Monarch of Evernight: 128 I’m afraid I can’t find it

bsp;Between Xiao Zhuji and the native race, the mercenaries made a quick judgment and pounced like wolves and tigers. The black-armored warrior under the command of Fury of the Wind was so angry that his eyes were green, and he shouted loudly like thunder. However, the mercenaries directly under the Fury of the Wind will still listen to his orders. Those mercenary hunters who belong to other mercenary groups or even temporary teams will not listen to his orders at this time and are all moving forward bravely. I want to **** Zhu Ji away from Qianye. In their eyes, Qianye was just a lucky boy who happened to catch little Zhuji.

Looking at the wolf-like mercenaries, Qianye just sneered and watched quietly as they rushed in front of him. The few force bombs that occasionally flew in were casually swatted away by Qianye, just like swatting away annoying flies inadvertently.

Most of the mercenaries only had Zhu Ji in their eyes, and did not notice Qianye's astonishing move of striking away the force bomb with his sharp hand. A few experienced mercenaries were sharp-eyed. When they saw this scene, sweat suddenly appeared on their foreheads and they quietly slowed down.

While the mercenaries were sprinting at full speed, the sound of the waves of the sea suddenly sounded in their ears, and then the irresistible pressure fell.

Most of the mercenaries immediately fell to the ground, and the weak ones simply heard the sound of bone cracking. Even the strongest mercenaries could barely support them and couldn't even run.

However, there was no need for them to run away. Qianye walked leisurely through them as if strolling in a courtyard. The sword light flashed and blood splashed. Instead, a few of the strongest mercenaries were the first to turn into corpses.

But in the blink of an eye, hundreds of mercenaries fell to the ground, which made the group of mercenaries behind stop in shock. But they stopped, but Qianye didn't stop. He passed through the crowd in a few steps. The power of the sea was released and then retracted, and he immediately knocked down another group of mercenaries.

Although these miscellaneous mercenaries are numerous in number, their strength is really average. Most people can't even hold a single breath in the Qianye Realm. When they fell, they had to break several bones and were seriously injured, so Qianye didn't even bother to do a last-ditch attack.

At this moment, Qianye’s eyes had long been focused on the black-armored commander of Fury of Wind.

The black-armored warrior's eyelids kept beating at this moment, staring at Qianye. He raised his right hand but could not bring it down. He couldn't see Qianye's strength at all, but being able to put down hundreds of people in an instant, even if they were just some miscellaneous soldiers, was something he couldn't achieve.

Little Zhuji is obviously sitting on Qianye's shoulder, like a moving treasure house. It was difficult for him to resist such temptation in the past, but now, Qianye was the only one in his field of vision.

"Are you going to be our enemy, the Fury of the Wind?" He roared out, and then he realized that his voice was dry and astringent. Moreover, threats have never been the style of Fury of the Wind. If you encounter a guy who doesn't open your eyes, you will kill them directly. This is the tradition of the mercenary group.

The black-armored warrior was in a dilemma at this moment, struggling repeatedly between fighting and fleeing. Although there are still thousands of mercenaries present, and there are hundreds of mercenaries directly under the Fury of the Wind, the casualties on the ground have told everyone that numbers are of no use in the face of Qianye's terrifying domain power.

When Qianye’s ice-like gaze fell on him, the black-armored general couldn’t help but shudder! His instinct for danger had clearly and unmistakably sent out the signal. He no longer hesitated and made up his mind to escape!

But before he could really escape, Qianye waved his hand and actually threw Xiao Zhuji over!

The black-armored general was stunned and shocked. What is going on? Could it be that Qianye wanted to join the Fury of the Wind, so he used the little guy as a stepping stone?

This ridiculous idea was thrown away in the blink of an eye. He suddenly discovered that Xiao Zhuji came unusually fast and was even accelerating in the air. When Xiao Zhuji raised her small fist and hit him on the head, the black-armored warrior still felt unreal. Such a little guy can also hit people? If she rushed so fast, if she hit him, would she be killed directly?

However, when Xiao Zhuji’s fist fell, a sharp whistle sounded in the air! The black-armored general was horrified. It was too late to dodge at this moment and he could only stretch his arms to block. When his arm, which was thicker than Xiao Zhuji's waist, met her little fist, there was a bang and his arm suddenly bent.

Xiao Zhuji let out a sigh, very surprised that she couldn't kill the guy in front of her with one punch. But she had many tricks up her sleeve, and there were weapons all over her body, and she immediately hit her head on.

Although the head is the weak point of most beings, the black-armored general who had just had his arm smashed off could no longer trust his own judgment at this moment. He did not dare to rush forward, but instead accelerated back. At the same time, he pressed Zhu Ji's head with his good left hand, trying to take this little humanoid cannonball aside with exquisite combat skills.

However, he once again felt that he was kicked by the giant beast, and his whole body flew backwards. A mouthful of blood had already reached his throat and was about to spurt out.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhuji finally lost her momentum, and the distance between the two sides quickly widened.

The black-armored warrior turned around and ran away, not daring to stay any longer. As for the thousands of mercenaries still fighting, they can only hope for their own good. The black-armored general also hoped that they could delay the attack for a while so that he could have enough time to escape.

Seeing the black-armored general fleeing quickly, trying to get away from the battlefield, Qianye just looked at him, his running figure reflected in his pupils, and then he raised his hand and fired.

