At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the Grim Reaper mercenaries stopped in a hidden valley and took a short rest.

Fu Lingyun took the compressed food in his hand and walked to the mysterious old man and sat down silently.

"Senior, can you eat something?" Fu Lingyun reached out and handed it to the other party.

"Yes." The old man was not polite and took it from Fu Lingyun.

Fu Lingyun could see the back of the other party's wrinkled hands, but his skin was rosy. It can be seen that although the cells had aged, the blood circulation in his body was comparable to that of a young man.

At this time, the mysterious old man asked, "Do you have many problems in your heart?"

"This...yes, along the way, I do have many doubts. I don't know if my senior can help solve the doubts." Fu Lingyun nodded sincerely.

"Haha, you can't ask until now, which means you're humble. You're doing much better than that peak."

The old man sighed and continued, "The young people nowadays are impetuous and can't hold back if they have anything to do. In fact, there is a truth that they just don't understand. Sometimes they must have it in their destiny, and no matter how long they are in their destiny, don't force it."

Fu Lingyun didn't quite understand what the other party meant, but when he was praised, he had to be as shy as a little boy.

"Let's talk about this snow field first."

The old man seemed to really want to speak, and he would not allow Fu Lingyun to ask more questions and continued: "The target of the mercenary of the God of Death is the United States and the Japanese pirates. I believe you know this, but no one knows why the mercenary of the God of Death can be found in the whole world.

The scope of the elusiveness of the gods was in danger, causing them unpreventable blows."

"That's because we, the mercenaries of Death, are not the paths that people do, and are not the things that people do!"

The old man spoke with a hint of arrogance and then said, "Just let's talk about this harsh snow field, the mercenaries of Death traveled back and forth between the entire Middle East and Asian continents. For others, this land may only come once in their lifetime.

, or never set foot, but for the mercenary of Death, this is the most familiar place!”

"The endless deserts of Africa, the primeval forests full of crisis, the swamps of America... We have left countless footprints and blood in these places!"

Fu Lingyun was stunned and could imagine the scenes of traveling through the swamp, jungle and desert in his heart.

Even if they are powerful psychics, they are still flesh and blood humans, so in these extreme natural environments, they are roads that are flowing with blood all the way.

"Who are you...they are they?"

Fu Lingyun couldn't help but ask a question that he thought was inexplicable. The mercenary of the Death God is the mercenary of the Death God, what else could it be?

However, the old man smiled meaningfully and said, "We are real Chinese!"

"A real Chinese?" Fu Lingyun became more and more confused.

"I believe that the final result of this question is more appropriate, so let Hong Kun tell you."

Fu Lingyun immediately stopped asking and said, "I understand!"

The old man looked at Fu Lingyun, with a satisfied look in his eyes and continued, "Are you still confused? What level have I reached?"

"To be honest, I really can't guess what level of strength my senior has reached. Speaking of this, I would like to thank you for your kindness in the past!" After Fu Lingyun said that, he bent down sincerely and thanked him.

"I just don't want you to expose too much."

Hearing this, Fu Lingyun was shocked. Could it be that this senior knew that he had a mysterious diamond-shaped treasure? Or did he know that Hake existed?

The old man smiled heartily and said, "Remember, the secret of the dual-type psychic person. Don't let others discover it until the critical moment. Unless you have reached a certain level, you will be in trouble."

"Young man must remember it!"

Fu Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was the secret of the dual-type psychics exposed when he intercepted the American and Japanese pirates before. Fortunately, it was not a diamond-shaped treasure, which was his biggest secret.

"That's good. If someone accidentally discovers it, you must completely eliminate it without leaving any troubles!" The old man's eyes were cruel.

"Then what strength do I have to be free of worries?"

"When you can defeat me!" the old man said meaningfully.

Fu Lingyun was slightly stunned, then a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes and asked, "Then are you?"

The mysterious old man slowly stood up, exuding a sharp aura all over his body, and said, "Below the high-level peak psychics, both the control system and the combat system, they are invincible!"

Fu Lingyun couldn't help but take a breath. He deeply understood the confidence and strength contained in this sentence.

"At the peak of the high level, you will be invincible! Invincible! And it is both the control system and the combat system!"

Fu Lingyun subconsciously grabbed his fist, and there was a strong sense of courage in his heart! He was now doing his best to do his best and was unable to be the opponent's opponent.

But Fu Lingyun believes that he will be able to reach this level one day! And this day will definitely not be too far away!

...

The speed of advancement in the afternoon was significantly accelerated, and the mercenaries of Death had already walked out of the snow area, with a undulating snow-capped mountain ahead.

