Chapter 369: The price? I’m afraid you won’t be able to take it!
Looking at the chair that was rapidly enlarging in his eyes, the thin young mercenary's eyes showed a look of despair, and he was about to close his eyes and wait for death.
"Whoops!" However, at this moment, along with a cracking sound, a black shadow flashed quickly, and a black-robed young man came to him in an instant, with a dazzling khaki color flashing on his fist.
The light hit the chair hard.
"Bang!" A violent explosion sounded, and the chair was immediately smashed into pieces by the black-robed young man's punch, turning into debris and shooting away in all directions.
And the black-robed young man's fist continued to hit the second-level martial artist on the opposite side with unabated momentum.
"Junior Brother Yan, be careful." Seeing such a turn of events, the young man surnamed Meng stood up from his chair again and warned hurriedly, and immediately rushed forward in a flash.
The second-level martial artist didn't know that such a change would happen, and his expression suddenly changed. He quickly retreated and quickly deployed a layer of martial energy defense on his body.
It's just that the fist was almost at its extreme speed, and he couldn't dodge it at all. In an instant, the fist hit his chest with a ferocious force.
"Bang!"
"Crack!" A muffled sound suddenly sounded from the chest of the second-level martial artist, followed by a crisp sound of broken bones.
"Poof!!" The second-level martial artist's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was smashed and flew backwards.
"Junior Brother Yan!" The young man named Meng shouted and quickly rushed over to catch him.
I saw that the latter had already passed out and blood was flowing out of his mouth.
The young man surnamed Meng quickly grabbed the latter's arm and inspected it. After a quick inspection, his face became extremely gloomy and ugly.
He found that the second-level martial artist had suffered extremely serious injuries, and his sternum was almost completely broken. If he hadn't been rescued in time, his life would have been hard to save. And even if he could be rescued, it would be difficult for him to further his cultivation in the future.
"Senior Brother Meng, Senior Brother Meng!" Two young men from the Qianshan Mercenary Regiment who were originally fighting with the Wuyi Mercenary Regiment came to the side of the young man surnamed Meng.
This sudden change had already caused both sides to stop their actions. The members of the Wuyi Mercenary Group retreated behind the black-robed young man.
At this time, Zhou Lin and others also ran over in a hurry.
"Senior Brother, it's the First Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother and Miss Xuan'er who are here."
"I've met Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Miss Xuan'er!" When they saw Zhou Lin and others, the mercenaries suddenly beamed with joy and hurriedly saluted.
"Don't be too polite!" Zhou Lin said, and immediately turned his head, his eyes falling on the young man in black robe.
"Elder brother, who is that strong man?" A young mercenary with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walked up to Zhou Lin and asked.
"He is my master's new disciple, and he is also your little senior brother!" Zhou Lin said, and the young man in black robe is naturally Ling Yunfeng.
The structure of the Wuyi Mercenary Group is somewhat similar to that of the sect, so most of these mercenaries are students of the mercenary group. Zhou Lin, Wei Luo, and the fake Ling Yunfeng are the direct disciples of the group leader Su Wu. According to the rules, other mercenaries
All military students should call them Senior Brother.
"Ah! What? It's the leader's new disciple, our little senior brother!" Hearing this, everyone was suddenly surprised and looked quite shocked.
Immediately, his face was replaced by a look of joy. Ling Yunfeng had just severely injured a young man from the Qianshan Mercenary Group with one move, which had already shown his strength. More than ten of them were unable to do anything to each other, but they were beaten by this
The young senior brother was beaten to death with one move, which shows how strong the young senior brother is.
"Little senior brother is really strong."
"Yes, I knocked that guy down with one move." Everyone started talking.
"Well, the leader's new disciple is indeed very strong. That bastard from the Qianshan Mercenary Group is already a second-level martial artist. Even I can't do anything to him, but he was beaten by the leader's new disciple with one move.
I don’t know whether to live or die, I am afraid that the new disciple that the regiment leader has recruited must be at least a third-level martial artist or above." The leading mercenary said.
"What? Really?" After hearing this, everyone including Zhou Lin and others screamed in surprise, a little unbelievable.
Zhou Lin and others have never known Ling Yunfeng's specific cultivation level.
"Well, at least it's impossible for me to severely damage a second-level martial artist with one move." The leading mercenary continued.
"That's great, little senior brother is too strong." When the former was confirmed again, everyone suddenly became extremely ecstatic and excited.
"Yes, with little senior brother here, I can definitely teach those bastards a lesson today."
"Well, little senior brother, good job. Teach those bastards a lesson and seek justice for us." At this time, the young mercenary with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks shouted loudly.
"Yes, little senior brother, kill those bastards."
"Senior brother, beat the crap out of them."
"Senior Brother, deal with them hard, seek justice for us, and let them know the consequences of provoking our Wuyi Mercenary Group." The other mercenaries also shouted excitedly.
"Brother, come on!" Xiao Qianliu's face turned slightly red, and he also shouted sweetly to cheer up his brother.
