, secretly thinking about how to deal with the challenge of the Sword Emperor Elvis. The Mercenary Guild sent Gulbond to deliver the message, which in itself was a signal of a desire to mediate conflicts, and it would be beneficial for both guilds to cooperate. Next, it's just a matter of thinking about how to get the most out of it.

After preparing a generous gift and sending away Garcia and his people, Yang Ling retreated and cultivated, carefully exploring the magic of the armor of the Frozen Throne.

In order to avoid the fluctuation of people's hearts, he ordered the news to be blocked. Unexpectedly, just one day later, the Warcraft Leader was panicked, and I don't know who leaked the news that Sword Emperor Elvis had come to challenge.

"Hey, brother, do you say that the lord is powerful, or is the Sword Emperor Elvis more powerful?"

"For hundreds of years, the Sword Emperor Elvis has killed many Saint-rank powerhouses, and the Lord Lord is very powerful, but compared to the Sword Emperor, I'm afraid"

"It's strange, I heard that Sword Emperor Elvis was still meditating in the Northern Glacier some time ago, why did he suddenly find our lord to challenge!"

"yes, someone must be messing with it!"

While drinking, people discussed the upcoming Sword Emperor Elvis, and were indignant.

Despite Yang Ling's strength, Sword Emperor Elvis has been famous for a long time, and he doesn't know how many strong people he has killed in previous challenges, and not many people believe that the young Yang Ling is his opponent and is worried. Some kind-hearted townspeople prostrate in front of the idol all day long, praying to the gods to protect Yang Ling, the lord who brought hope to the people.

The hunters and townsfolk are worried, as are the likes of Good, Yuna, and Alice at Wisson Castle. Yang Ling was fine, and he closed the door and cultivated quietly, but they were worried all day long.

Sword Emperor Elvis is too powerful, legend has it that when he was still a great swordsman, he could kill a sword saint with one sword; when he cultivated to the sword master, he could kill a saint-rank warrior with a sword; after he stepped into the holy rank, not to mention the saint-rank warrior and the saint-rank magician, legend has it that even the average domain powerhouse was not his opponent!

Powerful, so powerful!

Worried, Goode and others, like Gulbond, urged Yang Ling to stay out of the limelight for the time being, but Yang Ling was perfunctory every time and disagreed. Of all of them, only Rodriguez, the Witch King, is still at large.

Either go to the depths of the Truss Forest to hunt a few monsters to eat game, or hang out with the little girl Beth, or disappear all day, making people wonder whether he is a follower sent by the Yang Ling family to do things, or a guy who purely came to the Warcraft Territory for vacation.

"Lord Good, Lord Garcia is back with the warriors of the House of Barrymore!" On this day, just as Goode was frowning, a soldier strode in, followed by Garcia, the golden-cloaked warrior, and his people.

Looking at the puzzled Goode, Garcia smiled faintly and said, "Lord Good, I heard that the Sword Emperor Elvis will soon be in the Warcraft Territory. I've been looking for him for a long time, so this time I can try it with him to see whose sword is faster!"

See whose sword is faster?

Hearing Garcia say this, the worried Goode's eyes lit up. Before, Yang Ling did not hesitate to spend a lot of magic power and spiritual power to help the warriors of the Barrymore family force out the corpse poison, and even did not hesitate to spend the spring of life to treat several dying warriors, he was still a little reluctant.

Now it seems that no matter how big the price is, it is worth it!

The Barrymore family is the only family on the continent that has given birth to a sword god, and the family tradition of swordsmanship and fighting spirit is superb, and Garcia has already cultivated to the peak of the holy rank at a young age. Let him take action against the Sword Emperor Elvis, naturally it is the most suitable.

After all, although Yang Ling was very powerful, if he didn't have the help of the Warcraft army, it was estimated that he would have little hope of defeating the famous Elvis. But as a lord and the Grand Elder of the Hunters' Guild, he was not allowed to retreat without a fight.

Upon learning that Garcia, the golden-cloaked warrior, had gone and returned, the castle breathed a sigh of relief from top to bottom, and the people once again smiled like they hadn't seen in many years. No one knew that Garcia's face was extremely solemn when he was alone, and no one knew that a man in white was coming over the mountains and mountains, quickly approaching the Monster Collar.

Master loneliness!

After cultivating to the peak of the Holy Rank, Elvis didn't know how many years he hadn't met a real opponent. Since mastering the law of a trace of wind, not to mention the Saint-rank warriors and Saint-rank demon masters, even the ordinary realm powerhouses are no longer his opponents.

However, in the past few decades, his comprehension of the law of wind has not progressed, and he has been unable to step into the realm for a long time, and he has not been able to cultivate the Wind Sword Domain after countless hardships. After learning that the demonic beasts on the outskirts of the Truss Forest had led out a peerless powerhouse, he rushed over without hesitation.

The master is lonely, and it is difficult to find a battle!

(To be continued)