Yumen Young Master

Chapter 19 Golden Guards VS Swordsman Mercenaries
Compared with ordinary lucky bags, shrinking life bags are special in that they can hold living things and have breathing space inside, such as humans and beasts.

Beasts can also be divided into good beasts and evil beasts. Most of the good beasts can live in harmony with humans, while most of the evil beasts are against humans. Different continents also have different beasts. For example, the most common beast on the Quicksand Continent It is a sand beast, which takes the shape of sand and has the life characteristics of eating, drinking and lazing.

Therefore, there are also special shrinking animal bags that can be used to hold animals, but the price of shrinking animal bags is much cheaper than shrinking life bags.

However, good things like shrink bags are relatively rare in the Quicksand Continent, because the Quicksand Continent is an extremely barren place, and many rare treasures are quite scarce. Quite precious.

Seeing Zhan Yang who has such a treasure, there are twelve more mercenaries suddenly, and I don’t know how many people are in the bag, cold sweat broke out on Mo Fanyu’s forehead, and his back was as stiff as a bamboo pole. , I don't know how to deal with it.

Relying on the strength and prestige of the Mo family, he has always been domineering and arrogant. He is used to being flattered and flattered. Anyone who dared to oppose him was beaten to the ground. No one has ever dared to openly confront him. Challenging.

However, the person who openly challenged him now obviously has a certain strength, and he feels a little unable to resist.

Seeing the swordsmen and mercenaries coming out of Zhan Yang's shrinking life bag, Yu Liuhuan's eyes narrowed, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes. It turns out that he has brought so many mercenaries, and there is no shortage of bodyguards at all. , then he hired himself to protect him, which is not the real purpose.

In the blink of an eye, facing the twelve golden-clothed guards of the Mo family, stood twelve tall, burly and indifferent swordsmen. The swordsmen held long swords in their hands. All of them had expressionless faces, and their whole bodies were cold and frightening.

"Second Young Master Mo, can we start?"

Zhan Yang raised his eyebrows, and looked at Mo Fanyu, the second youngest of the Mo family, who was arrogant and arrogant before, but now he was showing no respect.

Today, he will let this uneducated brat who doesn't care about his brother's affection, experience what it means to have someone beyond others, and a sky beyond the sky!

"Yes... yes." Mo Fanyu's tongue was tied, his complexion gradually turned pale, and the lackeys behind him clearly felt Mo Fanyu's fear and worry, and they became silent and gloomy for a while.

The twelve golden-clothed guards and the twelve swordsmen faced each other in an instant, and in an instant, the situation changed dramatically, and quicksand flew into the sky. The golden-clothed guards mainly used quicksand sword skills, supplemented by formations, and it seemed that they had undergone systematic training.

And Zhan Yang's swordsmen and mercenaries held high-quality swords made of tempered steel in both hands, each of them had their own unique sword skills, and they looked more like stragglers.

From the perspective of both sides, the gold-clothed guards have the upper hand, but in terms of the sharpness of the sword, Zhan Yang's mercenaries must have the advantage.

Because the Quicksand Continent does not have a steel factory, it is impossible to mass-produce steel weapons. Even the Mo family, the largest family, cannot obtain too many steel swords. On the contrary, the swordsmen and mercenaries from the Devil's Pill City came with steel swords. The Devil's Pill City is mainly made of stone, and it is rich in iron ore. A steel weapon fit for a swordsman.

Comprehensive analysis shows that the two sides are evenly matched. On one side is the flying sand, and the quicksand sword controlled by mental power is flying around. On the other side, the steel sword reflects the scorching sun in the sky and emits a frightening light.

The golden quicksand rays of light collided with the white steel, making a deafening roar. A sword fight, the two sides quickly entangled with each other.

For other experienced people from the Quicksand Continent, this is simply a visual feast to increase their knowledge. Few of the swordsmen who have lived on the Quicksand Continent for generations actually own a sword made of steel. Maybe there is only one sword in a family. Two such swords, moreover, only the most authoritative people in the family can have them.

Today, I saw a grand confrontation between the golden-clothed guards of the Mo family who have the most powerful quicksand sword skills on the Quicksand Continent, and the swordsman mercenaries with steel castings and whose identities are unknown.

The quicksand sword flying in the air can freely change its shape, but its cohesion and explosive power are obviously not as good as the steel sword, and it was quickly defeated.

A quarter of an hour later, the twelve gold-clothed guards were all defeated without exception, and the twelve swordsmen and mercenaries swung their knives and chopped off their heads.

The sand wolves hidden underground swarmed up, licked the blood of the golden guards, opened their bloody mouths, dragged them into the sand, and slowly enjoyed them.

"This this……"

"how come?"

"..." The people around were so shocked that they covered their mouths and were speechless for a moment.

The swordsmen and mercenaries won with an overwhelming advantage, trampling the dignity of the Mo family under their feet. The others couldn't tell what kind of mood they were in, but they were all shocked. The status of the Mo family was affected. A naked threat, are you going to shake it?

Mo Fanyu's face was pale, and his mind was dizzy for a moment, as if he suddenly lost his support. His chest was oppressed and heavy. Behind him, an old man patted his shoulder lightly, signaling him to calm down.

Mo Fanyu immediately calmed down, tried to calm down his mood, raised his eyes to look at Zhan Yang, and asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

"It's just an unknown person." Zhan Yang flicked his sleeves and sat down next to Liu Huan again, with an indifferent expression.

"I don't know if your Excellency would like to join my Mo family's command, jointly dominate the Quicksand Continent, control the Quicksand World, and eat delicious food and drink spicy food together, how about it?"

The cold light flashed in Mo Fanzheng's eyes, huh... It's this kind of deceiving trick again. I don't know how many heroes who entered the Quicksand Continent were fascinated by this so-called bright future, and finally died in Mo's house The gloomy tomb of heroes, filled with white bones, died with unsettled eyes.

This is not an invitation for friendship at all, but an invitation for death. If Zhan Yang really agrees, it will be bad. He just wanted to remind him, but the man said slowly: "Not so good."

Zhan Yang glanced at Mo Fanyu with a sneer, and refused decisively. How can someone who bullies and humiliates his own cousin sincerely treat his friends?He likes to make friends, but he doesn't make all kinds of friends. He doesn't care about Mo Fanyu.

Seeing the other party's firm attitude, Mo Fanyu didn't persuade him any more, but today, the Mo family lost all face and had to get it back. Otherwise, how would the Mo family gain a foothold on the Quicksand Continent in the future?I am afraid that cats and dogs can come to provoke.

(End of this chapter)