Time flowed like water, and in the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

Seven days is not a long time for a warrior, and a retreat is like a blink of an eye, and it is over in an instant.

It's just that in the past seven days, a major event has happened, which has plunged the entire beast city into extreme excitement, and it can even be said to be hot.

At dusk, the second floor of a rather luxurious restaurant was full of guests.

"After enduring it for so long, I finally started to fight back!" said a warrior with a glass of wine and a sigh.

"Yes!" Another martial artist nodded in agreement, and said with emotion: "At the age of sixteen, facing the full search and pursuit of a sect that is about to enter the eighth-rank level, not only has it survived for nearly half a year, but its strength has been greatly improved, and now it is incredible to kill so many masters with the power of one person!"

"By the way, who of you knows how many people he has killed in the past seven days?" At this time, a warrior at the next table came over and asked.

At this time, the warriors on several tables nearby also stopped their conversations, and the topic they were talking about just now was also this, at this time, when they heard the words of this martial artist, they were stunned for a moment, they really didn't seriously calculate this problem, and couldn't help but cast their eyes over.

As if there was a chain reaction, there was no sound here, and the other people at the table also stopped talking and looked at them suspiciously.

Suddenly, the entire second floor fell silent.

Seeing that everyone looked over, several people on the table were also stunned, and then reacted, and several people turned their eyes to one of them, who seemed to be a Confucian student. But a man dressed in a mercenary outfit.

"You're asking the right person!" the Confucian man smiled slightly, "Our Flying Eagle Mercenary Regiment has two teams in the 100,000 mountains, and we have some understanding of his movements in the past few days!"

"It's actually from the Flying Eagle Mercenary Group!" Hearing the words of this Confucian man, everyone's faces suddenly showed surprise.

The Flying Eagle Mercenary Regiment has a good reputation among the mercenary circles of the Thousand Snow Empire, as long as it is a mercenary, there is almost no one who does not know the way.

It's not that its strength is strong, in fact, the strength of this Flying Eagle Mercenary Group can only be regarded as medium, not strong.

And that's why it's so famous. But it's because of the members of its mercenary group. It's all hunters.

The so-called hunter is not a hunter who hunts wild beasts, but a profession similar to a bounty hunter, and is extremely good at tracking trails. Dedicated to following the trails of those who are hard to find. The intelligence is then sold. Get paid.

This Flying Eagle Mercenary Regiment specializes in this kind of business.

Taking in the surprised looks on everyone's faces, the Confucian man showed a smug smile on his face, "Since you are so interested. Then I will give you a scandal and say. ”

Picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, cleared his throat, and said slowly: "On the first day, six teams, a total of one hundred and thirty-one people, forty-eight people in the early stage of the nine-star swordsman, thirty-nine people in the middle stage of the nine-star period, twenty people in the late nine-star stage, and fourteen half-step sword spirits, including fourteen one-star mid-stage sword spirits, were all slaughtered and slaughtered by them, and not a single one was left alive!"

"Hiss"

As for this number, everyone already knew when it was spread seven days ago, but when they heard it again, they still couldn't help but gasp.

Although he was shocked, no one made a sound to disturb him.

The Confucian man was also quite satisfied with everyone's attitude, paused, and continued.

"The next day, eight teams, a total of two hundred and seven people, one hundred and fifty-four nine-star swordsmen, thirty half-step sword spirits, and twenty-three one-star sword spirits, were all slaughtered and slaughtered, and not a single one was left alive!"

Ignoring the shocked looks on people's faces, the Confucian man then continued.

"On the third day, eleven teams, attacking two hundred and seventy-four people, two hundred and thirteen nine-star sword soldiers, thirty-six half-step sword spirits, twenty-four one-star sword spirits, and two-star sword spirits, were all slaughtered and slaughtered, leaving not a single fire opening!"

At this time, nearly a hundred people gathered on the second floor, but there was silence, only the voice of the Confucian man sounded slowly.

