When Ling Zhan's indifferent words fell.

A group of job-changers wearing snow-white sword robes came out of a certain corner of the stone palace slowly.

Anseli and Adolphus took a closer look, but their expressions immediately became serious.

"It's from the Holy Sword Guild..."

Holy Sword Guild.

It is also a well-known grand guild in the Holy Continent.

Although the strength is not as good as Eden, it should not be underestimated.

It is said that the president of this guild is also a level 190 top sword god.

The strength of this group of people is obviously several times stronger than that of Zhang Hu and others. Just talking about the aura emanating from them can firmly overwhelm Zhang Hu.

This group of people had been hiding in a hidden place in the stone palace just now, and their aura was perfectly concealed, even Anselie and Adolphus didn't know about it.

Zhang Hu and others didn't know either.

Now being named by Ling Zhan, not only is there no embarrassment, but a look of arrogance on the contrary.

certainly…

When they looked at Zhang Hu and the others who were completely restrained and were about to **** their lives dry, fear still flashed deep in their pupils.

Although the strength of Zhang Hu and others is **** in their eyes, anyone here can rub Zhang Hu on the ground, but Ling Zhan, who has subdued so many people with a single move, is still unbearable. Not taken seriously.

As for Zhang Hu, who was on the verge of death, after seeing this group of people from the Holy Sword Guild, hope flashed across his face, and he quickly shouted: "Meng Di! Save our lives, I, Demon Dragon Palace and Ten Thousand Beasts are willing to give A quasi-holy artifact as a reward!"

Meng Di, a level 139 four-turn sword god, is also the leader of the group of people in white sword robes in front of him.

The strength is only under Zhan Zicheng.

now.

When Meng Di heard Zhang Hu's request, his expression changed slightly.

Quasi-Hallows!

This reward can be described as very rich!

You must know that a holy weapon is hard to find. Even Zhan Zicheng, the third son of the president of the Holy Sword Guild, cannot own a piece of holy weapon equipment.

Although Zhang Hu is rubbish, the owner of the Demon Dragon Palace is very indulgent to him.

It is said that it was because Zhang Hu had been kind to him when he was young, so now the palace lord is willing to spend a lot of resources to raise him to level 140 for Zhang Hu, a useless cousin.

Even Zhang Mingruo's attitude towards Zhang Hu is very respectful, so that Zhang Hu's status is quite high in the Demon Dragon Palace despite his lack of strength.

This time the Lingzang was born, Zhang Hu's original intention was to bring people here to search for resources, and by the way, to prove his strength to those who laughed at him.

It's just that he didn't expect to be unsuccessful, and he encountered Ling Zhan not long after entering the Lingguang Secret Realm.

Meng Di still believed in Zhang Hu's promise.

With Zhang Hu's status in the Demon Dragon Palace, it is not difficult to get a quasi-holy artifact in a shameless manner.

This made Meng Di very tempted.

In addition, he originally took people to hide in the dark to observe, but he just wanted to wait for the two sides to lose both sides in the fight before coming out to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

It's just that I didn't expect that the fighting power of this unemployed individual was unexpectedly strong.

But it doesn't matter...

They are not a bunch of trash like Zhang Hu!

Every member of the Holy Sword Guild has to undergo a rigorous test of strength before joining the guild.

Even Zhan Zicheng, as the chairman's son, would not be able to join the association if he failed to complete the test.

So Meng Di is very confident in himself and this group of teammates.

In his eyes, the strength of this unprofessional person is indeed a bit unexpected, but it is still within the range that can be dealt with.

"Ling Zhan, right?"

"I won't talk nonsense. Give Meng Di a face, release Zhang Hu and others, and leave those two dragon scales by the way. You can take your two teammates and leave."

Meng Di waved his hand lightly, and his words were full of the meaning of winning.

"Did you hear me! Let me go!"

"Otherwise you and your teammates won't be able to leave!"

Zhang Hu, who was completely drained and bloodless, hurriedly drank.

If you don't put him down, you'll be belching in a while!

Seeing this, Adolphus' rough face also became gloomy.

But Anseli didn't panic at all, she came behind Ling Zhan with a calm expression, she didn't need to say anything, just looking at Ling Zhan's tall and slender back was enough to feel at ease.

She is full of 100% confidence in Ling Zhan's strength.

Facing Meng Di's high-ranking and persecuting remarks, Ling Zhan's expression was always calm, and he said calmly: "You have a big tone."

Meng Di smiled proudly and said, "Yes, but I have enough strength to support what I said."

Immediately, his expression became cold: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, and make a choice! Either keep things and release Zhang Hu, or... die here!"

Clang!

The moment Meng Di's words fell.

These one hundred sword gods pulled out their sharp swords in unison, and the coercive aura unique to the profession of the sword **** poured out like a waterfall that opened the gate. The sword will be filled!

Even Adolphus, who was the meat tank in the front row, couldn't help but change slightly when faced with the raging sword intent.

Even Adolphus.

Let alone Anselie?

As a priest, her frontal combat power is almost zero. Once a battle starts, the sword intent released by the hundred sword gods alone is enough for her.

But her pretty face remained firm.

And the source of her courage is naturally Ling Zhan.

Facing the attacks and threats from the Holy Sword Guild, Ling Zhan, who had a calm expression on his face, not only did not have any fear, but laughed all of a sudden.

"Interesting, this is buy one get one free."

Meng Di looked at Ling Zhan who was smiling, and frowned, "What? Are you determined to seek death?"

"Meng Di! What are you talking to him about! Go ahead and kill him!"

"If you don't do anything, I will be sucked to death by the branches and vines!"

But at this moment, Zhang Hu shouted.

"In that case, brothers, let's go!"

"Don't show mercy, just cut this kid into pieces!"

Seeing this, Meng Di also waved his hand, ordering the No. 100 sword gods under his command to rush forward!

no way…

Seeing this tiger's face as pale as a ghost, Meng Di was also taken aback!

Don't let this trash die!

If he is dead, how can he get the quasi-holy artifact?

Think about it.

It doesn't matter too much.

Meng Di tipped his toes, and directly dodged in front of Zhang Hu, pulled out his long sword, a top-grade spiritual weapon, and slammed it down at the huge group of vines in front of him!

'Slaying Sword Qi'!

Swish!

With a swing of the sword, the piercing sword energy split and slashed fiercely on the vine!

When Zhang Hu saw this, a look of joy appeared on his face.

However, in the next second, his joy froze on his face!

because…

clang!

After Meng Di's killing sword qi slashed on the vine, instead of cutting it off with force, it seemed to slash on the indestructible steel, and brilliant sparks bloomed!

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