Sand Mercenary Group? Try My Slap!

In this borderland where yellow sand filled the sky, the atmosphere outside the Desert Iron Mercenary Group's base was tense and ready to snap.

The members of the Sand Mercenary Group surrounded the area like a pack of wolves; they wore varied, dust-caked garments, and the sharp blades at their waists glinted with a chilling light under the sun.

There were hundreds of them!

The leader of the Sand Mercenary Group, Luo Bu, was a burly, thick-set man with a face full of coarse flesh that radiated a ruthless intensity.

As a Dou Shi, he exuded a faint, oppressive aura.

Standing beside him was Mo Cheng, sent by the Mo Clan of Salt City. Clad in black robes, his frame appeared somewhat lean, yet he could not hide the sharp, piercing aura of a Dou Ling expert. From time to time, shrewd and greedy glints flashed within his eyes.

"Hahahaha! A pleasure doing business with you!"

Luo Bu threw his head back and let out a wild, arrogant laugh.

In his heart, this siege of the Desert Iron Mercenary Group was a guaranteed success.

Once the Desert Iron Mercenary Group was wiped out, no other force in this region would be able to contend with the Sand Mercenary Group. At that point, he could dominate the area and enjoy endless glory and wealth.

"Mm, just make sure to hand that girl over to me..."

Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of imperceptible greed flashing within them.

He spoke with feigned nonchalance, but his tightly clenched fists betrayed his inner impatience.

He had come for one purpose only: to obtain the Desert Iron Mercenary Group's maid, Qing Lin.

The Green Snake Three-Flower Pupils possessed by Qing Lin were the key to the great advancement of his secret techniques.

"No problem, she's yours to deal with when the time comes!"

Luo Bu waved his hand dismissively, as if Qing Lin were nothing more than an insignificant object.

He had no desire to probe why Mo Cheng was so obsessed with Qing Lin; in the face of profit, he only cared about whether this cooperation would succeed.

The mercenaries bared their fangs, gripping their blades as they packed the perimeter of the base so tightly that not even water could trickle through.

They knew... once they finished off the Desert Iron Mercenary Group and annexed them, their Sand Mercenary Group would become one of the premier mercenary groups in the city!

The members of the Desert Iron Mercenary Group naturally sensed the anomaly outside. Xiao Ding stood within the base, gazing at the encirclement with a deeply furrowed brow and a grave expression.

What should we do...

His voice was heavy with seriousness. As the leader of the Desert Iron Mercenary Group, Xiao Ding naturally understood the severity of this crisis.

He had never imagined that the Sand Mercenary Group would be so audacious as to openly surround their base.

"What else can we do? We fight our way out!"

Xiao Li's eyes widened, burning with the flames of fury. He abruptly drew the long spear from his waist, its tip glinting with a cold light under the sun; his fierce demeanor suggested he would tear the enemies before him to shreds.

"But... that fellow Luo Bu has always been a cunning snake."

Xiao Ding shook his head slightly, his tone filled with apprehension.

"He wouldn't make a move unless he was absolutely certain of victory..."

He knew the nature of that man, Luo Bu. Given the strength of the Sand Mercenary Group, they would never dare to act rashly without sufficient confidence.

In other words, there were at least two Dou Shi-level experts in the enemy camp.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ding's heart grew heavier; they were likely in grave danger.

"Tch... Big Brother, I'll take the vanguard. You take Xiao Fan and the others and break through."

Xiao Li stood up and slammed his spear into the ground beside him, his entire body radiating the aura of a lone warrior capable of holding off ten thousand. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resolve.

Clearly, in his heart, protecting his brothers and the members of the mercenary group was a duty he could not shirk.

"What's going on?"

Just then, a clear voice rang out.

Everyone turned to look and saw Xiao Fan walking toward them in a leisurely manner.

He was dressed in white, his posture upright and his gait light, as if he hadn't felt the murderous aura permeating the surroundings at all.

"The situation is this..."

Xiao Ding sighed and gave Xiao Fan a detailed account of the grievances between the Sand Mercenary Group and the Desert Iron Mercenary Group, as well as their current predicament.

After hearing this, a look of realization dawned on Xiao Fan's face, and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Is that so... then that's perfect!"

He mused to himself that his original purpose for coming here, aside from finding Qing Lin, was to help the Desert Iron Mercenary Group become a local power.

