Yue Mochen took the leather leather bag and said confusedly: "Brother Meng, who are you?"

Meng Wujian looked at the people with a confused face, but he didn't hesitate to praise himself: "Okay, don't be arrogant or impatient, it's okay to cultivate, and he has the style of a general, and he will inevitably be famous in the future." ”

Liu Dayong didn't know why, and thought that Meng Wujian was saying that the toll was low, so he hurriedly answered: "Brother Meng, the toll we gave is higher than the standard you set before, have you changed the standard recently?"

"Definitely. ”

Meng Wujian smiled first, then looked at Yue Mochen and said, "I just don't build yì for you to go over." ”

"Why?"

"In the past two days, there have been two groups of people borrowing from me, and their cultivation is good, there are people who are taller than me, are you sure you want to go over?"

Liu Dayong frowned and looked at Yue Mochen.

Yue Mochen was also lightly locked at this time: Two groups of people, who else besides the royal family, the Qing family is from Shacheng, and it is impossible to pass through here. Moreover, the cultivation is higher than the dream of no sword?

"Brother Meng, I want to know, when you say that your cultivation is higher than you, do you mean that your cultivation is higher than your superficial cultivation, or is it higher than your real cultivation?"

Yue Mochen asked slowly, but when Meng Wujian heard it, his pupils shrank: Can he see that I am hiding my cultivation?

"If you can tell me what kind of cultivation I have, then I will tell you the answer you want to know. ”

Yue Mochen said lightly: "The third stage of the hundred tribulations." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone present, including Meng Wujian, was shocked!

Everyone looked at Meng Wujian with a shocked look on their faces: Saint-level masters are very rare in the Dongyue Continent, except for the Holy Land and the royal family, basically all other forces do not have a saint-level seat, even if it is as strong as the mercenary union, there will be no more than three saint-level masters in the union, and the Meng Wujian in front of him is actually a saint-level master?

This is especially true of Meng Wujian's subordinates, they have followed Meng Wujian for many years, although they have never seen Meng Wujian make a move, but the most powerful is only a Qi Tian Realm, right?

This was difficult for them to accept for a while.

Everyone looked at this lively "saint-level master", and they all put a big question mark in their hearts, and after a while, they all felt that Yue Mochen was either exaggerating or talking nonsense!

But if you want to count who is the most surprised present, it is definitely the person who has no sword in his dream, fourteen years ago, he was seriously injured, although his cultivation has not decreased, but his combat power is not as good as before, and the saint-level master can only have heaven-level combat power, so he hid his cultivation.

Although his injuries had healed years earlier, he had been hiding his cultivation.

And over the years, he has met many masters, even saint-level masters, but none of them can see his true cultivation, but this young man in front of him can do it, how can he not be surprised?

"What answer do I want?" asked Yue Mochen.

"It's higher than my true cultivation. I finally understand why Yuko chose to follow you. It's just that there's one thing I don't understand. ”

Meng Wujian really gave an answer, which made Yue Mochen's heart condense, but Meng Wujian was still saying: "People who are higher than my cultivation can't see my true cultivation, how do you see it?"

This is equivalent to directly admitting Yue Mochen's words, which made everyone unable to react for a while, what Yue Mochen said turned out to be true?

Yue Mochen smiled faintly, spread his hands and said, "It's not impossible to sue you, it's just that what news do you use in exchange for this time?"

Meng Wujian shook his head, and said in his heart: This little ghost, knowing that I am a saint-level martial artist, still dare to bargain with me?

"Then what do you want me to exchange for?" after a deep groan, Meng Wujian asked.

"I don't have the habit of making an offer, that would reduce the value of my message, you can open it. Yue Mochen vaguely guessed the other party's thoughts, but he Yue Mochen didn't have any ideas?

Meng Wujian's expression was flickering for a moment, and then he slowly became cold, and said with a dry smile: "How about using your dozens of lives?"

When the mercenaries of the Eternal Night Mercenary Regiment heard this, they were all shocked, and the other party's meaning was obvious, if their own group leader didn't say it, then they would kill all of their own group!

Even Liu Dayong and other backbone members are terrified, as long as Yue Mochen doesn't say a word, it is equivalent to putting the entire Eternal Night Mercenary Group on the opposite side of Dream Wujian!

Dream without a sword, a saint-level master!

Even if he stood still and let the people of the Eternal Night Mercenary Group besiege him, he might not be injured!

For a while, everyone's eyes were all on Yue Mochen's body.

Yue Mochen didn't seem to see the anxious gazes cast around him, he spread his hands again, and said casually: "Then you kill." ”

Hearing this, Meng Wujian snorted coldly, and the group of rogues behind him drew their weapons one after another.

At this time, one of the mercenaries of the Eternal Night Mercenary Group exclaimed, "Don't don't!

Meng Wujian raised his right hand, temporarily letting the group of subordinates stop, but his eyes looked at the mercenary who spoke out: "I can wait, but you'd better give me a reason, otherwise, I will let you die a hundred times worse!"

"Dream leader, I'm ...... I'm new to joining, and I don't know them well, so let me go, okay?"

The mercenary looked at Meng Wujian tremblingly and stammered.

Hearing this, in the Eternal Night Mercenary Group, several mercenaries made the same remarks.

"Yes, Chief, he can't speak for us. We were just on board, and we were invited by them temporarily. ”

"It's just that you can't kill us...... ......

In order to survive, several new mercenaries are fighting to dissociate themselves from the night mercenary group, Sheng Leixiang looked at Yue Mochen with a guilty face, and the latter shook his head and signaled that it didn't matter.

"Leader, this ......" One of Meng Wujian's subordinates looked at this scene, and he didn't know what to do, so he had to ask Meng Wujian for instructions.

Meng Wujian didn't answer him, but instead said to the people behind Yue Mochen: "What about you, are there any new joiners, or are there anything unrelated to this person?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, but in the end they still didn't move, still standing in place, this move is undoubtedly choosing to be on the same front as Yue Mochen.

Most of them were members of the original Sand City Mercenary Group and the Tempest Mercenary Group, and a few were new members, a total of fifty-one people.

Yue Mochen looked at them with satisfaction and said, "Today's events, I remember, I promise you that your name will inevitably become a legend in this world, as for their ......"

Pointing to the traitorous mercenaries who had previously dissociated themselves from the mercenary group, Yue Mochen's eyes froze, and he said, "Kill!"

The people of the Tempest Mercenary Regiment shouted angrily and rushed out one after another, however, there were people who were faster than them!

A faint black sword light suddenly appeared, tearing open the space and slashing directly at those traitors.

They didn't even have time to scream, and their bodies were already split in two.

At this time, Meng Wujian's face, which had always looked hideous, suddenly changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Summer Night! Who are you!"