I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

The eleventh realm monk was still not spared, and was knocked unconscious for the first time.

Ning Ruan raised her eyes and looked at the person.

Oops, he is a big boss in the Twelve Realms.

"Senior Geng, if I am killed, our deal will be terminated."

Ning Ruan was carrying the iron pot and did not panic at all. Instead, she shouted at the burly man on the other side who was still chasing the other two Eleventh Realm fighters.

"..."

It’s not that the latter didn’t notice the movement here.

Just a little angry.

They were fighting life and death at the front, while those three bastards were taking advantage below.

But then again, he didn't dare to take advantage of everyone else.

It’s just a matter of offending the Soul Devouring Pavilion. After all, the Soul Devouring Pavilion is already notorious.

But these decent sects... don't think they have conflicts with each other, but if they really have a common enemy, they will be able to wear a pair of pants immediately.

Geng Er, who really didn't want to save anyone, saw that the earth thorns sent out by the monk in the twelfth realm were about to fall on the heads of the three people below, but he still threw the hammer away with all his strength.

At the same time, he yelled at the twelve-level monks with a loud voice, "Shameless, bullying a group of Western fifth-level monks, you have the ability to fight me!"

"Geng, why are you talking nonsense? You and I are both from the eleventh realm. Can't you see that those two people have restrictions set on them to hide their cultivation? They are not from the Western realm at all."

The monks of the Twelve Realms were coming menacingly, as if they were trying to catch the three people below.

Geng Er will naturally not let him get his wish.

Although it is physical cultivation, the speed is really not half slower than that of a twelve-level monk who is an earth spiritual master.

Soon he was in front of the other party.

Holding a hammer, he stood between the Twelve Realm monks and Ning Ruan, and started fighting without saying a word.

With Geng Er's intervention.

The three people below changed their positions without hesitation.

Go and pick up 'corpse' somewhere else.

He left without any hesitation.

"Little friend Ning, it's better for you to stop here. Today, only the Western Sect has come, and there is only one from the Twelve Realms, so we can easily deal with it, but if you take away the other party's storage spiritual weapon, this is another matter. It’s the same thing.”

Geng Er's rough voice sounded in Ning Ruan's mind.

The same is true for Yan Liang and Liang Xiuxiu.

But the three of them didn't even pause.

Then they began to cooperate and attack a tenth realm monk.

Give him a cold blow.

scanning.

Search for storage rings.

Knock someone unconscious.

The smooth operation makes it difficult for people not to notice.

"Little friend Ning, do you still want to take away everyone's storage rings?" Following Geng Er, a rickety old man who was also a big boss in the Twelve Realms couldn't help but send a message to the three of them.

Ning Ruan doesn't know how to transmit information.

But Yan Liang and Liang Xiuxiu know how to do it.

"Of course not." Even though it was a voice transmission, Yan Liang's voice was filled with innate pride and need for beating, "The six of you are employed by my junior sister, so of course we won't use your storage rings. move."

Well, at least it won't move now.

But if someone wants to rebel, that's another matter.

Yan Liang realized that what he said was very sincere.

But after hearing these words, the rickety old man stopped even fighting for a moment.

He was only asking about those people from the sect.

How dare these three bastards take the six of them into consideration?

If they are not hired, are they really going to be robbed as well?

"If you insist on doing this, you will inevitably face revenge from all the major sects."

He quickly adjusted his mood, fighting and transmitting messages at the same time.

Yan Liang: "If not, they will come and arrest us."

The rickety man: "..."

The rickety man was speechless.

Seeing that the other party successfully knocked down another person from the Eleventh Realm and took away his storage ring while he was talking, he really couldn't hold himself steady.

"You guys are crazy!"

How can being caught and used as bait by people from various sects be the same as being hunted down for revenge by people from various sects?

"Seniors, my junior sister said that we can divide the storage rings three to seven, seven of us and three of you."

Just when the rickety man was already considering whether to betray him right now, and maybe even settle his differences with several major sects, Liang Xiuxiu's message arrived.

"No, even if we really want to divide, it should be seven of us!"

Geng Er held the hammer and obviously suppressed the twelve-level monk and beat him.

The distraction of the sound transmission did not affect his fight at all.

Yan Liang responded unceremoniously, "If it doesn't work, forget it. The cooperation can be ended."

Geng Er: "..." No, this kid must have eaten explosives. He has such a bad temper?

Aren't they discussing?

The rickety old man naturally heard the other party's voice transmission. He narrowed his eyes slightly. He was blocking two strong men from the eleventh realm and several tenth realms with ease. Suddenly, he accidentally made two tenth realm masters. The monk successfully flew towards Ning Ruan and the others.

The other five people who clearly noticed the other party's small movements did not react.

Everyone silently chose the default.

These three small employers are indeed too wild-minded and need to be taught a lesson.

And the ten realm monks are just right.

Facing the enemy head on.

It will neither be strong enough to kill the opponent instantly with the first connection.

Nor will they be defeated by the opponent.

Of course, this was just what the six rebellious guard bosses thought.

And in fact...

Seeing two tenth realm monks flying over, Yan Liang and Liang Xiuxiu did not panic.

On the contrary, even his eyes brightened a lot.

One by one, they went forward to greet them.

"Senior, if this is how you protect us, then the reward may have to be calculated separately."

Ning Ruan raised his head and calmly shouted to the rickety old man facing the enemy in mid-air.

It's not a sound transmission, people from all major sects can naturally hear it.

The Twelve Realm monk who was being beaten by Geng Er was the first to sneer and said: "A dignified Twelve Realm monk has been hired as a thug by a few minor monks. Aren't you afraid of embarrassment?"

"..."

Ridiculed.

Angry and dissatisfied.

boom.

Geng Er hit the opponent with a hammer.

He retorted in a rough voice, "None of your business!"

You know shit!

The remuneration given by the young monk was so high that his restless heart was torn back and forth between betrayal and being a serious guard every day.