Chapter 179
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"Why are you so impatient? Didn't you say you were going to launch a sneak attack? How am I supposed to sneak attack you when you laugh at me like that! "
"Haha, is there a need to launch a sneak attack against this kind of trash?"
This disdainful laughter, as well as the casual words that don't put them in their eyes, made the Raging Inferno Mercenary Group feel as if they were facing a great enemy.
"Who are you?! Come out! "
"Oh no, there's an ambush in this courtyard!"
Amidst the ruckus, Chang Yu stood up from the bushes, waved his hand and said, "Don't f * cking hide, just attack!"
"Okay!"
With a shout, ten people scurried out in a flash, surrounding the eight people of the Raging Inferno Mercenary Group.
The people of the Raging Inferno Mercenary Group were first startled, but when they discovered the cultivation level of the people surrounding them, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"After boasting so much, I thought they were some powerful figures. So they're just a bunch of f * cking rabble!"
"Hahaha, there are more than ten of them, but only two of them have reached the Earth Stage. And they still want to fight with us? You're overestimating yourself! "
The only man in the Raging Inferno Mercenary Group who is at the peak of Earth Stage waves his hand, his eyes revealing an ominous glint, "Brothers, let's go! Kill this group of trash, that Jun Muyan will still be ours! I heard that that bitch is a great beauty. Whoever kills the most people tonight, that bitch will be rewarded to you, and you can play with her for the night. "
"Boss is mighty!"
The people of the Raging Inferno Mercenary Group laugh and laugh heartily as they take the lead to attack, completely not putting the people of the Ink Camp in their eyes.
The corner of Chang Yu's mouth hooks up into a cold smile, he says in a clear voice: "Brothers of the Ink Camp, let this group of idiots know how powerful we are!"
"Kill —!!"
The crescent moon was like a hook, and the night was cool. However, the small courtyard was filled with a chilling killing intent.
From time to time, there would be screams and howls of pain.
Time passed very slowly.
After an entire hour, this battle finally came to an end.
Of the eight people from the Raging Inferno Mercenary Group, seven of them were lying on the ground, groaning in pain, unconscious, or with their heads separated from their bodies.
The only one who could still stand was the peak of the Earth Realm. He was aghast and couldn't believe what had just happened.
On the other hand, the dozen or so people from the Ink Camp.
Apart from a few cultivators who were injured, there were almost no casualties.
Chang Yu still had a head in his hand as he stared coldly at the remaining soldiers.
"You, who are you people?"
Why was it that a mere group of Profound Level ancient martial art practitioners could cause the elites of the Raging Inferno Mercenary Group to be unable to retaliate?
Not to mention that he, Zhao Shan, was at the peak of the Earth Rank, the third in command of the Raging Inferno Mercenary Group.
However, he was actually beaten by this motley crew to the point where he was unable to retaliate?
How was this possible?!
Each and every one of the people from the Ink Camp shows a sinister smile.
Someone even licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and said excitedly, "Damn it, I've been training every day for the past few days and have been tortured like a dog. Today, I can finally vent my frustrations on these bastards!"
"As expected, I still like the feeling of crushing my opponents the most!"
"But I have to say, Miss Jun is really too awesome. It's only been a short half month of training, and our Ink Camp is actually able to get rid of a group of peak Earth Stages."
Chang Yu tossed the head away and wiped his bloody hands on his face.
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