Chapter 395 (1/2)

The blood was like a blowout, and a head flew towards the wall like a sharp sword.

Boom!

His intact head was stuck on the wall and his eyes widened, which was very frightening.

”Simon, take away the defense spirit weapon from this guy.”

Yunfan strides forward without looking around. The most important thing now is to heal Beishan and listen to the snow.

If you want to heal, you need to find an alchemist. In this world, alchemists can not only refine pills, but also heal the wounded. Obviously, Beishan tingxue's injury can't be cured by an ordinary alchemist.

The map of Xizhou had long been printed in his mind. There was a no man's land on his route to Lingmu college.

It's a no man's land, not without people. On the contrary, there are many people. But it doesn't belong to any kingdom. It's an unattended area, called no man's land for short.

The reason why no man's land has no kingdom jurisdiction is that there is an eccentric alchemist there, and he is still level 7.

There are few seventh level alchemists even in the super sect. Not to mention in the Kingdom and these barren areas.

Not to mention the popularity of alchemists, level 7 status alone is enough to stop all the surrounding kingdoms.

Although the level-7 alchemist named Gu Bucheng was the leader of the no man's land, he never cared about the mess outside. Therefore, all the wanted criminals of the Kingdom gathered in the no man's land.

Therefore, the no man's land is chaotic. Of course, if the strength is strong, it is easy to get rich here.

The no man's land is far away. There is only one way to get there as soon as possible, that is, through the transmission array between the cities.

”Dongfang and Ximen, I'll take Beishan to no man's land for treatment first, and you two will come later.”

The two nodded and rushed to Fanshan city together.

Fanshan city is the main city nearest to the no man's land and the only way to reach the no man's land as soon as possible.

At the moment, in the branch of the mercenary guild in Fanshan City, 49 mercenaries are looking forward to it.

These people are mercenaries who go to no man's land to do tasks, but the transmission array needs at least 50 people to open, which is where the transmission array delays time.

”It's been three days, and I'm still one short. If no one comes again, I'll give up my task.”

”Who said no, I wanted to go and inquire about the news. Now I can only take risks!”

”Deacon he, is there no one yet?”

They were a little restless and couldn't help looking aside. They were the deacon of the branch of the mercenary guild who was responsible for guarding the transmission array. Obviously, if no one else, some people are ready to give up.

Although giving up a task will have a bad record, it also depends on the situation. Like this, the guild will not be included in the mercenary's record because it is too late.

”Someone should have come. I just saw someone apply for transmission.”

”That's good. This time our Fanshan mercenary regiment will be famous in the no man's land.”

A great, strong man clenched his fists and his eyes were shining. Seeing the Deacon he beside him, he couldn't help smiling.

The big man is called Fan Li. He is a native cultivator in Fanshan city. He became a mercenary when he was young and began to do tasks at the age of ten.

It can be said that it is the representative of the mercenaries in Fanshan city. Its strength is honed in life and death. Because of his fame, many mercenaries volunteered to follow him. He simply formed a mercenary regiment named after the city.