During this period, a junior second felt curious and came up to ask, but before he could speak, he was glared at by a martial artist, and he was so frightened that the words that came to his mouth were swallowed hard, and he didn't dare to speak.

But he didn't go any further, but stood on the periphery and listened quietly.

It may be that Xiao Er has been on the second floor for too long, and after a while, the shopkeeper also ran up, and when he saw Xiao Er, he was just about to shout loudly, but just like before, he was just about to speak, and was glared at by several martial artists, and hurriedly shut up, but he didn't go down again.

Gradually, the diners on the first floor seemed to notice the strange silence on the second floor, and in curiosity, they couldn't help but come up to take a look, but as soon as they came up, they stopped going down.

There were more and more people, and finally the entire second floor was full of people, there were three or four hundred, but they were still silent, quietly listening to the voice of the Confucian man in the middle.

"On the sixth day, twenty-four teams, a total of five hundred and eighteen people. There are 423 nine-star sword soldiers, 52 half-step sword spirits, 28 one-star sword spirits, and 15 two-star sword spirits. All of them were slaughtered and slaughtered, and none of them survived!"

Speaking of this, the Confucian man stopped, took a breath, picked up the flask, and took a big sip, feeling the burning sensation in his chest, and felt all over his body.

"I'm grass, is this guy a human being or not, how do you feel that your strength is the same every day!"

"Oh my God! This guy is too wicked, in six days, carefully calculated, the number of people who died in his hands is almost two thousand!"

"That's it, just the two-star sword spirit that died in his hands, there are almost a hundred!"

At this moment when the Confucian man stopped, everyone who had been listening quietly with bated breath finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then burst into exclamations.

"Is this surprised?" The Confucian man, who had drunk a small half pot of wine and moistened his throat, looked up at everyone with a hint of sneer on his face.

"Is there more?" Hearing this, some clever people in the crowd instantly reacted and asked.

Hear the man's voice. The other people who were still in shock suddenly became agitated and hurriedly turned their eyes to the Confucian man.

The scene fell silent again.

"Hehe, this time the two teams of my Iron Eagle Mercenary Regiment into the One Hundred Thousand Mountains are personally led by the two deputy leaders of my Iron Eagle Mercenary Regiment!"

"According to the latest news from the two deputy heads, from this morning to this time"

Speaking of this, the Confucian man made a long note, but did not continue.

"You mean!"

"Damn, hurry up and tell Lao Tzu!"

Confucian men are so appetizing. It instantly angered some of the hot-tempered warriors in the crowd. Immediately shouted angrily.

Hearing this, the Confucian man also knew that he had gone too far, and his Iron Eagle Mercenary Regiment was good at chasing the traces of others, but his strength was not strong. He can't afford to offend these warriors. Immediately, I hurriedly put away the idea of taking the opportunity to reap some benefits in an instant. Hurriedly said.

"By this time, thirty teams, a total of six hundred and thirty-seven people. There are 490 nine-star swordsmen. Sixty-seven half-step sword spirits, forty-three one-star sword spirits, and thirty-seven two-star sword spirits were all slaughtered and slaughtered, and not a single one survived!"

As soon as the Confucian man's voice fell, a gasp suddenly sounded in the crowd.

It's really amazing, it's only a day apart, but the gap is so big, just the two-star sword spirit is more than twice as big as yesterday!

"My Iron Eagle Mercenary Regiment has specially calculated that in seven days, Han Chen has killed a total of 2,763 nine-star swordsmen. There are three hundred and sixteen half-step sword spirits. One hundred and eighty-seven one-star sword spirits. One hundred and twenty-nine two-star sword spirits!" Before everyone came back to their senses, the Confucian man said again.

Hearing this, everyone who had not yet come back to their senses suddenly felt dizzy.

