"The blood-spilled independent regiment at the prefecture level?"

Wu Yuanhua, Jing Yuande and Qiu Xiao were shocked.

Indeed, a prefecture-level mercenary group is indeed very powerful. In fact, the members led by Zhang Chenglei on this mission are only the tip of the iceberg of the blood-spilled independent regiment.

The three of them looked at each other, they also knew the horror of a prefecture-level mercenary group, but now that they had surrounded people, they were already offended, since this was the case.

Thinking of this, the three of them quickly communicated in the transmission of divine consciousness.

Soon the three of them finished discussing, and then the three of them looked at Zhang Chenglei almost at the same time.

Zhang Chenglei is not stupid, when he saw the unkind eyes of the three people, he sighed in his heart and secretly scolded that it was not good.

"Kill!"

If you don't do it, now that you have offended, you can only strangle the trouble in the cradle.

Thinking of this, Wu Yuanhua waved his hand, and suddenly, many monks from Hell Fort killed the members of the blood-spilled independent regiment one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides were fighting together.

A monk from Hell Castle who had just stepped into the Yuan Infant Stage came to the eye of the formation located in the direction of twelve o'clock and wanted to sneak attack a member of the Blood-spilled Independent Regiment, but was discovered by a member of the Infantile Formation of the Blood-spilled Regiment, and poked the spear in his hand, and actually stabbed the Infant-Stage Monk of Hell Castle to death on the spot.

Three o'clock.

Dozens of Hell Fort monks rushed towards a formation, all of them holding weapons in their hands, but their weapon grades were very low, and the highest was only the fifth order.

Due to the close combat, coupled with the large number of people around, the monks of Hell Fortress did not dare to use a wide range and uncontrollable magic tricks, so basically the two sides used cold weapons melee by default.

The two men and horses fought together, but the leaders of the two sides looked at each other.

"Which of you wants to go?"

Wu Yuanhua asked the two behind him without looking back.

Zhang Chenglei's strength he could see at a glance, only the pitiful mid-stage of the merger still belonged to the kind that had just broken through.

So Wu Yuanhua lost interest in fighting Zhang Chenglei.

"I'll do it. ”

Qiu Xiao stood up, and he sensed that Zhang Chenglei was on par with his own strength.

As a result, the young man's belligerence attacked.

However, Qiu Xiao took a step forward, and Zhang Chenglei was unmoved, he was worried that this was a plan by Hell Castle to divert the tiger from the mountain.

"Why, don't you dare?"

Qiu Xiao was a little displeased.

Zhang Chenglei was still unmoved.

"If that's the case, then I'll force you to do it. ”

After speaking, Qiu Xiao pinched the magic trick, and an axe condensed from flames blasted towards a group of blood-spilled members beside Zhang Chenglei.

This attack contains half of Qiu Xiao's strength. And the highest strength in that group of blood-spilled members was only in the middle stage of refining the void, and they couldn't stop it at all.

"Despicable !!"

Zhang Chenglei can't ignore the death of his own members, but he doesn't do anything.

Therefore, Zhang Chenglei moved.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Chenglei came to the group of members, and an axe appeared out of thin air in his hands, and he slashed forward hard, splitting the axe made of flames.

And Zhang Chenglei's figure took a few steps back slightly before standing firm.

"It's so strong!"

Zhang Chenglei was horrified in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but show worry.

He could see that the young man he was fighting with was the lowest of the three, and the lowest in strength, so what about their boss? Could the employer in the carriage be the man's opponent.

"Give you a chance, as long as you fight me, I won't make a move on your regiment. ”

"Good!"

Zhang Chenglei didn't think about it, he distanced himself from the members of the group, and did not have the slightest doubt about Qiu Xiao's words.

It's not that Zhang Chenglei is confident that he can intercept the attack before it reaches the members, but because a strong person doesn't bother to attack a weak monk at all, unless that person provokes him.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Chenglei and Qiu Xiao came to a place far away from the convoy. If the other two really wanted to kill their own members, Zhang Chenglei was powerless to stop it.

Since there is no way to stop it, then it can only be left to the destiny of heaven.

As the two moved away, Wu Yuanhua and Jing Yuande looked at the two of them dozens of miles away.

The eyesight of the Merge Stage Monk is very terrifying, as long as there is no obstruction in the middle, even if he looks at a small ant thousands of kilometers away, it is very easy.

"Get out your weapons. ”

Zhang Chenglei didn't want his opponent to be angry with his members because he lost, so he reminded him.

"No, I can't use a weapon against you. ”

Qiu Xiao made a battle chief, and then quickly pinched the magic technique with the fingers of both hands, and in an instant, several translucent energy balls crashed into Zhang Chenglei.

Zhang Chenglei's face changed, his figure was about to retreat, and an energy ball didn't have time to turn and hit the ground.

Suddenly, a huge crater was blown up on the ground, and dust flew up in the air, blocking the view of the two.

But soon, the dust came and disappeared quickly, and Wu Yuanhua and the two saw Zhang Chenglei and Qiu Xiao fighting together again.

Every time the two collide with their fists and feet, it will cause a strong wind of seven or eight levels, blowing the surrounding trees to stagger, and those who are close will be pulled up directly.

The battle between the two of them also attracted the attention of the two children in the ornate carriage.

The strength of the two is not high, only about the middle of the Yuan Infant, so they are even more applauded for being able to see the battle of the strong people in the merger period.

"Third grandfather, who do you say is stronger among those two people?"

The boy poked his head out, but with his strength, he could only barely see who was who, and as for how to fight, he couldn't see it clearly at all.

"Grandpa, how long can you hold on to the hands of the two?"

The two children obviously have not yet entered the society, and they are still in a state of ignorance about some things, but they don't know that they want to snatch the treasure and kill people to steal the goods.

The old man closed his eyes and listened, shook his head, and did not speak. The Divine Consciousness has been observing the entire battlefield.

There were several times when the members of the blood-spilled independent regiment almost died at the hands of the monks of Hell Castle, but at a critical time, the old man secretly used his divine sense to make a move, which temporarily affected the spirits of the monks of Hell Castle, so that the members of the blood-spilled independent group survived.

At the same time, Yang Fan rode the amethyst wing to the back of the convoy, looked at it, and stopped.

"Young Master, do you want me to help?"

Ice Emperor Haibo East Road.

"No need, as long as you don't make a move on us, don't make any extraneous troubles. ”

"Yes!"

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he lay directly on the back of the amethyst winged lioness and fell asleep.

As Yang Fan and the two approached, the fifteen cultivators of the Refining Void Period who were guarding around the gorgeous carriage found two people and one beast, followed by the members of the blood-spilled independent regiment, and finally the monks of Hell Castle.

"Two more, kill!"

A strong man with a mustache and a shirtless body roared and led a dozen infantile monks to kill him.