They felt hatred for this mercenary team, and there was a hint of fear in their hearts.

What kind of team can have such terrifying combat power? Now seeing this mercenary stopping their master as soon as he takes action, the killers who originally thought they had the upper hand in this trip couldn't help but retreat at this moment.

"More than a hundred people died, can't you be silent for a while?" Tang Ning's lips curled slightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "I want to die, I can help you, but how do you know that we are here?"

The spirit master killers didn't say anything, but stared at the sharp sword that was pressing deep in his hand, pressing the blade down to his neck, the wound became deeper and the blood flowed more.

"Don't say it?" Tang Ning raised his voice slightly, his lips raised slightly, and the next moment, the sharp sword in his hand turned and cut it down with one sword.

"ah!"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded, and the middle-aged man who was originally captured looked pale, his body trembled and bent down half-kneeled, but his entire right hand was cut off shoulder-to-end and flew out bloodily.

The killers in black were all shocked and didn't even make a sound of exclamation. They couldn't believe that the young mercenary actually cut off one arm shoulder-to-shoulder. Even they sighed that they were not as good as those of clean and neat but ruthless methods.

"Who told you we're here?" she asked again, as if she hadn't seen the blood on that ground, and was so calm that it was terrifying.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, turned his pale face, stared at the mercenary beside him with a sinister look, and asked in a gloomy voice: "Who are you!"

He didn't believe that a small mercenary could control him, let alone that a small mercenary could give him no chance to fight back, and even suppress him throughout the process. The pressure and momentum were not felt by others, but he clearly felt it!

The pressure of the foundation-building monk!

The mercenary beside him actually has the strength of a foundation-building monk!

No wonder, no wonder he came out with one hundred and fifty-two people, but he was wiped out and had no living left. It turned out that he was facing the foundation-building monk!

However, there are only a few foundation-building monks in this mortal land. Where did this little mercenary emerge from?

"A dead person, there is no need to know."

Seeing that she couldn't find anything, she moved her hand and cut her long sword across the middle-aged man's neck, instantly taking his life. At this moment, she faintly heard the sound of fighting outside. Obviously, Situ and the others arrived.

Seeing the middle-aged man's body stiffen, he groaned and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, and his breath was cut off. The faces of more than a dozen spiritual master killers suddenly turned pale.

Seeing this mercenary killing like a chicken is really frightened. The owners of Jue Killing Pavilion are already dead. Can they still live?

"Say, how did you get the news? I can leave you a complete body." Tang Ning said slowly, walking forward, his pace was neither too fast nor too slow, but a sense of pressure was generated for no reason.

"Yes, it was the news sent to us by the Cai family..." Perhaps due to the pressure and means on him, a spiritual master couldn't hold on and spoke, and at the same time he also collapsed on the ground.
Chapter completed!