Boom!
The yellow sand is rolling and the wind is howling.
A wild breath filled with heaven and earth came with the advance of rolling yellow sand.
Zhao Fang was indifferent and motionless. He calmly looked at his feet. With his eyesight, he could vaguely see that countless fuzzy figures appeared in the yellow sand.
"Tiger shark mercenary regiment, how can they come out? I haven''t stepped into the Takla desert yet."
Qiu Yao looked frightened. She seemed to see the devil who claimed life in hell. She had been pretending to be calm in front of Wang Teng. At the moment, her body trembled and hid in the corner.
"What do you mean?"
Zhao Fang asked puzzled.
"The tiger shark mercenary regiment is the overlord of the Takla desert. If anyone steps into the power of the Takla desert without their permission, it will be regarded as a provocation to the tiger shark mercenary regiment. The tiger shark mercenary regiment will bring this person back to the regiment, or kill, imprison, sell, or cooperate."
I don''t know whether the calmness of Zhao Fang and others infected Qiu Yao, or whether the strong hull on her back gave Qiu Yao support. She gradually calmed down and said slowly.
Zhao Fang looks at Dianwei.
"Well, it seems that we flew over Tacla."
Dianwei scratched his head.
Hearing this, Qiu Yao almost had an impulse to jump out of the boat.
I thought I would have a dependence on the ship, but I didn''t expect that the guys on the ship were all troublemakers.
"What is the overall strength of the tiger shark mercenary regiment?"
Zhao Fang looks at Qiu Yao.
Qiu Yao glanced at Zhao Fang''s back and looked gloomy.
Beside Zhao Fang, there were only a few servants who urged the warship. Compared with the fierce tiger shark mercenary regiment, there was no momentum and no number.
"Hey, what are your eyes? Look down on us? Believe it or not, I can kill the bird mercenary regiment with one foot."
Qiu Yao''s action was not obscure. Dian Wei saw it clearly and said angrily.
Qiu Yao quickly waved her hand.
Dianwei''s power was so strong that she almost left a psychological shadow on her.
"The tiger shark mercenary regiment has a total of 50000 people, with a thousand captain of 50, the cultivation of Emperor Wu, five ten thousand captains, one star wusheng and the heads of the three armies. Except that the scar face of the head of the third army is a six star wusheng, the heads of the second and first armies are all seven star wusheng peaks. It is said that the head of the first army has stepped into the realm of eight star wusheng."
"Tut Tut, even some top-grade forces don''t have this configuration. Unexpectedly, it''s just a mercenary regiment."
Zhao Fang''s eyes narrowed slightly when he looked at the people of the tiger shark mercenary Regiment:
"The tiger shark mercenary regiment has a degree of advance and retreat. It looks like a soldier."
"They used to be the elite of the first Legion under Wang Changlin, the second marshal of the Zhongling empire. Later, somehow, they rebelled under Wang Changlin. Under the leadership of the three army heads, they came directly to this Takla and occupied an area for the king."
"It''s strange to say that Wang Changlin and others knew about it, but they never sent someone to eliminate it."
Qiu Yao said.
"Army?" Zhao Fang smiled.
Just then.
The yellow sand scattered with the wind, revealing about 50000 Huang Jiajun soldiers.
These soldiers, at first glance, knew that they were brave and good at fighting. Each one was full of iron blood.
Maybe it''s because I''ve been a mercenary for too long. There is a faint atmosphere of alienation and heroism in this iron blood evil spirit.
"Who? How dare you fly over the head of our tiger shark mercenary regiment? I''m impatient?"
A scarred faced middle-aged man came out of the mercenary regiment, rode on a sand tiger at the beginning of the eighth step, rushed up into the sky and slowly appeared in front of the warship.
meanwhile.
Two others followed him, and behind them were more than 400 figures.
These people.
They are the elite of tiger shark mercenary regiment and have the cultivation of wuzun peak or Emperor Wu.
Under the crotch of these people, they all ride a ferocious sand tiger.
There are only three people in front of more than 400 people.
The man with scarred face on the left and the man with square face on the right is a man in the middle. He has a rough face and a tiger back and a bear waist. At a glance, he is the material of a fierce general.
As Zhao Fang looked at the man, his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Who are you, sir? My third brother is a little straight. Please forgive me."
The man with the right face glanced at the people and finally fell on Dianwei.
By feeling, he felt that the violent bear man in front of him should be the strongest of several people.
Even when I see this person, I feel a sense of panic.
Plus the strange black demon wolf ship in front of us.
That''s why his original aggressive questioning turned into such a peaceful inquiry.
"Are you tiger shark mercenaries?"
Unexpectedly, it was not the violent bear man who answered their questions, but a slightly thin little white face next to him.
Beside the little white face, there was a graceful, weak and boneless woman. The scarred man''s eyes narrowed slightly and flashed a trace of heat in his eyes.
It''s not just him.
Even the more than 400 people behind him almost had the same expression.
In the army, they are the famous spearhead army of the Zhongling empire. They are good at fighting, but they also have many problems, especially robbing women. They basically persist in repeated education.
Often because of style problems, it is called bandit army by external forces!
Later, he left the army and came to the Takla desert to become a mercenary.
The bandits'' nature has returned, and their style is even more unscrupulous.
So it became today''s scene.
If they were in the army, they would at most secretly look at a person like this, which is unique.
"Hum! Die!"
The dark fragrance looks slightly cold. When humming coldly, it is mixed with the power of the original God.
How can these mercenaries, who were trained by Emperor Wu, bear it.
One by one, their faces were pale, with a dull hum, their bodies retreated, and blood gushed from the corners of their mouths.
Even the three men with scarred faces were affected.
however.
In addition to the scarred man bleeding from the corners of his mouth, the other two stepped back and looked pale.
But when I looked at dark fragrance, I was a little more shocked.
Cold hum alone can hurt them. Even some top martial saints can''t do this kind of cultivation.
"You, you are the God of martial arts?"
The man standing in the middle stared at the dark fragrance with dignified eyes.
At the same time.
In its eyes, there is a crazy sense of war!
"Master, do you want to kill them?"
Dark fragrance hated the eyes of Scarface and others. When she asked Zhao Fang, she was filled with cold and killing intention.
"Master? Are you the slave of this little white face?"
The Scarface man couldn''t believe it. "Little white face, I want to change this woman with you.
"Little white face?" Zhao Fang was stunned and touched his angular face. "Are you praising me? Even so, what qualifications do you have to infect my female slave?"