Fatty Qing'er nodded and moved forward.

Ye Yuxi and the others also followed behind the two of them.

"Meng Zhi, hand over your things obediently, and I can let you blood wolves go!"

"Dream! Dao San, don't think that you have an arena behind you to support you, I'm afraid of you."

Fatty and Qing'er walked in front. Fatty had sharp eyes and followed the voices to find the people talking on both sides.

"Boss, it's the blood wolf man I met in the inn!" The fat man turned his head and looked at Ye Yuxi with a questioning look, meaning whether to help or not.

Ye Yuxi nodded, and the blood wolf and the others had some impressions. Although the capable mercenaries were definitely not good people, at least they did not give him a bad impression, and it was okay to help.

After getting Ye Yuxi's password, Fatty and Qing'er no longer hid themselves, pulled out their weapons and joined the battlefield.

"Guys, why don't you do anything in broad daylight, give Fatty some face, how about stopping this matter today!" Fatty separated the two of them with a knife, temporarily interrupting the fight.

"Little brother!"

"none of your business!"

The leaders on both sides exit at the same time.

Blood Wolf's leading brother, Meng Zhi, naturally recognized Fatty, and it's rare to see a person who can throw out a first-grade elixir! So after more than two months, I recognized it at a glance.

The person known as Dao San started scolding directly, the kid in front of him didn't have all his hair, how could he save face? What kind of onion is he!

"Brother, keep your mouth clean, the Tianshan Mountains are not your backyard!" The fat man squinted his small eyes and stared at Dao San. This kid's mouth is too twitchy!

Meng Zhi said to the fat man: "Little brother, thank you for being able to take action on today's matter. The swordsman's strength is at the peak of the fourth level, and he is also a member of the arena. You should stay out of this muddy water. They are not easy to mess with."

"Hmph, if you know you can't offend me, just obediently hand over the green wood wolf skin. Master Dao, I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to kill." Dao San pointed at the fat man with a knife, and cursed arrogantly: "Where should you go, kid? It's none of your business!"

"Hehe." The fat man laughed angrily at Dao San's words, stretched his neck, held the cold light knife tightly in his hand, and grinned at Dao Sanyi: "I'll fuck you!"

With one strike, more than two months of training had paid off. The fat man almost turned into a phantom. Before Dao San could react in time, he was cut in half by the fat man, and he didn't even close his mouth.

A short silence!

"The fat man killed the eldest brother, and the brothers killed him!"

Dozens of Dao San's younger brothers saw their elder brother being killed, they were anxious for an instant, and slashed at the fat man with their knives.

"Do it!" Meng Zhi saw Dao San's younger brother rushing towards the fat man, and gave orders to the dozen or so brothers around him.

Swish Swish Swish!

Fatty naturally wouldn't stand still and wait for the other side to slash, he swung his saber to fight, and Qing'er also had a long sword in Yiheng's hand, and joined the battlefield to share the pressure with Fatty.

The situation in the arena is naturally one-sided, Dao San with the highest cultivation has already been slashed by the fat man, and the other little guys are naturally not opponents.

Ye Yuxi, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw the way. Fatty said it was fine, but something went wrong with Qing'er.

After more than two months of training, Qing'er's strength has also improved by leaps and bounds. Those gangsters can't hurt Qing'er, but Qing'er's long sword always avoids these people's vital points intentionally or unintentionally. The knife is fatal, and Qing'er is more likely to injure these people.

"It can't go on like this. Qing'er and Yeman have strength, but they don't have murderous aura. We have to find a way to do this." Ye Yuxi thought in his heart, murderous aura is a must for a killer.