The black-armored warrior suddenly felt as if ice water was showering on his head, and he shivered involuntarily. He subconsciously looked back and saw Qianye looking at him too.

As soon as the black-armored general and Qianye's eyes met, they jumped up to the ground as if being burned by fire, trying to speed up their escape. His reaction was not unpleasant, but unfortunately the moment he jumped up, it was as if he was caught by an invisible rope, and his body sank suddenly.

It was this moment of stagnation that made it impossible for him to avoid the chasing shot. He exhausted his eyesight and could barely see the trajectory of the force ejection. This was a thrillingly fast shot, but it made him feel a little relieved.

Qianye's force level does not seem to be high, and the force bombs that are too fast should have limited power according to common sense, which gives him a glimmer of hope to save his life.

However, the force bomb passed through his body with almost no pause, and his expression instantly changed from hope to horror. He could only watch as his shoulders and half of his chest completely collapsed, and his body was almost centered. Was beaten into two pieces.

With the cooperation of the Qianye Eyes of Control and the Zhiji King's hand-made spear, this sixteenth-level force practitioner, wearing a seventh-level defensive armor, and the backbone of the Fury of the Wind, finally failed to escape and fell. On the battlefield.

As soon as the black-armored warrior died, the morale of Fury of the Wind instantly dropped to freezing point. Even the team with the most determined fighting spirit turned around and broke out, not daring to fight anymore.

Qianye killed the general with one shot, showing unparalleled combat power that no one could resist. The mercenaries only care about the results and not the process. Who would care that Qianye only has level 12 force power? Your life is your own, and a dead person will not argue about the relationship between Force level and true combat power.

The mercenaries in the neutral ground are more wolf-like. They fight extremely fiercely when the situation is over, but when the situation is over, they immediately scatter in all directions and run away without hesitation.

Qianye took out the twin flowers and fired repeatedly, but only killed a dozen mercenaries, and no more mercenaries could be seen in his field of vision. Half of the backbone of Fury of the Wind had escaped. However, Qianye is too lazy to chase these little guys. The Fury of the Wind will definitely not tolerate this defeat, and will still gather and make a comeback.

That's when Qianye was waiting.

When the mercenaries fled, many of them were still fighting with the native warriors, so they suffered heavy losses, far more than those who died at Qianye's hands. When the mercenaries completely fled, the native warriors rushed towards the mercenaries who fell to the ground but were not dead. There are still hundreds of mercenaries who have been severely damaged by the power of Qianye Domain. In these days, mercenaries and native warriors have long forged a life-and-death feud, and the two sides have long reached the point where they will fight to the death whenever they meet.

With Godot's powerful shout, the native warriors stopped. He came to Qianye, bowed to Qianye, and said: "Great brave man, these people are the fruits of your battle. Can they be transferred to my clan? I am willing to pay the price, a fruit of the holy tree."

Qianye glanced at him and said, "In my opinion, they don't seem to be worth a single fruit."

Gordo looked firm, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Too many of my people died at the hands of these guys. If we don't avenge their blood sacrifices, the souls of our people will not be able to rest in peace. So no matter how much we pay, it is worth it. ."

Qianye nodded and said: "Okay, they can leave it to you, but they have to wait for a while, not now."

Gordo was startled and asked: "How long do we have to wait?"

"It won't take long, it should be ready before dark."

Gordo looked at the sky. It was not far from dusk now, and the black forest was always dark, and it would become dark soon.

Qianye also looked up at the sky and ordered: "You'd better cut some branches and light more torches, so you don't have to wait so long."

Gordo was confused, but did as asked. The native race and the black forest are symbiotic, but the Fury of the Wind has cut down a large number of ancient trees in order to build the isolation zone. Now the wood can be slightly processed to produce countless high-quality torches.

In a moment, thousands of torches were lit one by one, and the blazing fire illuminated the vast battlefield as if it were daytime. In an instant, the place of fighting in the daytime looked extremely desolate and tragic under the light of the fire.

Qianye casually cut a piece of wood, threw it on the ground, and sat in the center of the battlefield, where the light was brightest, with his eyes slightly closed, waiting quietly. Xiao Zhuji climbed onto Qianye's shoulder, holding her chin with her little hand, also waiting for something.

Both Gordo and the native warriors were confused and didn't know why. Fortunately, they didn't wait long. When it got dark, there was a roar of people in the distance, and a large group of Wind Fury mercenaries surged out like a tide. When the mercenaries saw the fire from a distance, they immediately adjusted their direction and rushed to the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

It suddenly dawned on Gordo why Qianye lit so many torches. It turned out to be to illuminate himself, because he was afraid that the mercenaries of Fury of the Wind could not find him!

The mercenaries stopped in shock when they saw Qianye sitting alone in the center of the battlefield, closing his eyes and recuperating. This scene is really unreasonable. The ones in front stopped, but the mercenaries behind were still rushing forward, and the formation suddenly became a little chaotic. Several captains had just yelled and cursed a few words, and when they crowded in front of the formation, they were also stunned for a while.

Qianye was sitting there, facing thousands of troops and horses, with an imposing manner as high as a mountain. Little Zhuji, worth ten thousand gold, is on his shoulder, but no one dares to take it.