Number Nine couldn't stay calm anymore. "You … How are you still alive?!"
Yang Qingxuan smiled. "Isn't the answer clear?"
The two gray-robed men's faces turned ashen, and they were a little absent-minded.
The six of them split into three groups to deal with three groups of people. They thought it would be easy, and they even thought it would be enough to send one person.
However, one group's situation was unknown, and the other two groups failed the mission directly. It seemed that the group that failed had died, and the two gray-robed men were also in danger of dying.
Number Ten scanned the seven with his Divine Sense, gritting his teeth. "You're only in the early stage of the Realm of Origin. How could you kill Number Seventeen and Eighteen?"
Yang Qingxuan shook his finger and said, "That's a secret."
"Damn it!"
Number Nine gritted his teeth angrily. He turned around and saw Shangguan Haitang standing in the distance. They were surrounded by enemies from the front and back, and there was no way out.
Yin Yao said, "As long as you two cooperate, you can live."
Number Nine's face darkened, and he said coldly, "How do we cooperate?"
Yin Yao said, "It's simple. I ask and you answer. Tell me everything you know."
Number Nine suddenly laughed and said, "Haha, you must be confused about the current situation, right? I advise you to get out of the way. You know we're not people you can mess with! "
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "It's just the Evil Wind Mercenary Group. A bunch of trash. Since you don't want to talk, we have to beat you to death."
"What? You know?! "
The two gray-robed men were shocked.
Yang Qingxuan waved his hand, and the seven of them split into three groups, rushing over from the left, the middle, and the right.
"Don't underestimate us!"
The two gray-robed men were furious, and they attacked each other wildly.
Palm wind struck out in front of them, turning into a huge vortex, trying to suppress the seven.
But the reality was often cruel. The two gray-robed men were already seriously injured, and they couldn't resist the joint attack of the seven. Under the fierce bombardment, they spat out blood and fell from the sky.
When the tiger fell from the sky, the Realm of Origin that they had never taken seriously became ants that could bite an elephant to death.
"Bang! Bang! "
The two of them fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood continuously.
"D-don't kill us!"
Seeing the seven of them flying over, Number Nine hurriedly reached out a hand to stop them. "We'll be honest, we'll be honest."
Yin Yao scolded, "Bah! You'll only behave after you're beaten! "
Yang Qingxuan sighed and said, "People are all like this. They won't shed tears until they see the coffin. They won't give up until they reach the Yellow River."
The two grey-robed men's faces flushed red, and they were extremely ashamed and resentful.
Although their mercenary group was made up of outlaws who killed for money, no matter how important money was, it was not as important as their own lives. When one's life was in danger, one could naturally disregard everything else.
Yang Qingxuan asked, "How many people are there in total?"
Number Nine pondered for a moment before asking, "Where are you referring to?"
Yang Qingxuan frowned, took off his shoes and walked forward.
Number Nine exclaimed, "You, what are you doing?"
"Pa!"
Yang Qingxuan picked up his shoe and slapped him in the face, stunning both Number Nine and Number Ten.
Especially Number Nine, who covered his face and said in a daze, "What are you doing?"
"Pa!"
Yang Qingxuan did not answer and slapped him again with the sole of his shoe. Number Nine was furious and fought back fiercely. However, every slap of Yang Qingxuan's shoe contained powerful Vital Essence, which broke his hand bones and shook his head.
"Wah, don't hit me, don't hit me!"
Number Nine was inconsolable and wailed loudly.
He was a master of the Origin State, but he was slapped in the face by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with the sole of his shoe. How could he face others in the future?
Shangguan Haitang's expression changed greatly in the distance. This scene reminded him of the humiliation that day. He glared at Yang Qingxuan with hatred in his eyes.
But strangely, at this moment, when he saw Yang Qingxuan slapping Number Nine, he felt a trace of pleasure in his heart. He thought to himself, "It's so satisfying to slap people with the sole of your shoe."
Only then did Yang Qingxuan stop. He said coldly, "What I said just now was right. People won't cry until they see the coffin. Let me ask you again. How many of you are here? "
Number Nine covered his face. His eyes were full of hatred and despair, but he did not dare to play tricks anymore. He said, "There are three hundred and sixty-six people in the Evil Wind Mercenary Group. All of them are here."
The seven people's expressions changed greatly. Shangguan Haitang was stunned and his expression changed immediately. Although he was not clear about the situation, he had realized something.
Yin Yao asked in surprise, "What are the strength of these three hundred people?"
Number Nine said, "The leader and three deputy leaders are all in the Earth Realm. There are also forty-six masters in the Origin State. The rest are in the Genuine Martial Arts Realm."
"Ah!"
The few of them sucked in a breath of cold air, all of them somewhat dazed.
Although they expected the Evil Wind Mercenary Group to be strong, they never dreamed that it would be to this extent.
There were four Earth Realm masters in the five northern countries of the Xuanye Continent that had not appeared in hundreds of years in this mercenary group!
With such strength, together with the Chi Nation, it was not a dream to swallow the territory of the five countries!
Tan Tao said in shock and anger, "What are you trying to do?"
Number Nine pondered and said, "Unify the northern part of the Xuanye Continent and make it the base of our Evil Wind Mercenary Group."
As expected!
Everyone was shocked. Shangguan Haitang also immediately understood what was going on.
Yang Qingxuan said, "You are not from the Xuanye Continent?"
Number Nine said, "The Evil Wind Mercenary Group has no fixed residence. We wander the various major planes of the 33 Heavens. Wherever there is a patron, there is there."
Yang Qingxuan said, "Why did you choose the northern part of the Xuanye Continent? How did you collude with the Chi Nation?"
Number Nine said, "Our Evil Wind Mercenary Group's reputation in the 33 Heavens is not very good. There are many powers that don't like us and want to get rid of us as soon as possible. We have long since thought of finding a place to settle down. And the vice leader, Sir Su Xing, is from the Northern Five Countries. All of this was planned by him. "
"Su Xing!"
Shangguan Haitang was shocked and shouted, "It's actually him!"
Yang Qingxuan and the others looked at Shangguan Haitang. Although this name was extremely unfamiliar to them, the surname "Su" …
The Heavenly Consort Academy people looked at each other, as if they had guessed something.
Number Nine and Number Ten were also stunned, but they soon returned to normal. Shangguan Haitang was a country's heir, and Su Xing was originally from the Northern Five Countries. It was very normal for Shangguan Haitang to know this person.
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Young Master Haitang, it's your turn to speak."
Shangguan Haitang's expression slightly changed. She hesitated whether or not to speak, but in no more than an instant, she opened her mouth and said, "Su Xing is the younger brother of your Cangnan Country's Emperor Su Yu. He was the Cangnan Country's heir in the past, but he was later harmed by Su Yu, and his whereabouts are unknown. I did not expect that he actually left the Xuanye Continent and joined this Evil Wind Mercenary Group. "
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