"Xiao Qiang, you're still young. You haven't even married your daughter-in-law, and I'm in my 60s and 70s. I've experienced everything. I was natural and unrestrained in Cuihua building a few days ago... I have no regrets for my death!"

Looking at Xiao Qiang, who was still firm, old Liu pushed Xiao Qiang directly, but he didn't.

"No, I can't go!" Xiao's stubborn donkey temper came up again.

Just at this time, there was a chill. With the chill, a sharp and cold voice suddenly sounded: "you, no one can run away, Gaga......"

Xiao Qiang and Liu Lao hurried out of the hall to see dozens of corpses lying in the yard. They are servants in the headquarters who can't cultivate Xuanqi.

In the yard, a man with white hair and white eyes came over with a sneer, but he was not Zhao Leng.

"Zhao Leng, do you still know me?"

Looking at Zhao Leng holding the ghost flag, old Liu knew there was no way back, even if he shouted a fierce drink.

"Yo, who am I? Isn't this old Liu? I remember you held me when I was a child? Ha ha......" Zhao Leng smiled, but it was obvious that there was a knife in the smile.

"I hope you can sell me a face and let the head go..."

"Shut up, you old man. Why should I give you face? All the people in the headquarters of the fire refining mercenary regiment are going to die today. None of them will stay!"

One interrupted Liu Lao's words, and Zhao Leng's face was more angry.

Zhao Leng is a wolf, a ruthless white eyed wolf, a murderous wolf!

"Presumptuous!"

Old Liu jumped up, drew his knife in the air, and fiercely cleaved at Zhao Leng, with the intention of giving Zhao Leng a fatal blow with lightning!

But the sword that had been with him for decades was directly broken by Zhao Leng, clean and neat.

After all, Liu Lao is only the sixth floor of the empty step, while Zhao Leng has reached the tenth floor of the empty step!

The cultivation gap between the two is too big!

"For the sake of holding me when you were a child, I'll take you away myself!"

Zhao Leng took away the ghost flag in his hand, and there seemed to be a terrible mysterious fluctuation on his pale hands!

There is no doubt that if Zhao Leng goes on, even if Liu has ten lives, he will explain here.

But old Liu has neither fear nor regret. He can die for the fire refining mercenary regiment. He deserves his death and dies great!

"Commander Zhuang, the old man did his best!"

Liu Lao has even closed his eyes, and his voice is quite tragic.

A dull sound of "bang" suddenly sounded, very strong!

Liu Lao did not wait for his own death.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a standing figure in front of him.

The figure surprised him!

"Young master ye, you're here!"

Old Liu almost trembled and asked this sentence. His body was a little staggered, and his face was full of no and additional excitement.

Ye Yun spent a few days in the fire refining mercenary regiment. Of course he knew it.

"Young master, young Xia Leng, you are all here."

Liu Laoxuan was more and more excited when he saw Xiaoye and others coming together.

On the contrary to Liu's excitement, after seeing ye Yun and others, Zhao Leng's face became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He never thought that the whole fire refining mercenary regiment would be destroyed soon, but he killed three little guys on the way.

However, he didn't have much fear in his heart, because he just saw Xiaoye and others, and didn't see Wu Qingfeng, who frightened him most.

"I was only going to kill all the chickens and dogs of the fire refining mercenary regiment. I didn't expect you guys to rush to die, so I will help you!"

Zhao sneered very cold, as if he had a cold smell all over his body.

"Wait a minute."

At the moment, Xiaoye suddenly opened his mouth, which made Zhao Leng's sneer more intense.

"What? Are you afraid now? Regret? Ha ha ha, but it's too late. You're all going to die!"

Between words, Zhao Leng has taken out the ghost flag and is ready to open it at all times.

"I have some doubts. You, Zhao Leng, are just a small deacon of the Yin Ming sect. How can you have the courage to attack the fire refining mercenary regiment with such a humble identity? Are you not afraid that my master will break you into pieces?"

This is Xiaoye's doubt, as well as ye Yun and Leng Jianke's doubt.

When Xiaoye asked, Zhao sneered more and more crazy: "you mean Wu Qingfeng, the dead old man? Gaga, you may not know that recently, a super big man of the blood scorpion killer club came to the southern region, and Wu Qingfeng was on the list of must kill. Now Wu Qingfeng is probably dead. What should I fear about a dead man?"

Obviously, Zhao Leng, as a deacon of the Yin Ming sect, only heard that the Ming God had come to the southern region, but he didn't know that the Ming God had died in the southern region.

"By the way, after you remind me, I suddenly remember that you guys seem to be on the big man's must kill list. If I can capture you alive and give you to the big man, maybe I can get the big man's appreciation. Gaga, Gaga, God helps me!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Leng put the ghost flag back in his hand. He was really ready to capture Ye Yun and others.

To find out this, ye Yun is not ready to talk nonsense with Zhao Leng. He raises his huge black sword and is ready to give Zhao Leng a different head.

"Brother Yun, I will personally send this Zhao Leng to hell to see Zhao Han."

But the leaflet suddenly opened its mouth.

Now the leaflet, although the second seal can not be torn, but he has a stored flame.

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack qua

Zhao Leng's face quickly became gloomy, and he subconsciously looked back.

He saw that all the members of the nine Yin mercenary regiment who had been arranged by him to guard the front door were already dead.

Among them, including his brother, Zhao Han, head of the Jiuyin mercenary regiment.

Turning to Xiaoye and others, Zhao Leng's face showed a dignified color for the first time.

It's very useful to kill nearly 100 members of the nine Yin mercenary regiment not far away.

"Well, you'd better ask your brother yourself!"

Lobule said, is to pop up a storage flame.

The flame was very small at first, but as it got closer and closer to Zhao Leng, it gradually increased.

Moreover, an unprecedentedly strong fiery atmosphere also filled the air in an instant.

In this regard, Zhao Leng's face changed dramatically. Subconsciously, he opened the ghost flag in his hand.

Hundreds of thousands of little ghosts jumped out of the ghost flags. Unfortunately, they didn't have time to get close to the flame, so they all melted away.

This situation, unspeakable shock and terror.