"Let's not talk about the nine-star swordsman, the one-star sword spirit, the two-star sword spirit. That's a powerhouse in the Sword Spirit Realm! In seven days, he has been killed so much, this Han Chen is really only sixteen years old? Is he really still human?" After a while, people finally came to their senses.

The object of people's talk before was Han Chen.

Seven days ago, since Han Chen had been promoted to cultivation, he had left the small valley and started hunting.

That's right, it's hunting, he wants to hunt down those mercenary teams who have gone deep into the 100,000 mountains, intending to capture him and receive the tempting bounty of Ten Thousand Soldiers.

Although Han Chen and these mercenary teams have no grievances and have never even met each other so far, there is no doubt that these teams that have remained in the 100,000 mountains so far are all playing with his ideas.

There is no need for any other reason, just this one is enough.

Han Chen has never been a master who is bullied, and he is even more unwilling to suffer.

Since these people hit him with their ideas, they will have to pay for it.

At this point, the 100,000 mountains began to boil completely.

After the end of the first day, the news came out quickly, and all of a sudden, everyone knew that Han Chen, who had been hunted and searched by Wan Bingzhai for so long, finally broke out and began to fight back.

Next, people paid close attention to Han Chen's movements every day.

This caused this scene in the restaurant at this time.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the stairs, and then I saw a thin man rushing up, his eyes swept away, and when he saw the Confucian man, he immediately shouted with joy on his face: "Big brother, big news, the latest big news!"

The nearby warriors shouted loudly when they saw this thin little man coming up, and even if they wanted to get angry, but the next moment, when they saw the Confucian man coming over, they knew that this person was probably also from the Iron Eagle Mercenary Group, and couldn't help but swallow the anger that came to their mouths, and looked at the two of them curiously.

"Niuzi, what's going on? What's the big news!" The Confucian man asked, walking up to the thin man.

Taking a breath, the joy on the thin man's face couldn't be hidden, and he said extremely quickly: "Big brother, the deputy head of the regiment just came with the latest news, the team composed of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group and the Snow Lion Mercenary Group was wiped out by Han Chen!"

"What? What about the Iron Wolf and the Snow Lion?" Hearing this, the Confucian man looked shocked and hurriedly asked.

"Dead too!" said the thin man with excitement on his face.

Hearing this, the Confucian man immediately fell into a stupor.

The thin man's voice was not concealed in the slightest, and the people around him could hear it clearly.

Like the Confucian men, people were in a state of stagnation.

The Iron Wolf and Snow Lion Mercenary Group are very famous, and they can even be said to be thunderous.

Just because, the strength of these two mercenary groups is extremely strong, among them there are nearly twenty one-star sword spirits alone, and several deputy leaders are two-star sword spirits, as for the two group leaders, they are even stronger in the realm of three-star sword spirits.

But at this time, these two mercenary groups were slaughtered and wiped out by Han Chen, and even the two iron wolves and snow lions were not spared.

Thinking of this, everyone only felt as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer in their hearts, and they were dull.

Hearing that Han Chen had killed so many one-star sword spirits and two-star sword spirits before, they were indeed shocked, after all, Han Chen's age was too young, and before that, although he had also appeared a few times. Killed some masters, but they were all petty fights.

Even if they encountered Ouyang Shu, Li San and others, they only killed some nine-star swordsmen and half-step sword spirits.

But this time it was a real big move.

However, no matter how big the movement is, it can't compare to the shock of this news at this moment.

The three-star sword spirit, that is already at the apex of the initial level, at this level, has been able to make some superficial use of the 'Spirit Imperial Sword', compared to the one- and two-star sword spirit, the strength is completely incomparable.

However, even so, the Iron Wolf and the Snow Lion, who possessed the three-star Sword Spirit Realm, still died, and they were still together, and they were killed.

In other words, at this time, Han Chen already had the strength to kill the three-star sword spirit.

Three-star sword spirit!Everyone only felt suffocated!(To be continued......)