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Chapter 87: Vice Leader, Lin Aotian
🕑 Added 2024-09-17 05:25:05 +0000 UTC"But this mountain range is truly rich in resources," Ren Xing couldn't help but remark as he walked around.
Within the Tiangu Mountains, there were many untapped mineral veins, and the surrounding area was full of valuable herbs. These things were all wealth!
Huang Conghui and the others were even more excited. The mere thought of being able to mine these resources made them salivate with anticipation.
However, at that moment, a terrifying aura surged from the distance.
"They’re coming," Ren Xing sneered.
As soon as he spoke, Huang Conghui and the others could see a dark mass of figures approaching from the distance.
"The Lion Mercenary Group!" someone from the Steel Iron Mercenary Group exclaimed.
Their bodies trembled as the overwhelming pressure approached.
A large group of heavily armed Lion Mercenary warriors marched forward with imposing momentum. It was clear from the powerful aura they exuded that this was no ordinary mercenary group.
"Lord, what should we do?" Huang Conghui and the others gripped their weapons tightly, their faces tense.
"What are you afraid of?" Ren Xing remained completely calm, a mocking smile tugging at his lips.
No matter how well-equipped they were, they couldn’t withstand his sword!
"This Lion Mercenary Group is indeed different from the others," Ye Fan observed, watching the approaching warriors with interest.
Each member of the Lion Mercenary Group wore high-quality armor, clearly crafted from special materials, offering superior protection.
"Who dares cause trouble in the Tiangu Mountains?" the leader of the group, a brawny man, scanned Ren Xing’s group and barked coldly.
"Steel Iron Mercenary Group," Ren Xing stepped forward, his voice calm.
"A third-rate mercenary group?" one of the Lion Mercenary Group members scoffed.
The rest of the group turned their gazes toward Ren Xing, their eyes filled with disdain.
To them, the Steel Iron Mercenary Group was nothing more than a small, insignificant team.
Huang Conghui’s expression darkened at their words, but he couldn’t deny the truth. Compared to the Lion Mercenary Group, their group was indeed far inferior.
"You’re not the leader of the Lion Mercenary Group, are you?" Ren Xing asked, eyeing the man who had spoken.
Although the man’s strength seemed to be at the sixth tier, Ren Xing sensed that he wasn’t very powerful. The leader of the Lion Mercenary Group should at least be at the peak of the sixth tier.
"I’m the Vice Leader, Lin Aotian," the man replied proudly.
"Vice Leader, huh..." Ren Xing narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I wonder if you have the authority to make decisions. I want this territory," Ren Xing said casually, his gaze fixed on Lin Aotian.
Lin Aotian was momentarily stunned by Ren Xing’s words. A second later, he burst into laughter.
"Are you trying to make me die of laughter?" he mocked, and the others around him also broke into laughter.
It was as if Ren Xing had told the most ridiculous joke in the world.
"You dare come to our Lion Mercenary Group and kill? You must have a death wish," Lin Aotian snarled, his face twisting with malice.
In an instant, he raised his greatsword and slashed toward Ren Xing.
"Hmph!" Ren Xing snorted coldly.
With a swift thought, he drew the Yao Zhan Sword and slashed back.
Though the Yao Zhan Sword appeared much thinner than Lin Aotian’s greatsword, when the two weapons collided, the power of the Yao Zhan Sword was not only equal but even stronger.
A powerful sword aura burst forth, forcing Lin Aotian’s greatsword back.
Lin Aotian stumbled a few steps, his eyes widening in shock.
He had not expected Ren Xing’s strength to be this overwhelming.
"You bastard!" Lin Aotian roared in fury.
He poured all his energy into his greatsword, causing it to emit a powerful sword aura.
"Hmph," Ren Xing sneered, completely unfazed.
With a single hand, he wielded the Yao Zhan Sword and met Lin Aotian’s greatsword head-on.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The impact of their swords created a series of deafening explosions, sending shockwaves that stirred up strong winds all around them.
Both the Steel Iron Mercenary Group and the Lion Mercenary Group warriors retreated, shocked by the raw power on display.
"Their strength is terrifying," Huang Conghui muttered, his voice trembling.
The onlookers could only watch in awe as the two titans clashed, their weapons colliding with earth-shattering force.
"Lord Ren Xing, you have to win..." Huang Conghui whispered, his voice filled with desperation.
The stakes were high. If Ren Xing lost, they would be in grave danger.
Huang Conghui exchanged nervous glances with his comrades. They had already made their decision — if Ren Xing lost, they would flee immediately. They had no chance against the Lion Mercenary Group on their own.
"Tsk, tsk, you’re at the peak of the sixth tier. I really underestimated you," Ren Xing said with a twisted smile as he faced Lin Aotian.
With a thought, he channeled his source energy into the Yao Zhan Sword.
Boom!
A massive surge of power erupted from the sword, unleashing a devastating sword aura.
The terrifying energy blasted Lin Aotian backward, sending him flying.
Lin Aotian managed to regain his footing after being thrown back, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He had never expected Ren Xing’s strength to be so overwhelming.
"But that’s all you’ve got, isn’t it..." Lin Aotian sneered, gripping his greatsword tightly, ready to strike again.
However, before he could move, he saw Ren Xing raise the Yao Zhan Sword above his head.
In the blink of an eye, Ren Xing slashed downward with the sword.
Whoosh!
[Dark Flame Soul Slash!]
A white flame shot forth from the sword, hurtling toward Lin Aotian.
His eyes widened in shock, and without thinking, he leaped to the side.
Boom!
The white flame crashed into the spot where Lin Aotian had been standing, leaving a massive crater in the ground. The surrounding earth was scorched black, and some of the grass was still burning.
"What terrifying flames!"
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