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When Lei Qing heard the Eagle King Bai Zhanchou, he understood. Lei Qing had been in the Free Alliance for two or three months, and he had some understanding of the distribution of power here.

In fact, even before coming to the Free Alliance, Lei Qing was still famous for Wanyingjian. This is a large-scale overlord force with a very prominent reputation. Its leader, Eagle King Bai Zhanchou, is also a saint-level powerful man.

The saint-level powerhouse is not the cabbage on the roadside, it is all over the ground. In fact, among the eighteen large forces, not every force has a saint-level powerhouse.

Even if the disciple of the Eagle King is not the most powerful one, he will definitely not be a general. Lei Qing's eyes gradually gathered and became particularly serious, and he said in a deep voice: "It turns out that it is the favorite student of the Eagle King. Lei is rude. I wonder why Brother Zong came from afar and stopped the inferior people in this remote corner? I declare in advance that Lei had already transferred the ransoms requested by the Li Chamber of Commerce, and you may return empty-handed."

Li Baobao's eyes were also worried. Zong Wuji was a middle-level silver strongman and had a very prominent reputation. But his more reputation did not come from his strength, but from his viciousness.

Poison Eagle and Poison Eagle, using poison claws is just one of them, but more importantly, it means that his temperament is too poisonous.

"Rank or something, Zong doesn't care." Zong Wuji smiled indifferently, but stared at Li Baobao tightly at his pair of eyes that looked like a falcon, and laughed: "Zong is quite curious. According to rumors, Miss Li is the captive of the major general. Why does it seem that it is not the case now?"

"Brother Zong came from thousands of miles away. Is he talking?" Lei Qing's eyes were filled with indifference. The Poison Eagle Sect Wuji was indeed terrifying, making him feel extremely stressed. But this does not mean that Lei Qing would lose confidence in facing a strong man of this level.

Life and death are not simply comparisons of the realm of cultivation. Among them, will, mind, blood, courage, luck and other factors also occupy many factors.

Just like the Red Tyrannosaurus An Feifei, she was obviously only at the high level of bronze at the beginning, but it could make some silver-level strong men quite afraid of her.

Lei Qing has experienced the feeling of getting up from the brink of death many times. Although his cultivation is not as strong as Zong Wuji, his confidence in facing a bleak death makes him as solid as a rock.

It is naturally good to not have conflicts with the Poison Eagle. But no matter from which perspective, the Poison Eagle Sect Wuji is definitely not here to travel around.

"Okay, okay. The Major General is so brave, he is even more courageous." Zong Wuji smiled sinisterly and showed his sharp teeth: "Zong admires a young man like you. To be honest, I was entrusted by President Li Qianlong to save his precious daughter. I think your purpose of asking for ransom has been achieved, so you should let her go, right?"

The nervous Li Baobao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was my father who entrusted her to pick her up, and she had been worried for a long time.

Although Li Baobao is smart, keen eyes and talented in doing business and intelligence, he has experienced too few setbacks. For a moment, he subconsciously feared the Poison Eagle Sect Wuji, so he unconsciously thought about the benefits.

But Lei Qing was different. He knew that Li Qianlong had a high status and that the merchants paid the most attention to reputation. Although Wan Yingjian was very powerful, his reputation had always been poor. Even if Li Qianlong had a client to find the baby and had more people under his command, why should he find an infamous person like Zong Wuji? He would not defile his reputation. What's more, what if Zong Wuji's ambition was blinded by his interests or lust?

In short, Lei Qing knew that if his virginity was on the position of Li Ganlong, even if he wanted to take Li Baobao back, he would find some mature and steady confidants to do this, which would not be a glorious thing.

However, he would not say this. Instead, he smiled and bowed, "So that's it. President Li is really a clever plan. After making so many arrangements, he can judge Lei's purpose from clues. He used his troops like a god to intercept you here. My Major General Lei Qing, although he was just a newcomer, also cherishes his feathers and pays attention to his reputation. Since he has received the ransom from the Li family, it is impossible not to let anyone go. Please rest assured by Brother Zong."

