“Ah!”
With a scream, blood splattered from the previous mercenary, his head flew into the sky, and his body fell to the ground with a “thud.”
Hearing the noise, He Meng, the Third Commander of the Wolf Head Mercenary Corps, also irritably pulled up his pants, “You, what are you shouting for?
You almost scared your big brother into a breakdown!”
Just as he finished speaking, the Wolf Head Mercenary Corps mercenary in front of him was already lying on the ground motionless.
Without a doubt, their heads had fallen, and they had breathed their last.
The remaining mercenaries were already scared out of their wits, losing control of their bowels.
They hadn’t even seen the opponent’s position before several brothers lost their lives.
He Meng’s pupils shrank, and he said ferociously: “Which blind guy dares to ambush my Wolf Head Mercenary Corps?
You should know that what I hate most is someone ambushing from behind.
Hurry up and get out here for your grandpa, otherwise, when I catch you, I will make you wish you were dead!”
“What a ‘wish you were dead.’ I’d like to see where the Wolf Head Mercenary Corps gets the courage to act wildly here!”
Just then, Jiang Cheng walked slowly from behind a tree, the images of the Wolf Head Mercenary Corps lackeys lying in pools of blood reflected in his eyes.
These guys really were like lingering ghosts; how did he run into them everywhere?
He Meng was also furious: “So it was you kid who killed my men.
Kneel on the ground immediately, or I’ll let you know the power of an iron fist!”
“Hehe, then I’d like to experience the power of a fat man.”
“You dare call me a fat man?
You’re looking for death!”
Hearing the other party’s address, as an Eight-Star Dou Zhe, when had He Meng ever suffered such humiliation?
He was instantly enraged!
He hated it most when someone called him a fat man, especially those handsome, fit pretty boys.
He would kill every one he saw!
He Meng ran over quickly, his fist the size of a sandbag aimed fiercely at Jiang Cheng’s head.
However, Jiang Cheng stood calmly on the spot, without even a trace of panic on his face.
He Meng saw Jiang Cheng standing there dazed and thought his aura had frightened the opponent.
He laughed out loud; such ignorant juniors were a waste of air, better to crush him into meat paste to attract the snow fox.
However, the next scene made him regret it for the rest of his life.
Jiang Cheng raised a single finger and easily blocked He Meng’s fist attack. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
This made He Meng think his eyes were playing tricks on him.
He threw two more punches in succession, but without a doubt, they were all blocked by the opponent’s finger.
He Meng’s heart skipped a beat, and his huge body unconsciously retreated two steps, a feeling of fear arising in his heart.
To be able to block his fluid attacks with a single finger—even the Wolf Head Mercenary Corps Commander Mu She couldn’t do that.
Could the newcomer be a Da Dou Shi?
He Meng swallowed his saliva, not daring to act rashly anymore, but he still arranged for his subordinates to investigate and see if this person was a pig eating a tiger.
He immediately shouted: “Kill everyone who’s still breathing!
Whoever kills him, Madam Lan will serve him all night tonight!”
As soon as these words were spoken, the remaining mercenaries were instantly energized, casting greedy looks.
They had long wanted to taste Madam Lan, and now that they finally had the chance, how could they let it go?
Jiang Cheng looked at the wolf-like mercenaries and snorted coldly.
He snapped his fingers, and two purple figures joined the battle without warning, engaging in a near-total massacre of the remaining Wolf Head Mercenary Corps lackeys.
When He Meng saw clearly who the newcomer was, he stood there stupidly, his pupils shrinking, his voice trembling: “This…
this is…
a sixth-rank…
Magical Beast…
Amethyst…
Winged…
Lion…
King…”
As a mercenary of the Magical Beast Mountain Range, he knew what kind of magical beasts were in the eastern mountains.
The one they feared most was only one: the overlord of the eastern mountains, the sixth-rank Amethyst Winged Lion King!
That was a powerhouse equivalent to a human Dou Huang.
Let alone them, even if all the mercenary groups in the Jia Ma Empire gathered together, they probably wouldn’t last a single move!
The Amethyst Winged Lion King bit off a mercenary’s head in one gulp, tasted it, and threw it aside in disgust: “Truly disgusting.
Such low cultivation and you dare to act wildly here?
If I don’t give you a lesson, you’ll really think this king has a good temper!”
Roar!
Trees shook violently, and circles of sound waves spread out toward the surrounding mountains.
Like an earthquake, it shook madly.
Countless birds fled in panic, and low-level magical beasts tucked their tails and hid on the outskirts, for fear that the Lion King’s anger would be taken out on them.
The sound of footsteps like a beast tide came from all directions.
In just a few moments, hundreds of magical beasts of the third rank or higher had all gathered here, led by three fifth-rank magical beasts equivalent to human Dou Wang.
They knew clearly that choosing to help would be the greatest insult to the king of the eastern mountains.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King slammed a palm fiercely on the ground, and a circle of cracks spread across the earth at a visible speed.
The three fifth-rank magical beasts looked at each other; it was their first time seeing the King so enraged.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King glanced at the already terrified He Meng, then turned into human form in front of all the magical beasts.
This made all the magical beasts gasp; they didn’t expect the King to be able to transform at will.
Had he already advanced to a seventh-rank magical beast?
Thinking of this, the three fifth-rank magical beasts knelt respectfully on the ground.
They knew very well what an unimaginable realm a seventh-rank magical beast was to them.
He Meng had long ago lost control of his bowels in fear, and Madam Lan had directly fainted.
They had never seen such a lineup; even the lowest was a Da Dou Shi level magical beast.
Any single magical beast could destroy their Wolf Head Mercenary Corps, let alone a tiny Eight-Star Dou Zhe like himself.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King spoke in the beast language, which surprised all the magical beasts, but under the King’s command, they still knelt respectfully before Jiang Cheng, bowing in submission.
Such a shocking scene could probably be recorded in the history books.
Jiang Cheng waved his hand.
He didn’t care if these magical beasts submitted; he only cared about his peach trees.
These peach trees were planted by him ten years ago, and now two had been cut down.
When the Amethyst Winged Lion King saw the two severed peach trees, he was instantly furious.
These things that didn’t know whether they were dead or alive.
“Master, what should be done with these guys?”
Jiang Cheng said: “Don’t they like women?
Let the magical beasts give them a ‘treatment’!”
Hearing these words, the remaining mercenaries were instantly scared witless and immediately stated: just kill them!
However, the Amethyst Winged Lion King didn’t intend to let them die just like that.
He directly arranged for a dozen He Yuan to walk over and “clear” their intestines!