Mercenaries in Two Worlds

Seeing that things couldn't continue like this, Zhang Qian knew the three Wang brothers had to evacuate first. "Wang Er, take Wang Yi and the others and retreat first. The Three Swords Mercenary Group is all here now. You guys charge out and regroup at Sword Guard City. I'll hold them off; I'll be there shortly."

Seeing that the Hong family was about to be destroyed, and with no one left to restrain the Three Swords Mercenary Group, the Wang family mercenary group had no choice but to abandon their base and begin their escape.

"You killed my brother and think you can just leave?" He Mu had been searching for the Wang family mercenary group for the past few days, but he never expected them to be hiding here. It was truly killing two birds with one stone.

Five years ago, Ci Yan, Xuan Feng, and He Mu founded the Three Swords Mercenary Group. The three were like brothers. Unexpectedly, just as they were beginning to rise to prominence, Xuan Feng was killed here. This infuriated He Mu, who had already vowed to tear the Three Swords Mercenary Group apart.

Seeing a master of the Jin Yuan Dan technique arrive, Zhang Qian cried out in despair, gritting his teeth, "Quickly, let's go, I'll hold him off." He took out the Crimson Flame Pill and held it in his hand, already preparing to take it.

"No, if we're going to die, we'll all die together." Wang Yi's forehead veins bulged, displaying a self-sacrificing and righteous attitude.

Zhang Qian's words immediately shattered his composure: "Damn it, don't drag us down. As long as I can hold out until Ye Mei breaks through, I'll be safe. The three of you will only be a hindrance here, and we'll have to spare some attention to protect you."

“Zhang Qian is right, you guys go first.” Xia Yun pulled a dagger from the enemy’s throat and said coldly.

"No one is leaving." He Mu raised the jade ruler and shouted, "Ten Thousand Shadows of the Ruler!"

A hundred yellow shadows descended from the sky, pressing down on Zhang Qian and his group, aiming to wipe out the Wang family mercenary group in one fell swoop.

"Liar! What 'ten thousand paths'? There are clearly only a few dozen." Zhang Qian gripped his broadsword tightly, still mocking.

When someone pointed out that his martial arts skills were too low, He Mu's face turned red, and he gritted his teeth, "You're still being stubborn."

"What dead duck? It's all a lie." Just as Zhang Qian and his group of five were preparing to defend themselves with all their might, Ye Mei finally completed her breakthrough. Holding her jade sword, she flew over like a celestial being descending from the heavens. With a light touch of her jade feet on the ground, she shouted, "Radiant Sword!" Instantly, countless sword shadows flashing with azure light shattered the ruler shadow one by one, annihilating it into nothingness.

He Mu's martial skill was broken by someone who had just advanced to the Yuan Dan realm. His already flushed face turned even redder, and veins bulged. "You little wench, prepare to die!"

Ye Mei, like a spider lily blooming in a blood-red land, stood gracefully, her delicate hand gripping a jade sword, her crimson lips parting slightly, "You go first, I'll be right behind you, hurry." Her tone was convincing, yet she herself was resolutely facing the enemy.

Zhang Qian swallowed the Crimson Flame Pill, and his cultivation level soared to the fifth level of Foundation Establishment. It truly lived up to its reputation as a fourth-grade spiritual pill; the money was well spent. He laughed loudly, "I'll help you."

"I'll take it too." Xia Yun was about to take the Crimson Flame Pill when Zhang Qian interrupted her.

"Screw you, lead them out of here. Don't be stingy with your pills. If Wang San dies, I'll kill you."

"Why."

"I'm stronger than you, what are you glaring at me for? That's a fact. Hurry up, we'll hold them off for a bit, we'll be there shortly." Feeling the spiritual energy condensing into liquid within his dantian, boiling like hot water, Zhang Qian cleaved off the head of the enemy in front of him with a single stroke. Blood gushed out, staining his clothes. "Damn it, that's disgusting," Zhang Qian cursed, charging towards the three people in front of him.

Xia Yun glanced at Zhang Qian with a complicated expression, having already made up her mind. Hesitation at this moment would cost everyone's lives.

Zhang Qian confronted an enemy, his back to Xia Yun, and said in a deep voice, "Xia Yun, if I don't get back, help me find Xiao Hui and Wang Cai."

