Chapter 742

For this mercenary team, they have hatred and fear in their hearts.

What kind of team can have such terrible fighting power? Now, seeing that the mercenary has restrained their master as soon as he takes the lead, the killers who thought they had the upper hand in this trip can't help but flinch at this moment.

"More than a hundred people have died. Can't you be quiet for a while?" Downing's lips slightly curved, squinted and said, "if you want to die, I can help you, but how do you know we are here?"

Those psychic killers didn't speak, but just stared at the deep sword in his hand. The blade of the sword pressed down to his neck, and the wound was deeper and the blood flowed more.

"No?" Tang Ning voice slightly raised, lips slightly raised, the next moment, the sword in hand a turn, directly cut off.

"Ah

A shrill scream suddenly rang out. The middle-aged man who had been captured was pale, and his body trembled. He bent down and half knelt down. However, his whole right hand was cut off from his shoulder and flew out bloody.

The killers in black were shocked. They couldn't believe that the young mercenary cut off an arm shoulder to shoulder, which was neat but cruel. Even they were not as good as themselves.

"Who told you we were here?" She asked again, as if she hadn't seen the blood of the place, calm enough to make people tremble.

The middle-aged man bit his teeth, turned his pale face, and looked at the mercenary on the other side with sinister eyes. In a gloomy voice, he asked, "who are you?"

He didn't believe that a small mercenary could hold him down, not to mention that a small mercenary could make him even have no chance to fight back, and even suppressed him all the time. The pressure and momentum were not felt by others, but he clearly felt it!

The prestige of the foundation Builder!

The mercenary on the side of his body has the strength of a foundation building monk!

No wonder, no wonder he came out with 152 people, but the whole army was destroyed and no one survived. It turned out that he was the foundation Builder!

However, there are only a few foundation building friars in the land of mortals. Where does this little mercenary come from?

"A dead man, no need to know."

See ask what to come, her hand move, sword across middle-aged man's neck, instantly took his life. At the same time, the voice of fighting was heard from the outside, and it was obvious that situ and them had arrived.

Looking at the middle-aged man's body a stiff, stuffy hum, his eyes fell on the ground and broke his breath, more than a dozen psychic killers suddenly turned pale.

It's really frightening to see the mercenaries killing like chickens. The owners of the Juesha pavilion are all dead. Can they live?

"Say, how do you get the news? I can leave you a whole body. " Tang Ning said in a slow voice and walked forward, with a steady pace, but without any reason to produce a strong pressure.

"Yes, it was a message from the Cai family..." Perhaps because of his coercion and means, a spiritual master couldn't hold on and said, while the whole person was sitting on the ground.

Hearing this, Tang Ning's eyes flashed slightly, the corner of his lips pulled, the sword in his hand was thrown into the air, the sword flew out, and the sword sharp wheezed across the neck of those people. The speed was so fast that even the scream did not ring out.