The two deputy leaders of the Huangyan Mercenary Regiment, the strong man Pat and the thin man Du Langwei, followed a fat bald man over.
The three of them stopped twenty meters away from Zhuoran. The bald fat man looked Zhuoran up and down, smacked his mouth with disdain, spit out a mouthful of phlegm and said, "You're the one who revealed the reward list? And you beat me to death."
A lot of brothers? That shouldn’t be the case. How can a pretty boy like you be so powerful? It’s really strange. When will a pretty boy be able to kill someone?"
The strong man Pat grinned and agreed: "Yes, I think it must be a problem."
The thin man Du Langwei glanced at Pat, turned away in disgust, and said nothing.
The fat man is called the leader, and he should be Huang Yan Keladeer. He has a bald head, small eyes, big yellow teeth, and a bloated body. No matter how he looks at it, he is not popular.
Zhuo Ran deliberately shouted loudly: "Which captive pig beast is this? Who is so generous? I wonder if an adult pig beast can be sold for two gold coins? Who, who is so generous, if you don't take it back to me,
Just take it!"
Fatty Huang Yan stared at his little eyes, bared his yellow teeth, and said in a hateful voice: "What an arrogant boy, kill him, go kill him!"
Pat seemed to know that Zhuoran was more difficult to deal with, so he didn't rush out. Instead, he said to the group members behind him: "Go, come together, don't live anymore, chop him into pieces!"
There were only about 300 people left who hesitated and did not dare to move. First, 40 or 50 people were slaughtered, then a captain was brutally killed, and then hundreds of people fled. Under such a deterrent,
, how dare they take the initiative to launch an attack? Needless death, worthless death, is the easiest thing to do to make people lose courage.
"Pat, go ahead. With your strength as a mad swordsman, you shouldn't fail!" Fatty Huang Yan said through gritted teeth.
"That's impossible to say." Du Langwei said lightly.
When Pat heard this, his face instantly turned red. He glared at Du Langwei and said, "Du Langwei, don't underestimate people. I will kill him right now to let you know that you are wrong."
Du Langwei curled his lips and said, "Then I'll wait and see."
Huang Yan said: "Don't talk nonsense, kill him. I heard that there are two beautiful girls with him. Capture them alive later and let the brothers feel happy."
Pat said with a mean smile: "That's great, then the boss will take the lead!"
Zhuo Ran was not far away from them, so their unscrupulous words were clearly heard by Zhuo Ran. His originally ugly face suddenly became gloomy and terrifying, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense.
"He is indeed a scumbag. It seems I would be sorry if I didn't kill you!" The voice was full of murderous intent, and Zhuo Ran was already angry.
Pat drew out the giant sword he carried on his back and walked slowly towards Zhuoran, his face full of arrogance.
"I don't know who killed whom, pretty boy. After I kill you and catch those two girls, I will definitely love them well. In fact, loving them in front of you is more exciting, isn't it?"
"You deserve to die!"
Zhuo Ran gritted his teeth and shouted, his whole body filled with murderous intent. He couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up a copper stick and attacked Pat.
"Looking for death!" Pat's majestic body showed a reddish fighting spirit, as did his broad sword. Looking at him, he looked like he wanted to kill Zhuo Ran with one blow.
The long stick was raised and hit Pat hard on the head. It was an honest blow.
Pat looked disdainfully at the weapon that had no fighting spirit and said with a smile: "Are you an idiot? Do you think such an attack will be useful to me?"
Zhuoran was holding the stick in his right hand, and his free left hand suddenly condensed a huge ice pick two meters long. The cold light flashing from the sharp tip made people shiver. His right hand had already put away the long stick, and his left hand stabbed forward.
Right on Pat's chest.
"Magic Swordsman?"
Pat was startled, and he slashed at the ice pick with swords in both hands. He seemed to have seen through Zhuo Ran's falsehood. He knew that Zhuo Ran's cultivation level was not as high as his own, so he chose to fight head-on.
"Do you think I'm an idiot?"
Zhuoran threw out the ice pick in his hand and inserted it diagonally two feet to Pat's right side. Then, he took a big step back to avoid the sharp edge of the giant sword.
"Die!" Pat roared, suddenly leaping up and slashing at Zhuoran.
Zhuoran sneered and shouted: "Ice pick chain strike!" As soon as his voice rang out, more than twenty one-foot-long ice picks appeared in front of him, and the huge ice pick that he threw at Pat's side was now behind him.
It suddenly exploded into eight ice picks, turned around and stabbed Pat in the back.
Zhuoran's fighting spirit flashed in his hands, and he quickly shot the ice picks at Pat. The opponent had nowhere to rely on in the air, and it was quite troublesome to defend. He could only cut off the ice picks that were coming at him head-on.
"Pat, watch your back!"
So what if there is a reminder?
