Liu Yong waved his hand, and a group of men behind him immediately rushed forward.

Looking at the opposite two with a sullen face, his voice was extremely cold and said: "Kill them both to Lao Tzu!"

The twelve people behind them showed their weapons and waved at Ye Yun and He Ming.

"Ah!!" He Ming shouted sharply, and also pulled out his saber.

Ye Yun did not dare to neglect, and immediately swung his sword to defend.

...Boom!

For a time, the two sides didn't talk too much, and started the fight directly!

Ye Yun and He Ming fought fiercely. The opponent's highest master level was comparable to He Ming's strength, but due to the large number of opponents and the disparity between two to twelve, they were defeated before long.

"Boom! Boom..."

Ye Yun was flanked back and forth by two people at the same time and knocked to the ground.

"Ye Yun! Ah!!!" He Ming was furious when he saw Ye Yun was badly hurt.

"Boom!" The spiritual power on his body soared instantly!

"Drink!" The sharp sword in his hand swept across, swiping at the opposite group of people, and the next moment, it went straight to Ye Yun.

I saw blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were dizzy.

Before He Ming could think about it, he immediately took out the pill bottle in his arms, hurriedly opened it and poured out a pill for him to take.

When Liu Yong saw it, the corners of his mouth sneered deeper, "Huh~ against my Gray Wolf mercenary group! This is the end!"

When saying this, swept around in a circle if pointed.

The other mercenary groups around, listening to my heart are very uncomfortable, some of them have anger in their eyes, but they have a trace of helplessness...

In the encounter between Ye Yun and He Ming, no one was around to help. Perhaps some were too weak to help, and some were afraid of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, and some were completely gloating.

Liu Yong was a little impatient and shouted again: "You trash! Can you speed it up!"

Among the twelve, several of them suffered injuries of varying degrees. At this time, they rushed towards Ye Yun and He Ming with a more ugly face.

"Hold on!" There was a sharp shout suddenly.

"Boom bang bang!"

At the same time, the attacks of a group of people were blocked.

A middle-aged man in a dark gray gown appeared, standing in between the two sides.

The other party said in a deep voice: "It's hard work and hard work. Your Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps is doing too much!"

Liu Yong sneered: "Oh~Who is this uncle? It turned out to be Yu Musheng? Why? Not convinced? Do you think only a few of your Xinghai Mercenary Corps have beaten so many of us? You Xinghai, isn't it? The previous Xinghai! Hahaha!"

When He Ming saw the person who appeared, he shouted in surprise: "Uncle Yu!"

Uncle Yu glanced at him, "Well, it's okay, just keep Ye Yun, and leave it to me!" He turned his head and looked at Liu Yong on the opposite side coldly, "Even if our Xinghai Mercenary Group is not as good as before. Yes, but you will not be bullied at will! What if you are a little stronger than me? Humph! Since you are so aggressive, then you can fight to death and live!"

Huh...in an instant, his body surged!

Looking at the person on the opposite side with cold eyes, his hands were raised, and spiritual power **** condensed on his palms.

Liu Yong stared at each other with cold eyes, and his opponent shouted: "Retreat, let this uncle meet him in person!"

Pulling out the saber on his side, he also lifted his spiritual power to the sword.

The battle is on the verge!

"It's going to be ripe! The spirit grass is ripe!" Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from the surrounding crowd.

The people watching by the side were immediately excited when they heard this shout, including Liu Yong.

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