Wu Yuanhua, Jing Yuande and Qiu Xiao were shocked.
Indeed, a prefecture-level mercenary group is indeed very powerful. In fact, the members of Zhang Chenglei's mission this time are just the tip of the iceberg of the independent regiment.
The three looked at each other. They also knew the terrifyingness of a prefecture-level mercenary group, but now that they have surrounded them, they are already offended.
Thinking of this, the three quickly communicated in the voice of the divine consciousness.
Soon the three of them discussed it, and then the three of them looked at Zhang Chenglei with their unkind eyes almost at the same time.
Zhang Chenglei was not stupid either. Seeing the three people's unkind eyes, he snorted in his heart and cursed badly.
"kill!"
Don't do it and don't stop. Now that you have offended, you can only kill the trouble in the cradle.
Thinking of this, Wu Yuanhua waved his hand, and immediately, many monks from Hell Castle killed the members of the Blood-spilled Independent Group.
In the blink of an eye, the two parties saw a battle together.
A Hell Fort monk who had just stepped into the Nascent Soul Stage came to the front eye at 12 o'clock and wanted to sneak attack a member of the Blood Spilled Independence Group, but was changed by an infant of the Blood Spilled Group The group members found that the long spear in their hands actually killed the Yuan Yingqi monk from Hell Fort on the spot.
At three o'clock.
Dozens of Hell Castle monks rushed to an eye, and they all had weapons in their hands, but their weapons were of very low grade, and the highest was only Tier 5.
Because of the close combat, and the many people around him, the monks in Hell Castle didn't dare to use large-scale and difficult-to-control tactics, so basically the two parties used cold weapons in close combat by default.
The two men and horses fought each other, but the leaders of the two men faced each other.
"Who of you want to go?"
Wu Yuanhua asked the two behind him without looking back.
He saw Zhang Chenglei's strength at a glance, only the poor middle stage of the fit was still the kind that had just broken through.
So Wu Yuanhua lost interest in fighting Zhang Chenglei.
"Let me do it."
Qiu Xiao stood up, and he felt that Zhang Chenglei's strength was comparable to his own.
As a result, the young man's militant heart attacked.
However, Qiu Xiao took a step forward, and Zhang Chenglei was unmoved. He was worried that this was Hell Castle's plan to adjust the tiger away from the mountain.
"Why, don't you dare?"
Qiu Xiao was a little unhappy.
Zhang Chenglei remained unmoved.
"If this is the case, then I will force you to take action."
After finishing speaking, Qiu Xiao pinched the technique, and an axe made of flames blasted towards a group of blood-spattered members beside Zhang Chenglei.
This attack contained half of Qiu Xiao's strength. And the strongest among the group of blood sprinkling members was only in the middle stage of Void Refining, and couldn't stop it at all.
"mean!!!"
Zhang Chenglei could not ignore the death of his team members, but he did not act.
Therefore, Zhang Chenglei moved.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Chenglei came to the group of members, an axe appeared out of thin air in his hands, and he slashed forward hard, splitting the axe made of flames.
But Zhang Chenglei's figure stepped back a few steps before standing still.
"So strong!"
Zhang Chenglei was horrified, and at the same time he couldn't help showing worry.
He could see that the young man who fought with him was the lowest among the three and the lowest in strength, so what about their boss? Will the employer in the carriage be that person's opponent?
"Give you a chance, as long as you fight with me, I will not attack your team members."
"it is good!"
Zhang Chenglei didn't even think about it. He distanced himself from the group members, and he had no doubt about Qiu Xiao's words.
This was not because Zhang Chenglei was confident that he could intercept the attack before reaching the group members, but because a strong man would not even bother to attack a weak monk unless that person provokes himself.
As soon as they finished speaking, 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 couldn't stop them.
Since there is no way to stop it, then it can only be resigned to destiny.
As the two moved away, Wu Yuanhua and Jing Yuande looked at the two dozens of miles away.
The vision of the monk during the fit period is very terrifying, as long as there is no obstruction, even looking at a small ant thousands of kilometers away is very easy.
"Take out your weapon."
Zhang Chenglei didn't want his opponent to involve his team members because he lost, so he reminded.
"No, I can't use weapons against you."
Qiu Xiao made a combat checker, and then quickly pinched the tactics with the fingers of both hands. In an instant, several translucent energy crashed into Zhang Chenglei.
Zhang Chenglei's expression changed, and his figure quickly went back, and an energy ball had no time to turn and hit the ground.
Suddenly, a huge pit was blown up on the ground, and dust flew up in the air, blocking the sight 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 of them collided with each other, they would cause a magnitude 7 or 8 wind, which caused the surrounding trees to stagger, and the close ones were directly uprooted.
The battle between the two combined periods also attracted the attention of the two children in the gorgeous carriage.
The strength of the two is not high, only around the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, so they clap their hands even more to see the battle of the strong in the fit period.
"Grandpa San, who do you think is stronger among those two?"
The young man stuck his head out, only relying on his strength to barely see who is who, as for how to fight, he couldn't see clearly.
"Grandpa, how long can you hold on to them?"
Obviously, the two children have not yet entered the society, and they are still in a state of ignorance about some things.
The old man closed his eyes and listened, shook his head and said nothing. Divine consciousness has been observing the entire battlefield.
Several times, members of the Blood Sprinkle Independence Group almost died in the hands of the monks in the Hell Castle, but at a critical time, the old man secretly used his spiritual knowledge to temporarily affect the spirit of the Hell Castle monks, making the members of the Blood Sprinkle Independence Group survive.
At the same time, Yang Fan rode Amethyst Wings to the back of the team, took a look, and stopped.
"Master, do you want me to help?"
Ice Emperor Haibo host.
"No need, as long as we don't take action against us, don't make extravagance."
"Yes!"
After Yang Fan finished speaking, he lay directly on the back of the amethyst winged lioness and fell asleep.
As the two of Yang Fan approached, the fifteen monks in the Void Refining Period guarding the gorgeous carriage found two and a beast, followed by the members of the Blood Spilled Independent Group, and finally the monks of the Hell Castle.
"Two more here, kill!"
A brawny man with a mustache screamed and killed a dozen or so infantile monks.
