Almost a lifetime has been spent in the fight, and the nerves of the old mercenaries have already become extremely strong, and they will not blink when the blade cuts to the eyelids, not to mention that the gang in front of them is just a rookie little mercenary in their eyes.

Old Bruno, whose tall figure could see the traces of his might when he was young, even moved his arm for a long time, making a "rattle" bone joint friction sound, and said with a smile: "Old guys, it's time for us to play, I haven't been active for so many years, and my bones are rusty!"

Another old mercenary, Scott Haruha, laughed and said, "Bruno, be careful of your old waist, don't twist it again!"

As he spoke, the old soldier carried two recurve knives and rushed out of the river as soon as he leaned over, and his agile movements did not show the sluggishness caused by age.

But before he could make contact with the other party, the two arrows roared through the air, "poof!poof!" twice, and the two Storm Wolf mercenaries who rushed the fastest with precision hit the thighs, knocking the two people who were covering the thighs with a terrible howl to the ground, directly disintegrating the opponent's combat power.

"You two old guys! It's too slow! If you don't do anything, old Jimmy will kill all these little guys!"

At present, Iguana Fang's only ranged combat position, the old archer Murphy laughed at his companion, Scott, who had just been swept overhead by an arrow, broke out in a cold sweat!

He didn't worry that the old guy who had worked together for decades would shoot him, the problem was that old Murphy was too ruthless, and if he missed two inches, the happiness of the second half of the life of these two little guys would leave them!

Old Murphy's double shot directly hit the joint at the junction of the opponent's thigh and hip bone, and also avoided the opponent's major artery, which would not cause the opponent to die due to excessive blood loss, but also make the opponent completely lose the ability to fight.

After a lifetime in the mercenary world, the old mercenaries are better at this kind of competition between mercenaries than anyone else, and they can not only weaken the opponent's combat power, but also will not cause the mercenary guild to interfere.

"It's a pity that the old bones died too early, otherwise we old guys might be able to form a 'Iguana Fang-Old Man Squad' again, and we would be missing a shield warrior......"

While regretting, Bruno slapped the broad blade of his two-handed sword on the face of an unlucky ghost who rushed to him with a war knife, and the other party's facial features suddenly became more than an inch deeper!

"Yes, I think back then, our thieves, archers, heavy sword warriors, double sword warriors, plus the shield warrior of the old bones, but the golden combination in the regiment!"

Old Jimmy didn't know when he returned to the side of the archer Murphy, shook off the blood stains on the battle dagger, and said with a sigh.

Several old mercenaries were chatting there and remembering the past, the storm wolf mercenaries besieging them were about to collapse, and the archer was forgotten, and the old thief didn't know when he touched behind them, and it took more than a dozen people one after another to be discovered.

And this old guy is extremely vicious, and the people he let go of are all stabbed in the back, although they are not fatal, but they are basically useless, and it is difficult to move.

The old epee warrior didn't even bother to move, standing there chatting with his companions, while picking up the two-handed dagger with a light saber blade of one meter and a half, like swatting flies, slapping the opponents who rushed to his side to the ground, and it is estimated that he will not die, but he will definitely be disfigured in the future.

And the two-knife warrior, who looked thin and weak, only a handful of bones remained, and the old one looked like a piece of dead wood, but his fighting style was extremely explosive, and a pair of recurve knives in his hands were like the wings of a hummingbird.

There are no fancy combat skills, just a simple slash, but it integrates the attack into the defense, there is no block, no retreat, and no intention of dodging!

You slash at his arm, and they will come to your throat, and if you slash at his thigh, they will come to your throat with a knife...... People come to you with a knife, and in short, they don't pay any attention to the weapons that are about to fall on him!

If this is really a life-and-death struggle, if you fight hard, you will fight for your life, and the life of a mercenary does not belong to you, but the problem is, this old guy looks like if you don't cut him, he won't be able to live for two days, and it's not cost-effective to die with him!

Where did these old monsters come from? Are they all old like this, do they want to be so ferocious?

How could these new generation of mercenaries know that Iguana Fang was also the leader of the medium-sized mercenary group back then, and the scale was larger than that of the Storm Wolf, and these old mercenaries were all silver intermediate or even silver high-level warriors back then!

Although their combat power gradually declined with old age and decay, the combat experience they had accumulated over the course of their lives was indelible and would never dissipate with the passage of time.

