Chapter 58: The Bloody War

The mercenaries in the Black Tiger Mercenary Group are all here to eat, and their ideas are all in the name of the Black Tiger Mercenary Group, where there will be any cohesion.

At this time, he found that he was easily slashed by Ning Chong like chopping melons and vegetables, facing the threat of death, and many of the mercenaries were suddenly frightened or frightened.

For a while, they all thought differently, and the mercenaries began to scatter and flee for their lives like headless flies, wailing, screaming, and exclaiming...... All kinds of voices rang out.

Of course, there are also a few of them who are brutal and unfatal, brainless, and short-sighted, and they fiercely use knives, guns and sticks to fight Ning Chong.

Most of these mercenaries are no more than the strength of the third to fourth order of martial disciples, and Ning Chong's killing of the martial cultivators of the fifth order of martial disciples is like slaughtering dogs, how can they block the way?

Ning Chong was unceremonious, and swung the thick-backed broadsword with a cold light, and under one knife, there would be blood splashed, and people would be killed.

Only a moment later, a bloody path was struck, and Ning Chong, who was covered in blood, finally rushed to the front of the main courtyard in the north.

In the courtyard, a kind of tall attic towered in front of the eyes, brightly lit.

Ning Chong didn't stop for a moment, broke open the courtyard door, and after a few ups and downs, people had already entered the pavilion hall.

I saw that the hall was extremely luxuriously decorated, the walls were inlaid with dazzling gold and precious stones, and the ceiling was hung with huge silver lamps, illuminating the hall as if it were day. There are also a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the left and right sides of the hall, look at the simplicity and aura, you know that it is from the handwriting of famous artists.

From this, it can be seen that after more than 30 years of scraping in Qingyang Town, this Black Tiger Mercenary Group has really collected a lot of blood and sweat wealth, and every delicacy and wealth here can reveal a strong smell of blood and resentment.

There were many people gathered in the hall, and after Ning Chong entered, his eyes were immediately fixed on Ning Chong.

Outside the courtyard where the hall was located, it had already become a mess, but this hall was quiet and ordinary. These people were calm, looking at Ning Chong's eyes with doubt, surprise, anger, and malice...... But there is no fear, but more of a dead man-like gaze.

The hall is a wide rectangle, with two tall chairs on the top of the main seat, made of expensive pineapple wood, beautifully crafted and smooth and rounded.

At this time, there were people sitting on both chairs. On the main chair sat a thin monkey-like old man, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and his appearance was indescribably obscene;

On the right hand side of the old man, there is a middle-aged man with dark skin, which is somewhat similar to the black panther and the third young master of the black family who were killed by Ning Chong. There is almost no need to guess that this middle-aged black man should be the head of the Black Tiger Mercenary Group, Black Tiger!

Ning Chong frowned slightly, feeling a little strange, wasn't the Black Tiger the one with the highest status in this Black Tiger Mercenary Group?

This obscene old man looks ordinary, not much different from an ordinary old man at all, and even has a thinner body. Moreover, this old man did not have the slightest fluctuation of vitality on his body, and obviously did not have the slightest cultivation.

The fact that such an old man can sit in the main seat is so puzzling that people are quite puzzled.

"Boy, who are you? Did someone instruct you to come to my Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment to kill and cause trouble? Speak up quickly and let you die a happy death! Otherwise...... Hey, hey!"

The black tiger said in a deep voice, his expression was not in a hurry, but he had a bit of the prestige of the superior, and he looked like he was eating Ning Chong.

Ning Chong sneered, raised the thick-backed broadsword, pointed at the black tiger and said, "Where is the little girl who was caught by your Black Tiger Mercenary Group now?

"Huh, the third order of the martial apprentice!"

Before the black tiger could speak, the old man on the main seat suddenly exclaimed, and his eyes patrolled over Ning Chong for a long time.

Then, the obscene old man nodded appreciatively, and replied, "You are asking about the little lady's skin, right? Tsk, the skin is fine and tender, but it is an excellent furnace, and the old man is not willing to use it! Boy, you are the brother of the little girl? Okay, bring some gold and jewelry back, for the sake of you having the courage to break into here, the old man does not want to embarrass you." ”

The Black Tiger's face changed, and he said to the old man: "Master Shi, this kid has killed a lot of people in my Black Tiger Mercenary Group, can't you let him go so easily......"

The lewd old man's face sank, and he said coldly, "Are you questioning me?"

Hei Hu's face turned pale suddenly, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't dare! Don't dare!"

After this sound, seeing that the obscene old man's expression slowly eased, the black tiger breathed a big sigh of relief, and his forehead was already full of cold sweat.

This is not to blame him, although this obscene old man looks no different from an ordinary old man, and he is obscene and lustful, but after seeing the obscene old man casually pinching to death a few martial arts disciples of the seventh order, like pinching an ant to death, the black tiger completely understands the horror of this obscene old man, and only dares to ask God to worship the Buddha, and worships the obscene old man.

And it is precisely because of the existence of this obscene old man that even if Ning Chong was messed up into a pot of porridge outside, and several fifth-order martial arts subordinates were even killed by Ning Chong, the black tiger could still calm down and be at ease. He firmly believed that even if Ning Chong was a demon and fierce beast, when he encountered this obscene old man, he could only lose his life.

Hearing that Ning Ning was okay for the time being, Ning Chong was a little relieved, and then pointed at the old man with a thick back and a big knife, and said coldly: "Old thing, you are limited to handing over my sister within thirty breaths, otherwise you will become the soul of my sword!"

Hearing Ning Chong so arrogant and scolding the word "old guy", the obscene old man who had originally raised the teacup he wanted to drink suddenly stopped at his lips, with a gloomy face.

The black tiger observed the words, was overjoyed, patted the chair handle, got up and shouted: "What a big dog! How dare you be disrespectful to Master Shi! Someone, take him down!"

The black tiger shouted, and immediately seven or eight men rushed up towards Ning, all of them holding various weapons, their faces were hideous, murderous, and violent.

The obscene old man did not stop the black tiger's order, only raised the teacup and drank the tea calmly, looking at the relaxed and leisurely appearance, Ning Chong felt faintly uneasy in his heart, feeling that this obscene old man did not seem to be simple.

But the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to think about it. Ning Chong snorted coldly, facing the weapons that were slashing around him, and brazenly brandished his thick-backed broadsword to fight.

Ding Ding Ding!

Dangdang-!

Poof!

......

Blood splattered, stumps and broken bones flying, screams, blades clashing, blades slashing into flesh and bones, so clear in the silence of the night, and so heart-pounding.

In the battle circle, Ning Chong appeared like a killing god, covered in blood, waving the thick-backed broadsword in his hand and slashing horizontally and vertically.

There are no fancy and superfluous movements, it is a simple chopping, splitting and other basic knife movements, but his movements are skillful, the force on the big knife is terrifying, the speed is extremely fast, and he has completely ignored the enemy's dodge and defense.

In the blink of an eye, the middle of this hall had been killed by Ning Chong to the point of bleeding, and the corpses were lying on the ground.