Zhuo Ran calculated the time just right. Before Pat had finished cutting more than twenty ice picks, the next eight ice picks were about to attack Pat's back.
If he were hit by such a sharp ice pick, even if Pat had a light red fighting spirit to protect his body, he would not feel well.
"Spin and slash!"
Pat seemed to know that there was a big crisis, and his fighting spirit suddenly surged in mid-air. He didn't know where he borrowed the strength from, and he suddenly turned around with the sword in both hands. And this circle was just right to kill all the ice picks that came to him.
Ge flew out, letting him fall to the ground without any damage.
"Something capable." Zhuo Ran said, but he said in his heart: "What a boring fighting skill. It seems to have appeared before. Really, are all the fighting skills created by people in this world so mediocre? In the situation just now, I can do it without any effort.
He had several ways to avoid it, but he couldn't put as much effort into it, he was really stupid."
"If knowing magic is your arrogance, then I can tell you that you will definitely die today!"
Zhuoran shook his head, thrust the copper stick into the ground, rubbed his hands and said, "My arrogance is not worth knowing magic. Only close combat with magic is worthy of my arrogance. In view of your bad behavior, I now use Zhuoran's name."
I sentence you to death!"
‘Miscellaneous!’
Two light blue daggers suddenly appeared in Zhuo Ran's hands, which were actually condensed with magic power. Judging from the flickering blue light, one knew that these two daggers were very sharp, much sharper than ordinary iron daggers.
He is not talking nonsense. Since he has sentenced others to death, it should be executed.
"Yeah!" Pat roared desperately as if to embolden himself, and rushed forward with his sword. A warrior must fight hard.
However, Zhuoran, who was obviously dressed as a thief, was not going to fight head-on with a bull-like warrior. With dexterous maneuvers of his body, and the light yellow fighting energy on his feet, his body speed increased sharply, and he appeared behind Pat in an instant.
Chi Chu. He always likes to attack the enemy from behind. This way he can maximize the effect of his attacks and avoid direct confrontation with the enemy and damage himself.
He put his hands together and stabbed hard at the back of Pat's neck. Such an attack, as long as it hurt Pat a little, would definitely cause him real harm. By then, his threat to Zhuoran would definitely be reduced.
to the lowest.
A biting chill came from the back of his neck. Pat was so horrified that it was too late to turn around. He suddenly activated all his fighting energy and formed a layer of light red coat outside his body, protecting him inside.
Click!
The ice dagger stabbed the Dou Qi coat and was shattered into pieces, which really left Zhuo Ran speechless. He tapped his feet lightly, stepped back gracefully, and dodged Pat's sword that was slow to react.
Zhuoran chuckled and said, "You won't be able to block the next blow." Two daggers appeared on his hands again, but they were silver-white and looked as if they were real, making everyone think they were some kind of treasure.
"Is that a demon-breaking dagger?"
"It looks like it, but I don't know if it is."
Of course, what Zhuo Ran was holding in his hand was not a demon-breaking dagger, but two short space blades. However, he deliberately put some effort into making them look like daggers.
Du Langwei frowned. He had already figured out what the dagger in Zhuo Ran's hand was. He had suffered a small loss from that kind of attack before.
"Is it a treasure? This time it turned into two short blades. What are they?"
Pat didn't have time to question the weapon in Zhuo Ran's hand, because Zhuo Ran had already rushed over. Pat took two deep breaths and said loudly: "Die!"
Zhuo Ran snorted disdainfully, and his figure flashed continuously, and two blurry afterimages seemed to appear in the open space. Assassins or thieves, of course, attack with one hit, and it must be done from the back, which is in line with their profession.
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The burst of fighting spirit and the surge of movement speed instantly brought Zhuoran to the back of Pat. What greeted him was a giant sword that had already been prepared.
"I already know your attack method!" Pat shouted proudly. He seemed to have seen Zhuoran being split in half by his giant sword. However, he was disappointed.
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhuoran's mouth, his black eyes flashed with a deep and sharp light, and he fiercely slashed towards the giant sword with two short space blades.
"laugh!"
The short space blade cut the giant sword into three pieces without any pressure, and the two pieces fell down weakly. One section of the sword hilt was held by Pat in fear.
"How is it possible..." Pat's last exclamation stopped abruptly because Zhuo Ran's short space blade had already scratched his neck.
Pat's head was cut off, the incision was smooth, and no trace of blood flowed out. Pat's head gently fell at the feet of the fat man Huang Yan, and his round eyes were full of disbelief, making Huang Yan take a step back in shock.
The whole body of death is dead, and the eyes of the dead are not closed.
The remaining three hundred or so members of the Huangyan Mercenary Group were so frightened that they didn't know what to do. They didn't dare to make the slightest move, they just stared and swallowed dryly.
"Is it so easy to block a magician in close combat?" Zhuo Ran whispered disdainfully. The short space blade came silently and left silently.