Hearing the angry shouts behind him, Ling Yunfeng was slightly startled, and then gave a soft smile. He didn't expect that his popularity was so high.
"Senior Brother Meng, it's him, it's him. He was the one who killed Senior Brother Cheng and injured Senior Brother Han yesterday." At this time, the second-level warrior young man pointed at Ling Yunfeng and exclaimed to the young man named Meng, looking at Ling Yun.
Feng's eyes were still a little horrified.
"Help Junior Brother Yan go down and heal his wounds." After hearing this, the young man named Meng glanced at Ling Yunfeng with a cold gaze, and then handed the unconscious second-level martial artist young man in his arms to the three young men around him, and then turned around with a look on his face.
He stared at Ling Yunfeng gloomily and said: "Your Excellency, you are so ruthless!"
"Really? I feel like I'm being merciful. Do you think you guys are going to be very gentle?" Ling Yunfeng sneered, with a strange arc drawn at the corner of his mouth.
But what he said was true. He was indeed merciful, otherwise the second-level martial artist would have been a dead body long ago.
Yesterday, he heard Zhou Lin say that the Qianshan Mercenary Group was extremely powerful, stronger than the Wuyi Mercenary Group in its heyday a few years ago. His identity was sensitive at this time, so it was not easy to do too much.
, otherwise it will be difficult to do things in the future.
"Hmph, you killed and injured two of my junior brothers yesterday, and today you beat one of my junior brothers to such an important level again. No matter who you are, you must pay a price that is unbearable for you." The young man surnamed Meng said solemnly.
Killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Haha, the price? I'm willing to pay, but I'm afraid you won't be able to take it." Ling Yunfeng said with a faint smile, not taking the other party seriously at all.
After taking a closer look, he found that this young man's cultivation level was pretty good and he was already a fifth-level martial artist, but it was not enough to be seen in front of him.
At this time, Ling Yunfeng also made a plan. Although it is wise to be patient in everything, it seems a bit pedantic to be too patient to the point where some cats and dogs who don't know the so-called want to poop and urinate on your head.
Besides, a real man has things to do and things not to do. He should take action when it is time to do it and act casually, so as to not lose the true qualities of a man.
At this time, seeing that the mercenaries of the Wuyi Mercenary Group were being bullied like this, as their junior senior brother (although he was a fake one), it would be bad if he didn't do something.
Besides, there were so many people behind me cheering for me at this time. It was simply because of everyone's expectations. Naturally, I couldn't bear to disappoint everyone's good intentions.
"Boy, you will regret what you said, drink!" the young man surnamed Meng said, and immediately shouted, martial energy surged out of his body, and rushed towards Ling Yunfeng, just two or three meters away from the latter
At that moment, he swung his fist hard and hit the latter.
"Hoo!" The momentum of that fist was extremely fierce, and a harsh sound of breaking wind sounded in the air, and a strong wind blew up.
"Hmph!" Looking at the powerful fist, Ling Yunfeng sneered. A faint bloody light flashed from his right fist, and he punched out, clashing with the opponent's fist.
"Boom!" The two fists collided and separated as soon as they touched. There was a muffled sound suddenly, a ripple of air spread out from the point where the two fists touched, and immediately the two of them stepped backwards at the same time.
Ling Yunfeng only took three steps back gently to stabilize his body, while the young man surnamed Meng staggered back five or six steps. You can tell who is stronger and which is weaker at a glance.
"Where did this guy come from? He is so strong." The young man surnamed Meng looked ugly and thought to himself, but before he had time to think about it, Ling Yunfeng had already taken advantage of the victory and rushed towards him.
He had no choice but to rush forward with martial energy gushing out from his whole body, and the two of them immediately fought each other, engaging in fierce close combat.
The combat experience of the young man surnamed Meng was obviously not as good as that of Ling Yunfeng. Under the latter's fierce offensive, he could only block and dodge in a hurry, without any chance to fight back.
"Senior Brother, he is so powerful. Come on, Senior Brother, defeat him!"
"Wow! Well done, senior brother!"
"My little brother tortured that girl to death." Everyone in the Wuyi Mercenary Group cheered excitedly when they saw that their little brother had the upper hand.
The faces of the three young men from the Qianshan Mercenary Group on the opposite side were a little ugly. At this time, these people had stopped fighting because they all knew that the two people fighting in the field would decide the outcome today.
As long as these two people have a winner, there is basically no need for them to continue fighting.
"Where did this kid come from? How can he be so strong at such a young age? He seems to be stronger than Senior Brother Meng!" The young man who was a third-level martial artist said with a gloomy expression.
"I think this kid is definitely not as young as he appears. He must have used some beauty-preserving drugs, otherwise he wouldn't be so talented." The young man with the ninth-level warrior cultivation said, although the facts are before his eyes.
He still didn't want to believe it, and would rather find an excuse to comfort himself.
Not only are their talents among the group, but they are also said to be top-notch within a radius of a hundred miles, and today a kid with talents dozens of times better than them actually appeared.