Duan Fei, Zhen Xue, and Song Jiajia were facing a great enemy, and their palms were sweating wildly.

Although they are disciples of Mengxitang and have killed people, this is their first large-scale killing of the enemy. How can they not be frightened?

Lin Ping'an was so scared that he hid under the horse's belly, trembling, and didn't even know how to pick up the weapons on the ground, but his hands penetrated deep into his sleeves, as if he was looking for something...

"Qianye, Zhen Xue, you are responsible for staying behind and protecting Ning's richest family, and everyone else will be killed by me."

Wei Yinghong pulled out the soft sword from her waist, rode her as a cock, and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

Although Duan Fei and Song Jiajia paused for a moment, they immediately followed him. Only Lin Ping'an hid under the horse's belly, like a frightened child.

Chen Qiye was really amused and crying about Lin Ping'an's performance. The disciple of Mengxitang, who was still a fourth-level warrior, was so scared that he even threw away his weapons by a group of third- and second-level evil enemies.

Wei Yinghong is a level 6 combat division. Killing several level 4 combat divisions is like taking things out. With Duan Fei, Song Jiajia, and a group of Ning family servants, the balance of victory was almost on their side from the beginning.

However, Chen Qiye also understood the flowers in greenhouses like Lin Ping'an very well and could not stand such large-scale killings.

"Peace, you..."

Chen Qiye was about to comfort him and helped Lin Ping'an up from under the horse's belly. However, Zhen Xue walked over directly and kicked Lin Ping'an in the butt. He said angrily: "Lin Ping'an, you are too boring, don't you dare to kill someone?"

Lin Ping'an pulled his hand back from his sleeve and said loudly, "We met a large number of people from the Demon Sect at the border between Chaizhou and Qingzhou, the hinterland of Jingguo. How could I not be afraid?"

"Why do you say that you are so loud? You are so bold that you can't help the wall. Why don't you get out of here and go and help Senior Sister Wei kill the enemy?" Zhen Xue said with anger.

"I'm a little anxious to pee. Can you let me shit..." Lin Ping'an also blushed a little, and said in a bad manner.

Zhen Xue was upset with Lin Ping'an a few words. When she turned around, she saw Chen Qiye in a daze. She felt that she was a little abrupt just now.

Then, Zhen Xue approached the pretended little girl and said, "Senior Brother Chen, don't you blame me for educating Lin Ping'an like this. The main reason is that he is too cowardly. Everyone in the Ning family is watching. How can we lose our Mengxitang face."

Chen Qiye instantly came to his senses, and a smile like a spring breeze appeared on his face: "No wonder, then we should protect the safety of the Ning family."

As he said that, Chen Qiye was about to drive his horse to the Ning family carriage and be on guard. He suddenly turned around and asked, "Junior Sister Xue, who are you?"

Zhen Xue was stunned and didn't think much about it. After all, her origin was known to both women when she formed a team with Wei Yinghong and Song Jiajia.

"It's Qingzhou."

In half an hour, Wei Yinghong led Lin Ping'an, Duan Fei, Song Jiajia, and the remaining servants of the Ning family back triumphantly. This time, there were thirty-seven servants who went on the road with Ning Xuan, but fifteen of them came back in the end. This time, the battle was fierce.

After a baptism of a battle, Wei Yinghong, Song Jiajia, Lin Ping'an and Duan Fei obviously lacked a sense of youth, more mature and murderous aura, which is the difference between flowers in the greenhouse and Platycodon in the wild.

In their respective homes, even warriors like Duan Fei who speak out in small families only focus on martial arts and have never experienced killing.

Only a warrior who has been on the battlefield and killed people like today is a qualified warrior.

"We are saved? Are our Ning family really saved?" Hearing the sound of returning triumphantly, Ning Xuan jumped out of the carriage. Looking at the bloody crowd in front of him, he couldn't believe it.

Just now, when the seventy or eighty masked men appeared on a fast horse, Ning Xuan was frightened and even the suicide note had been written. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, he would be able to escape danger?

"Master, thanks to Miss Wei's contribution, she killed three combat divisions alone, so we could win this fierce battle..." Captain Jung, a third-level combat soldier, began to tell the whole process of this battle, focusing on Wei Yinghong's contribution.

She was a level six combat division. After overcoming the cowardly battle, she was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep among a group of level two and third combat soldiers and level four combat divisions.

Even if the original team of the Shenji Camp encountered a Level 6 combat division, they would probably be killed.

For a martial arts institution with the highest level of the Wild Wolf Mountain Continent like Mengxitang, as long as the disciples in the hall overcome their bloody fears, they will almost be unable to stitch their opponents at the same level.

After hearing this, Ning Xuan was also grateful to Wei Yinghong, Lin Ping'an, Duan Fei and Song Jiajia, and bowed repeatedly.

"Thank you for your righteousness in the Mengxi Hall elite, I, Ning, will never forget it for my life."

Wei Yinghong hurriedly dismounted and helped Ning Xuan up and said, "It's all we should do."

"Yes, Ning's richest man, we have taken over the task of protecting you, and these are what we should do."

"The demons' lackeys, we will kill as much as we come."

"Yes, don't let anyone go."
Chapter completed!