"Since that's the case, let's talk less nonsense. Miss Li, let's go with Zong." Zong Wuji showed a satisfied smile on his face, but a hint of pride seemed to pass through his eyes like an eagle.

Li Baobao was a little hesitant, and even though he wanted to go back, he seemed a little reluctant to let it go. He looked at Lei Qing, looking like he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Slow down." Lei Qing whispered and smiled faintly: "I just said that I am a person who values ​​reputation. If I say that one month will be released, it will not exceed one month, nor will it be less than one month. In other words, there will be more than ten days left, and Tieling City will be ahead. If Brother Zong is free, he will go and sit with me. When the deadline is over, Lei will naturally send Miss Li to the nearest branch of the Li Chamber of Commerce."

The Poison Eagle Zong Wuji's smile gradually became gloomy, and his voice was cold: "Boy named Lei, Zong has never been so polite to others. Don't toast or eat and punish the wine. Those who know each other, please hand over Miss Li quickly. Otherwise, you will let you, a thief who dares to abduct children, splatter blood for five steps."

"Bold." Lei Qing's group of personal guards held weapons in front of Lei Qing. Li Sanba, who was irritable and burly, cursed directly: "What kind of poisonous eagle and poisonous bird, dare to talk to our major general like this? Be careful that I will beat you up with all your shit and urine."

Li Sanba was born with divine power, and ordinary weapons could not exert his strength to the extreme. Therefore, Lei Qing asked someone to prepare a solid wolf mace of 150 kilograms for him.

That thing is a huge killing weapon. Under his divine power, it was simply a crazy beast. Ordinary people could not resist it. Some time ago, there were some small bandits who were blinded. One of the high-level black iron bandits was directly hit by him with a stick, and even the weapons and heads were smashed to pieces. This was Lei Qing taught him. If you have great power, you must give full play to your advantage. No matter how fancy you are, I just want to smash it with a mace.

This also greatly increased Li Sanba's confidence and even dared to yell at the silver-level powerful man.

"Looking for death." The Poison Eagle Sect Wuji is not an ordinary person. Since his debut, others have either respected him or feared him. How could such an arrogant young man who has not even reached the bronze level dare to talk to him like this?

His figure flashed, and his cloak was raised high on his back, and he rushed towards him like a giant eagle spreading its wings. It was vaguely visible that he had a pair of blue wools in his hand, and his sharp claws were fed with poison, which was so cold that he was forced to make people feel cold.

His speed was extremely fast, and even Lei Qing could only barely keep up. Li Sanba encountered an unexpected situation, and Lei Qing also shook up. With the dance of "Love Battle", seventeen sword lights bloomed, and the lightning sizzled, forming a gorgeous thunder flower, and the rumbling sound of thunder could be heard.

This sword has applied his strength and sword power to the extreme, and it is brilliant and has infinite murderous intentions. With continuous tempering, Lei Dong's fighting technique "Lightning and Thunder" has been achieved from a small success and gradually moving towards great success, with its power increased a little out of thin air.

"It's good." Wuji, the Poison Eagle Sect, was all a middle-level silver strongman and a disciple of a holy strongman. His cultivation was powerful and terrifying. Facing Lei Qing's powerful offensive, he was not surprised or surprised. The two sharp claws on his hand danced repeatedly, forming a blue curtain wall.

Dingding, a series of gold and iron clashes sounded rapidly.

Lei Qing's killer move was blocked without missing a single omission. His wrist and tiger mouth were so shocked by Zong Wuji's fighting energy that he almost couldn't even hold the sword.

Zong Wuji still had the strength to do it, and he smiled and bullied himself up, and his blue claws ruthlessly grabbed Lei Dong's chest out of thin air. Once he was caught, the consequences would be unestimated.

"Zheng." A shocking sound moved.

Zuo Qianqian's Qianji Crossbow shot out a sharp arrow, and Chaozong Wuji, who was like a meteor, hit him in his chest. Zuo Qianqian, who had cooperated with Lei Qing for a long time, had always known how to seize the opportunity.

Zong Wuji listened to the wind to distinguish the position, and felt that the sharp arrow was extraordinary and dared not take it forward. When his claws were combined, the sharp arrow flew in the spark.

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