"Asshole, it's been almost two months, I haven't even seen a shadow of Qiong Xiao, and so many people have died for no reason," Du Lang, who was sitting in the first place, scolded with a red face.

"Who knows how that kid could hide so secretly? I can't find him no matter how hard I look for him!" Han Sheng defended cautiously.

"You are all useless, why are you making so many excuses!" At this time, Du Lang had a faint tendency to have a seizure.

"Do you need to be so angry? Du Lang, am I here?" A sarcastic voice came from outside the tent.

"You finally showed up!" Hearing the voice outside the tent, Du Lang was slightly startled and then rushed out from the tent.

"Why don't you hide? Is there no place to hide and you want to surrender?" Du Lang showed a sinister smile.

"What a joke, am I hiding? It's only your fault that you are so useless! You can't even find me. The dozen mercenaries who died in my hands are better than you. At least they found the place where I practice, but they have all passed away!" Qiong Xiao said with his arms crossed, his words full of ridicule.

"Looking for death! Brothers, surround him, don't let him escape!"

"Now that I'm here, I won't leave. If I want to leave, I'll at least make you lie on the ground!"

"I haven't seen you for a month, and my foundation is a bit hard. Don't forget! How did you fall off the cliff in the first place!" Du Lang said sarcastically.

"I have not forgotten that the reason why I came here today is because half of your men have been lost in my hands. Your men are getting fewer and fewer, but I am no longer the same me as before? So what if you are in the late stage of the Star Transformation Realm? You will definitely die today!" Qiong Xiao's expression remained unchanged at this time.

"Then let's see if you have this ability. Let's see whether you die today or I die! Come together and chop him into pieces if you don't want to live!" Du Lang and his group rushed forward as he said this.

"Just in time!" He caught the attack from Du Lang head-on. The strong force made Qiong Xiao take a few steps back. Then he turned around and punched the mercenary who was attacking from behind, followed by a roundhouse kick. "Bang!" The mercenary was knocked several feet away, and Qiong Xiao instantly left the crowd.

"Ha!" A low voice sounded, and Qiong Xiao's breath suddenly surged. "Come on!" A long whistle also sounded. Before the whistle ended, Qiong Xiao had already rushed into the crowd.

This time, instead of waiting for the enemy to attack, he took the lead!

Qiong Xiao kept shuttling back and forth among the crowd. Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, heads rolled down and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Qiong Xiao was fighting back and forth, only knowing how to attack and not defend at all. One man and one sword were able to advance and retreat freely amid the siege of more than twenty people!

Several sharp blades passed through his body, leaving deep blood marks on his body, but those who left marks on his body have become dead souls under his sword.

More and more mercenaries fell, and the scars on Qiong Xiao's body gradually increased, and blood continued to drip from his body.