Master Dan Dao

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"Head of Tiger Season, how can we have any treasures, even if there are, as long as you speak with the Tiger Mercenary Regiment, I dare not give it?"

Under the gaze of each eye, Yishui stepped forward happily, saying bitterly, "I also hope that several heads will look at the information we have provided over the years, and don't trust the rumors."

"Not looking at the information you gave in these years, your resident has been settled long ago!"

Tiger Ji snorted, and then his voice suddenly became cold: "Give you the last time to make incense, and don't hand over the treasure again, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Hearing this, the faces of many members of the Wing Fire Mercenary Regiment in the square were filled with fear.

They have long heard about the methods of the Battle Tiger Mercenary Regiment. If they do, there will be blood flowing here.

Although the strength of the Winghuo Mercenary Regiment is not weak, it is obviously far from enough compared with the region's overlord war tiger mercenary regiment.

The holy strong, placed in the human race, is enough to become the master of one holy land. The war tiger mercenary group with two holy strongs has no power in this area to compete with it.

"Several heads, we really don't have any treasures. The details of our mercenary regiment are all here. You can take them at will, and I can leave them at your disposal, but please also several heads. There are a lot of adults who can let the family members of our mercenary regiment pass, they are innocent. "

A helpless color emerged from Yi Shuihuan's face, with a touch of prayer in his voice, and said to the tiger idiot on the stage and others.

"Yi Shuihuan, are you qualified to discuss the conditions with us?"

However, as soon as his voice fell, another holy class powerhouse sitting on a chair suddenly snorted, and a huge sacred power swept out suddenly.

"Deputy regiment, I dare not wait, but in our mercenary regiment, there really isn't ..."

Under that sacred power, Yi Shuihuan's face also changed greatly.

However, before his voice had fallen, the sacred power was severely suppressed, and finally smashed into Yi Shuihuan's body.

"Oh!"

Under this sacred power, Yishui Huan's mouth suddenly had blood spurting out, and his body was as severely damaged as he was severely bombarded by dozens of feet.

And as soon as his body stopped, the horrible sacred power was condensed into a giant hand, grabbed it, and threw it back fiercely.

"Head!"

Seeing this, several members of the Winghuo mercenary regiment rushed forward to lift them up, deep in their eyes, there was a touch of anger, but because of fear, they did not dare to show it.

Among the group of figures supporting Yi Shuihuan, there is a very small figure. It was the young man who had sold information to Qin Yichen in the Battle Tiger Tavern before ... Ying Yun.

Looking at Yi Shuihuan, who was suffocating, Yi Yun's face had a touch of complexity. The palms of his sleeves clenched tightly, and he seemed to have a token in his hands.

"Don't treat us as stupid, and give you one last chance, hand over the key, I can let you go."

For those mercenaries who reacted with anger and intimidation, the face of the saintly powerhouse flashed with a touch of contempt, his figure leaned on the back of the chair again, a faint voice in the square Sounded loudly.

Wing Shui Huan is pale, and blood is constantly emerging from the corners of his mouth. Obviously, even if he is the strongest peak, he still looks so vulnerable under the hands of the Holy Power.

"I already said that our mercenary regiment really doesn't have what you say."

Yishui slowly raised his head, staring hard at the figure with horrific pressure.

"A lot of lies, it seems that you don't think I will start!"

The saint-like strong man slowly stood up, and a tinge of forest cold gradually appeared in his complexion.

"Click!"

At this time, Yi Yun gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't help crushing the token clasped in his hand.

"Ok?"

The slight sound was immediately noticed by the holy junior junior, his eyes were slightly stunned, his sleeves waved, and a horrifying force swept out, leaving Wing by his side. Several mercenaries gave Zhenfei.

"Little boy, what did you do just now?"

Within that few feet, only Yiyun was left, and the eyes of the holy strongman also fell on him, and a voice filled with Sen Leng sounded.

Under this interrogation, Yi Yun's body could not help but take two steps back, but the powder of the token shattered fell from its sleeves.

"Well, you called a rescuer?"

Seeing those white powders, a stunned color flashed in the eyes of the Holy Power, and then, with a scornful smile on his face.

Even if this little cub really called a rescuer? Who dares to intervene in the war tiger mercenary regiment in this area?

However, Yi Yun's small moves were simply offensive to them.

"Om ..."

As the voice fell, Shengwei swept out, and turned into a huge sole, and then stepped on Yiyun's head fiercely.

"what……"

Seeing this scene, screams were heard in the square. Look at the fluctuation of the color of the sole of the sole of St. Wei. If it is stepped on, Yi Yun may immediately become a pile of **** mud!

Listening to those screaming sounds, the coldness on the face of the holy junior powerhouse seemed more intense.

However, what is surprising is that the sole of St. Vincent's sole suddenly stopped when it was only half a meter away from the top of Yiyun's head. At the same time, a flat voice quietly above the square. Sounded loudly.

"If you step on this foot, your entire mercenary regiment will be used for funeral ..."

This bland voice resounded above the square. When he heard the domineering words there, all the screaming voices could not help quieting down, everyone's eyes were glanced around, and in those eyes China is full of complex emotions.

Let the Battle Tiger Mercenary Corps be buried for it?

Who is it that dares to say such a proud word?

However, what is surprising is that at the moment the sound started, the look of the tiger idiot changed slightly. The holy powerhouse beside him snorted, but the soles of his feet did not fall anymore, but they slowly retracted.

"I don't know which friend is here. This is a matter for me to fight against the Tiger Mercenary Corps. I also hope that my friends don't worry about it." The glance of the saintly powerman slowly glanced, but it made his heart slightly dizzy Yes, he couldn't find the trace of the man who spoke.