"Hmm." Xia Yun had no time to be sad anymore. The sooner she could get the three Wang brothers out, the more space Ye Mei and Zhang Qian would have to retreat. She turned around and left, gripping her dagger tightly with both hands. Like a ghost, she stabbed several people who tried to stop her at close range, and led the three Wang brothers toward the back door.

Zhang Qian laughed loudly, feeling the pent-up frustration and anger in his heart suddenly erupt. He relaxed his mind, letting the boiling spiritual energy surge through his veins, and shouted, "Come on, let your grandpa teach you how to use martial arts!"

With an air of unparalleled arrogance, he charged straight into the crowd. The main force of the Three Swordsmen was in the front yard, and most of them were at the Qi Refining level. The few at the Foundation Establishment level were also mostly at the lower level. So Zhang Qian started killing without any hesitation.

"That's not how you use the Stone-Breaking Sword." With a light slash of his saber, he broke the martial arts technique of a Qi Refining Level 8 cultivator in front of him. He grinned and said, "It should be like this." Using his saber as a sword, he unleashed a Stone-Breaking Sword strike several times stronger than the previous one, cleaving the opponent in two, his internal organs spilling onto the ground.

After glancing at the corpse, Zhang Qian sighed and said, "It's a pity you'll never learn that."

"That's not how you use the Earth-Shaking Fist..." He shook his head and laughed, having blasted the opponent into pieces with a single punch.

"wrong……"

"You're wrong too..."

Like wolves among sheep, they slaughtered more than twenty Qi Refining cultivators before the situation gradually improved as Foundation Establishment cultivators arrived.

Zhang Qian also felt increasingly strained, and before he knew it, he was surrounded. His injuries gradually increased, making him look like a blood-soaked man.

Ye Mei and He Mu were locked in a fierce battle, neither able to gain the upper hand, yet neither could break free. Seeing Zhang Qian gradually being swallowed up by the crowd, she hurriedly called out, "Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian!" Unexpectedly, she was distracted and was struck on the back by He Mu's foot, leaving a bluish-purple mark.

Ye Mei spat out a mouthful of blood. Although she was anxious, she dared not be distracted and directly swallowed the Crimson Flame Pill, causing her cultivation level to surge to the third level of the Yuan Dan realm.

The crowd surrounding Zhang Qian suddenly stopped shouting and killing; everything froze, as if time had stood still.

A moment later, with a loud "boom," the explosion suddenly shattered the structure, and people fell to the ground amidst cries of agony.

Zhang Qian was engulfed in purple flames, like a phoenix rising from the ashes. "Haha, Ye Mei, how could your brother Qian die so easily? Isn't my divine fire cool?" In his madness, he mixed his divine sense with spiritual energy, ignited it, and unleashed his final brilliance.

"Handsome." Ye Mei felt relieved and gave Zhang Qian a sweet smile.

This smile was like a flower forest suddenly covering a blood-soaked land, its fragrance delightful.

The two exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's meaning, and couldn't help but laugh. Then they looked away, focusing intently on facing the approaching enemy.

There are always some kindred spirits who understand each other perfectly, often needing only a few words to grasp the meaning of a sentence. They are destined never to become lovers, only to share the purest form of appreciation.

"Haha, hearing your praise, I have no regrets even if I die." Zhang Qian laughed heartily, and charged towards the enemy ranks with the fire of his divine consciousness.

"Please don't die, or I, your sister Mei, will be heartbroken."

The greatsword, imbued with divine fire, spontaneously combusted upon contact, instantly transforming anyone who touched it into a dark, lifeless body. The three swordsmen were terrified and dared not approach for a moment.

He Feng was extremely surprised; he had never heard of the divine fire being so powerful or lasting for such a long time. Enraged, he roared, "A bunch of useless trash! What are you afraid of? The divine fire can only burn for a moment! Attack!"

But everyone hesitated and dared not step forward, as Zhang Qian's imposing aura, as if possessed by the god of fire, was too overwhelming.

After a while, the members of the Three Swords Mercenary Group looked at He Feng with puzzled expressions, as if to say, "What happened to the agreed-upon 'moment'? It's been so long, are you lying to me?"

Some people could no longer bear the pressure and turned to run away, causing a chain reaction as a group of people retreated in panic.

In fact, Zhang Qian was also puzzled as to why his divine sense was inexhaustible, as if it could never be burned out. In any case, this gave him a glimmer of hope.