Young Master Yun

Hearing Zhao Long's exclamation, the wretched man behind the middle-aged man smiled smugly: "What, are you afraid? If you hand them over now, I can still let you live."

The wretched man knows very well that although he has absolute strength on his side, Zhao Long's side is also good. Once a dispute arises, even if they can win the final victory, I'm afraid they will have to pay a lot. The price, such a price, even he can't accept it, if the damage is too serious, I'm afraid the vice president will not easily bypass him when he goes back.

Zhao Long gritted his teeth and said, "You are daydreaming!"

"Overestimate yourself!" The wretched man waved his hand, and the middle-aged man's eyes flashed coldly, and he rushed towards Zhao Long with his fists waving.

On some of the whitened fists, bursts of dazzling golden light made Zhao Long's eyes feel cold, Zhao Long let out a yell, and swung his tightly clenched fists fiercely.

boom!

Zhao Long took a few steps back with a pale complexion, and the men around the middle-aged man also made a sudden move at this moment, but the difference in strength between them was not too far away. The dead branches and leaves on the ground are also rolled up in the sky.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and kept waving his fists, colliding with Zhao Long's continuously, making a low crackling sound.

bang bang bang...

The continuous impact finally made Zhao Long unable to resist and flew upside down.

The scene also fell silent at this moment. Everyone saw this scene. The faces of the members of the Iron Blood Mercenary Corps also suddenly became desperate. The fire was completely extinguished.

"Are we really going to be buried here?" Yanzi and the others were very unwilling.

The middle-aged man looked coldly at Zhao Long who was lying on the ground and struggling to stand up. After sighing, he punched down hard with his golden fist without hesitation.

The members of the Jagged Mercenary Corps couldn't bear to watch it any longer, while the members of the Sirius Society looked at Zhao Long with wicked smiles, and they seemed to know the outcome of the next scene without even thinking about it.

The golden light swept away with the taste of death, and a group of people from the Sirius Society had a hint of disdain in their eyes. Too many lives died under their hands like this, no matter whether the opponent was a local hooligan or a good person, As long as they don't meet the eyes of the guild leader, they will get rid of each other without hesitation. This approach also makes other gangs in the city keep a respectful distance from the Sirius Society.

The moment the pale fist was about to hit Zhao Long's forehead, a powerful hand grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist. The middle-aged man's face changed, and the strength in his hand increased again. But as his strength continued to increase, the strength on that wrist also became stronger and stronger. In the end, the middle-aged man's fist could not go any further.

"Who... are you?" The middle-aged man raised his head with difficulty, and saw a handsome face. Fragments of sunlight hit the other person's face, making him a little dazed.

The people fighting at the side were stunned when they saw this scene, and immediately the members of the Sirius Society surrounded Yun Hao.

"Boy, I advise you not to meddle in your own business. If you offend the Sirius Society in this area of ​​Wanmao Mall, you will be tantamount to asking for your own death!" Playing with it in his hand, the dagger was shining brightly, causing Yunhao's eyes to narrow slightly.

"Brother, is it you?!" Zhao Long struggled to sit up, and his tiger eyes were shining with excitement. He once saw Yun Hao displaying his supernatural power in front of the mountain stream in Tianfury Forest. Hao is obviously much worse, as long as Yun Hao is willing to help them, then they have a chance to escape.

Seeing this scene, the other members of the Jagged Mercenary Corps felt the flame of hope that had been extinguished in their hearts rise again. They stood there looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of them, and suddenly felt the sun shining on this not-so-familiar young man. His not-so-handsome face reflected a breathtaking charm.

"What if I have to take care of it?" Yun Hao glanced coldly at the wretched man. The wretched man felt the cold light in Yun Hao's eyes, and felt a little cold in his heart, but Yun Hao didn't seem to be healed yet. At 20 years old, even if a person of this age has extraordinary talent, he is only at the level of a ninth-level swordsman. As for why he was able to block the thunder strike of the middle-aged man, he ignored it.

"I said, that's suicide!" The wretched man's face gradually darkened, and then he waved his hand again, and dozens of big men rushed up.

Yun Hao held the middle-aged man's wrist and grasped the vital gate of his pulse, which made him sweat and dare not move rashly. Yun Hao snorted coldly, and kicked the middle-aged man away with one kick.

Dozens of men roared and rushed forward, some of them even pulled out their waist knives and slashed at Yunhao. In their opinion, it was too casual to cut someone on their own territory.

The corner of Yunhao's mouth curled into a strange arc, and then he coldly glanced at the people who rushed up. These people are all at the level of swordsmen, even if they are placed in the army of the Luoyue Empire, they are outstanding. Unexpectedly The guys are willing to bully the weak and fear the strong, and do evil in this land. Today, they are afraid that they will have to pay the price for their actions.

Yun Hao's figure suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly appeared in front of one of the men. His speed was so fast that just as the man's pupils shrank slightly, he felt a tyrannical force in his abdomen It hit straight up, and then it flew more than ten meters away like a kite with a broken string. Yun Hao hit the man flying, and his figure kept moving. A short figure came to the back of the swordsman, Yun Hao sent his elbow to the back without hesitation, and there was a clear bone cracking sound behind him, and the footsteps flickered again, Yun Hao Hao appeared in front of the next man with a strange smile. This man's face was already filled with fear and shock, and nothing happened at all for a while.

boom!

Another man turned into an eagle soaring in the sky, and flew out straight, but after flying for a while, he fell into a bush, without a trace of the heroic posture that had just soared into the sky, and turned backwards with his buttocks. It fell into the bushes in the style of falling geese on the flat sand.

Fear finally flashed across the eyes of the wretched man. He knew that the strength of this guy in front of him was definitely not an ordinary swordsman. He might even be able to compete with the elders in the meeting.

His eyes flickered a few times, and the wretched man grabbed a person beside him, looked at Yun Hao and threw it away. He had already floated two feet away, and wanted to escape in the direction of Wanshang City.

"Benefactor, he wants to run!" Seeing that the guy who suffered a thousand knives wanted to run away, Xue'er yelled angrily. As for the word "benefactor", she didn't think much about it. After all, Zhao Long When the person came back, he would tell her in detail about the origin of the blood of this blood monster.

Yun Hao glanced at Xue'er, then looked at the running back of the wretched man, smiled coldly, his body shook slightly, and turned into a stream of light and shot towards the wretched man.

The wretched man felt the strong wind coming from behind him, and a look of panic appeared on his face, and his pale face finally turned into a ruthless look.

"Ah!" With a loud shout, the wretched man's eyes turned red, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bright red, and then his speed suddenly increased a lot.

Yun Hao, who was chasing him, had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "Interesting, there is a secret method to increase the speed. It turns out that this kid still has such a treasure."

Yun Hao stepped on the ground with his feet again, and Yun Hao's speed suddenly increased a lot. In a blink of an eye, he reached the point where he was shoulder to shoulder with that wretched man.

The wretched man's eyes were tearing apart, and he regretted what he did just now. I really didn't expect that this iron-blooded mercenary group would even know this sword master-level figure. This time it was a failure.

Immediately, a trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and his speed slowly slowed down.

Suddenly, a group of people came out from the mouth of the mountain stream, and the eyes of the wretched man who had been a bit sluggish suddenly lit up, and the vitality that had been extinguished in his body rose again.

"Elder Zhao, save me!"

Hearing the cries of the wretched man, Yun Hao also noticed an old man in gray in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Third-tier sword master? Hehe, it's getting more and more fun."