More than 300 meters away, Xiao Jiang stood beside the sunken gravel forest and pointed at a mercenary lying in a pool of blood underground.
The mercenary was shot in two places in the chest. Xiao Jiang analyzed that he was killed by a submachine gun shot from a long distance. However, this was still not the mercenary who hit the candy, because the weapon beside him was not a rifle.
"Continue the search, there are still four mercenaries hiding in the woods."
Sun Zuojun looked at the position, pointed in one direction, and followed here. This road was a straight line distance from the border.
"Yes! Chief!"
Xiao Jiang put away his gun, turned around and took the lead in a trot. I glanced at the mercenary's body and followed the others forward.
Chujiu, who was walking in front of me, suddenly moved his ears, turned around and pushed me away, followed by a burst of shooting.
"What kind of warrior king is this? He ran away without killing anyone."
The mercenary I originally thought was a corpse was now dead. But compared to before, he had an extra pistol in his hand. He had actually deceived Sun Zuojun and his wife by pretending to be dead.
"Nephew, you look at me a little strange."
Sun Zuojun glared at me. The mercenary was indeed dead before, and his actions just now should have been controlled by the wizard.
This explanation is indeed very credible. The wizards in Southeast Asia must have collected the carrier on the mercenary in advance. After the mercenary dies, the body will carry out the wizard's instructions.
Fortunately, he was discovered by Chujiu. If he was a member of Wan Li's first group, he might have been tricked once.
"No! Hurry!"
When I called out, the others also reacted, and everyone speeded up and ran along the path.
"Chief, here!"
Xiao Jiang stood next to the corpse of another mercenary a hundred meters away, waving to us.
"Xiao Jiang, watch behind you!"
Chujiu yelled to remind Xiao Jiang that under the eyes opened by Sun Zuojun, my eyesight was indescribably good. I could clearly see the corpse of the mercenary behind Xiao Jiang. I closed my eyes and mechanically raised it with one hand.
The rifle was being aimed at Xiaojiang's head from bottom to top.
Chujiu raised his submachine gun and aimed desperately. At this shooting angle, he was afraid of accidentally injuring Xiao Jiang, so he hurriedly ran aside.
"Look behind the horse! Look behind!"
I made a trumpet shape with my hands, and when Chujiu finished speaking, I shouted at Xiao Jiang again.
Xiao Jiang realized something and turned around with a surprised expression. As soon as his arm instinctively raised his submachine gun, a cold light drifted past him.
Xiao Jiang was instantly petrified, and the submachine gun in his hand was cut into two pieces. The corpse of the mercenary who was holding the rifle and preparing to shoot at Xiao Jiang flew away from the corpse with the gun and arms.
"Tu tu tu tu tu tu~"
At this time, Chujiu found the best shooting position. With the sound of gunfire, the body of the mercenary who had lost his arm began to shake.
After a brief shock, I realized what had happened at that moment.
When she looked back at Chief Wanran, she was doing a sword dance with the long sword in her hand, and casually inserted the long sword into the scabbard.
"Sword Qi?"
I don’t know if Xiaojiang saw the substantial white sword energy in his eyes. In the state of the Sky Eye, I only saw a white line of air similar to lightning floating past Xiaojiang’s side, and then something like this appeared.
One scene.
"Sword spirit is a piece of shit!"
A speechless smile appeared on Wan Ran's face, as if she heard something particularly funny. She rolled her eyes at me charmingly and said, "Come over quickly."
When we came to Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang was trembling all over and stared blankly at the half-section of the submachine gun in his hand. The front barrel of the submachine gun had been neatly cut off.
Chujiu patted Xiao Jiang on the shoulder, and Xiao Jiang slumped to the ground. The moment he saw the enemy mercenary's finger pulling the trigger, he thought he was going to die.
As a result, a demonic wind suddenly drifted around him, and his submachine gun and the enemy mercenaries were blown into two pieces by the demonic wind.
Sure enough, Xiaojiang didn't see the white sword energy. I happened to see Chief Wanran roll his eyes when he heard Xiaojiang say Yaofeng.
"Do you know what just happened?"
Xiao Jiang finally calmed down and his teeth stopped chattering when he spoke.
Chujiu handed his submachine gun to Xiao Jiang and put his arm around Xiao Jiang's shoulders. It was Chief Wanran who came to save him.
When he heard that it was Chief Wanran who took action, Xiao Jiang instantly returned to normal and let out a long breath. Since it was Chief Wanran, he felt relieved. He thought that the wizard from Southeast Asia was going to kill him but he failed.
Chujiu kicked the mercenary's arm away and picked up the rifle next to him. It was better to use the rifle. The submachine gun's trigger hooked a magazine and all the bullets were fired.
Xiaojiang pressed the button on the side of the submachine gun, and pulled the trigger twice in the distance. There were two "chunk" sounds, which could be set to burst fire.
"The rifle is easy to aim but isn't it brutal?"
Chujiu rolled her eyes at Xiao Jiang, ran to Sun Zuojun's side, and called "Master Uncle" with a wicked smile on his face.
"Look at you, kid, you have nothing to talk about."
Sun Zuojun slapped Chujiu on the forehead and told Chujiu to shut up and remain silent.
Chujiu curled her lips and told everyone to continue on their way, and trotted up to my side, muttering in a low voice that no wonder his uncle was so afraid of his wife, it turned out that his aunt was really much better than him.
"On the ninth day of the lunar month, was the light that Chief Wanran sent out just now the sword energy?"
The only word I can think of is sword energy, which is a word I learned from the martial arts novel Zhang Feng lent me.
Chujiu glanced at Chief Wanran secretly and scolded me in a low voice for being an idiot. How low-grade the sword energy was. The evil wind that Xiao Jiang said was more lovable than my sword energy. The move that Chief Wanran just performed was called fighting spirit.
When sword energy is cultivated to the extreme, it mutates into a substantial form called spiritual energy. When spiritual energy is cultivated to the extreme, it can be called fighting energy. Fighting energy is indestructible. It is possible to split a car into two pieces with one sword.
"Little Chief, did you just say Yaofeng?"
Xiaojiang, who was leading the way, suddenly turned around. Chujiu said nothing to him and ignored him. Xiaojiang muttered speechlessly that he had not offended the young leader. A rifle was easier to aim than a submachine gun.
I suppressed a smile and rolled my eyes at Chujiu. Xiaojiang told me that you didn't realize that the submachine gun can switch to burst mode. How can you be so petty?
"On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, what should the attack wave that Sharp sends out during the battle be called?"
On the ninth day of the lunar month, I learned a lot about Chief Wanran’s fighting spirit. I began to wonder what kind of energy Ivan Qiao, who had a higher level of cultivation than Chief Wanran, used.
"It's also a case of vindictiveness."
Chujiu told me that it is recorded in the books that the most basic requirement for becoming an Earth Immortal is to cultivate fighting spirit. Chief Wan Ran has only practiced swordsmanship throughout his life, and his attainments in swordsmanship are no less than those of an Earth Immortal.
In addition to martial arts, Ivan Qiao also has superb attainments in practical fields. The key criterion for becoming an Earth Immortal is the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. Many people just can't pass this level.