Because those fighting skills have been infiltrated into their bone marrow, even if their memory is no longer so sensitive, but the body still clearly remembers those fighting instincts.

Therefore, it is not these old mercenaries who are fighting them, but living textbooks that have experienced countless dangerous battles, various crises and death threats!

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the old mercenaries stand there and let them attack without fighting back, their weapons will be dodged by the instinct of the opponent's body with extremely small movements before they fall on the opponent's body, and they don't even need to think through their brains.

What the old mercenaries lost was only the strength and flexibility of their aging bodies, but Jialan's alchemy potions and enchanted equipment made up for the negative gap between them and the young people in terms of physical strength, strength, and flexibility.

The four old men are different from Casey and Div, who were only promoted to silver-level combat power through the alchemy enchantment effect, they are powerful warriors who once really had silver-level strength and have lived tenaciously to the present!

Not to mention that they are only rookies of the black iron and bronze level, even if they are silver warriors of the same level of combat power, in the face of the old people's combat experience that has been precipitated over time, I am afraid that their performance will not be much stronger than that of these rookies.

It makes no difference if they cut them with one knife, and it makes no difference if they cut those silver combat power, in this case, how could they beat these four old mercenaries?

It seemed that it didn't take much effort, and the four old mercenaries solved the rookies who were ten times more than them, and the old Bruno pestle his hands and big swords said: "I haven't been active for so long, and I suddenly exercised, I didn't expect it to be really a little tired......"

The Bear's Fortity Potion can give them stamina, the Ox Strength Potion can give them Strength, and the Cat's Grace Potion can give them agility and agility, and these are just enough to temporarily restore their strength to their peak state, or even exceed their peak state.

However, the use of these alchemy potions is not cost-free, they also need to pay physical strength as support, and this powerful combat state cannot last for a long time.

Once the effect of the potion ends, their strength will fall to their original state, or even weaker than their original state, and if they are young, they may be able to recover in a very short time, or even be immune to this negative state altogether.

But after all, they are on average in their sixties, and after using alchemy potions, the burden on them is even greater.

I heard Scott next to Bruno gasping for breath and coughing twice, and then he sneered: "Old guy, I said back then, a guy like you with muscles in the skull is no different from a bald orangutan who can only use brute force, they all stink the same......"

Old Bruno was furious: "You old flea jumping around! Do you dare to compete with me! I wanted to beat you thirty years ago!"

As he spoke, he picked up the two-handed sword violently, but with a "gala~" sound, the two-handed sword fell to the ground with a "dang long" sound, and Scott and old Jimmy rushed over and helped Bruno, who was twisted to his waist again.

And Murphy, who had a bow in his hand, laughed and shot an arrow out of his hand, and just passed under the crotch of Div's pants, who was still fighting the opponent's silver warrior, so that he could not die and hit the opponent's footboard, nailing the opponent to the ground.

Diff, who took the opportunity to cut the opponent over with an axe, was in a cold sweat, and he didn't care about the mending knife and quickly touched his crotch before he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the battle axe again, and pounced on it, and besieged the last silver mid-level warrior with Casey.

Mercenaries don't have the dogmatic stinky habits of knights, everything is based on killing the enemy, only the combat skills that can kill the enemy are good combat skills, fighting alone? What is that? Is it delicious?

After the old mercenaries solved those black iron and bronze level minions, they did not interfere in the battle between the two juniors and the other party's silver warriors, but gathered together for a long time, watching the battle between the two with great interest, and from time to time they also gave a few words.

The actions of these old men, the remaining silver warriors of the angry Storm Wolves, almost vomited blood, and felt as if they had become a rat who had been captured by an old cat and thrown to his offspring for teasing.

After a while, Casey and Def finally teamed up to kill the silver warrior, and they were constantly panting with excitement, being able to fight with the real silver warrior, and experiencing the content of silver combat power in advance, which would be of great benefit to their future improvement,

"What are we going to do now? Why don't we move all the belongings from their station?"

Diff hammered his chest with great interest, and it did look like a gorilla in heat.

"No, you just need to go and take the Storm Wolf's flag away!"

Old Jimmy threw a folded silk banner to Casey with a relaxed face, which was almost equivalent to the soul and face of a mercenary group.

If the enemy's flag is captured, the Iguana Fang will be equivalent to defeating the Storm Wolf, showing the world that their strength does not decrease with the reduction of personnel!