"Stop!" Fu Lingyun suddenly shouted in a low voice, carefully looking at the footprints not far ahead.

The footprints were quite messy, messy but overlapping. If you carefully identify them, there should be dozens of people.

At the same time, the man with broken fingers stretched out his feet, and without saying anything, he immediately rushed to the nearest snow peak.

Fu Lingyun also followed closely and followed.

Lying in the hidden place of Xuefeng, Fu Lingyun took out the optical telescope and looked in the direction where the footsteps were extended.

I saw that in a snow-capped valley about two kilometers away from them, two forces were fighting. One side was obviously a little embarrassed, and the number of people was weak, fighting and retreating.

Fu Lingyun looked at it for a moment, and his eyes suddenly stopped on the face of a middle-aged man.

"It's Brother Mike!"

The disadvantaged side of the distant battle group was the Soviet vanguard team led by old Mike!

Fu Lingyun hurriedly turned over and said in a deep voice to the man with broken fingers beside him: "I want to save them!"

After saying this, Fu Lingyun swooped down from the snow peak and galloped towards the battle group where Mike was.

At this time, the others of the mercenary from the Death God also came to Xuefeng. The mysterious old man frowned and looked at the battle group where the Soviet Russian team was trapped in the distance, and then looked at Fu Lingyun who was rushing away quickly.

"Hey, this little Fu just praised him for his calmness, but he didn't expect that it would be impetuous again after just how long."

The mysterious old man shook his head and sighed, then said to the other eleven members of the Death mercenary: "Let's go too, remember, you must destroy them all, and leave no living!"

"clear!"

Eleven members of the Death Grim Reaper responded quickly, then swooped down, following Fu Lingyun's back.

...

At this moment, the battle at the foot of the snow-capped mountain has entered a fierce heat. First, it was ambushed, and then the chased Mike Pioneer Team was in crisis at this moment. They fought and retreated for a short moment, but the psychics around them still suffered heavy losses.

"Mike, go quickly! Don't worry about us!"

A Soviet-Russian combat psychic danced quickly and swung away the sneak attack in front of him, but was stabbed deeply by another enemy.

For psychics, a handy cold weapon is definitely more effective than ordinary guns. After all, the speed of bullets is often not as fast as that of psychics!

More importantly, psychics use cold weapons, such as a long sword, which can be slashed several times or even ten times in a second, and the power of each time is far greater than the damage caused by the bullet.

"I'll kill you guys!"

Looking at the old friends lying beside him, Mike did not choose to escape, but fought to the death. Even if he died, he would have to put one or two cushions on his back.

Boom! Boom!

In the distance, the enemy's control psychic power attacks again to attack the Soviet Russian psychic powers.

Around me, two or three people often besiege a Soviet-Russian psychic.

"Die!"

Mike broke through the enemy's defense with one sword and then cut off the opponent's arm, but the old Soviet friend behind him was besieged again.

"Damn something!"

Old Mike had to wave his long sword and rushed forward, trying to rescue the old friend.

When! When!

Two enemies suddenly appeared, attacking each other from the front and back. Old Mike used all his strength to avoid it, but a ferocious wound was inevitably broken on his abdomen.

"Hiss..." The pain and excessive exhaustion made Mike feel a little exhausted.

However, the enemy's steel knife did not hesitate at all, and slashed towards his forehead with the power that could break through the gold and stone!

"Diet, Soviet Russian!" The handsome Englishman had murderous intent on his face.

Mike was powerless to turn the world around at this moment. Looking at his old friend who was still fighting, he understood that his life could only sleep in this snow field today...

"roll!"

With a loud shout, a strong mental power surged across the area.

A dark figure suddenly rushed to the Englishman who was temporarily dizzy. As his hand was lifted, a head had already landed on the ground.

At the same time, the black shadow's figure was unpredictable, and he instantly swept a powerful sweep on his right leg and hit another enemy who was attacking Mike.

Bang!

The enemy who was hit on the waist was directly pulled away. Before he could land, he was punched by the man with broken fingers who arrived later!

With the crackling sound, the man died.

Three powerful mental powers erupted again from the mercenary of Death God, and the addition of no weak mental power was enough to confuse Fu Lingyun's mental power dissipated.

At this moment, the sudden participation of the mercenaries of the Death God's mercenaries caused the party that was already in absolute favor to be in a mess in an instant. Several people were killed in just a few breaths.

After the disarray, they began to calm down. Some people continued to pursue the Soviets, while the other part began to resist the crazy attack of the Death God mercenaries.

However, this group of men in black who suddenly came out made them feel very difficult. They were all extremely powerful! It often took two or three people to stand a little bit higher.

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Chapter completed!