Now that the enemy had delivered themselves to his doorstep, wasn't this the perfect opportunity?

Xiao Fan's lips hooked into a cold sneer as he took a step forward. In an instant, invisible formation patterns surged out from his body. A black, mud-like flow seemed to pour down from the sky like a waterfall, shrouding a hundred-meter radius outside the base.

Though this black mud appeared viscous, it radiated a peculiar power that prevented ordinary people from peering into the scene within.

This was a formation Xiao Fan had created recently, designed to conceal all traces of the battle so that the outside world would not sense a thing.

"Let's go, little girl. I'll take you to see the world."

Xiao Fan leaned down slightly and gently patted Qing Lin's head with a warm smile before walking toward the front.

As for Qing Lin, she had already developed absolute trust in Xiao Fan during their brief time together.

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, she nodded without the slightest hesitation and replied in a crisp, clear voice, "Yes! Young Master!"

Her lively eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation as she followed closely in Xiao Fan's footsteps.

"Hey! What are you two doing!"

Seeing this, Xiao Ding hurriedly reached out, intending to stop them.

In his eyes, Xiao Fan and Qing Lin were merely two children; how could he let them face such a dangerous situation?

But Qing Lin turned back, her eyes filled with trust for Xiao Fan, and persuaded him, "Commander, Young Master is very strong, please rest assured!"

Qing Lin's words left Xiao Ding helpless.

He had no choice but to lead the men of the Desert Iron Mercenary Group and follow closely behind Xiao Fan and Qing Lin.

Meanwhile, outside the encampment.

Luo Bu and his men were waiting impatiently when they suddenly saw people emerging from the base, and they immediately began to laugh triumphantly.

"Hahahaha! Kneel down and kowtow to your grandfather now, and perhaps I'll spare your lives!"

Luo Bu shouted at the top of his lungs, his arrogant laughter echoing through the air.

"Oh?"

Xiao Fan's cold voice carried a hint of disdain and contempt.

Luo Bu and his men squinted to look, only to see a handsome young gentleman dressed in white, possessing an extraordinary and refined temperament.

Behind him followed a well-behaved and lovely maid, both walking out slowly.

Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but burst into laughter, clutching their stomachs.

"Has the Desert Iron Mercenary Group run out of men?"

A member of the Sand Mercenary Group mocked.

"Sending two brats out!"

Xiao Fan acted as if he hadn't heard them. He turned to look at Qing Lin and said earnestly, "Qing Lin, I'll teach you a principle: villains die because they talk too much..." He paused slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"So, if you can use your hands, don't waste your breath..."

"Mm! Qing Lin will remember that!"

Qing Lin nodded vigorously, firmly engraving Xiao Fan's words into her heart.

Seeing the two ignoring them and talking to each other, Luo Bu's expression darkened instantly.

An inexplicable rage surged in his heart, and he was just about to lash out.

Just then, Xiao Fan casually waved his hand forward. The seemingly effortless motion contained an incredibly violent power.

In an instant, the air seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, and a powerful Dou Qi condensed, forming a massive palm print several zhang in size.

This palm print was pale gold, its surface flowing with mysterious runes. As the runes flickered, they emitted an aura that made one's heart tremble.

The air around the palm print seemed to boil, twisting and rolling violently while emitting a sizzling sound.

Following that, this massive Dou Qi palm print pressed down toward the members of the Sand Mercenary Group with the force of a landslide.

Wherever it passed, the ground was forcibly plowed into a deep trench, sending dust billowing and rocks flying.

Those members of the Sand Mercenary Group in the front didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were instantly swallowed by this terrifying power.

The immense impact crushed their bodies directly into blood mists!

In a flash, the formation of the Sand Mercenary Group fell into chaos, with screams and cries of alarm interweaving.

With just a single strike, he had crushed more than half of the Sand Mercenary Group to death!

"..."

The survivors were completely stunned by the scene before them, standing there like wooden chickens, their faces still etched with terror.

Their legs trembled uncontrollably, and the weapons in their hands slipped away due to extreme fear.

Luo Bu, who had barely survived, had his eyes wide open, his face full of horror, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled incessantly down his forehead.

He could not believe that this seemingly delicate youth possessed such terrifying strength.

Mo Cheng, who had been hiding in the shadows, could not help but reveal himself, staring at everything before him with a blank gaze.

Xiao Ding and Xiao Li, who had just emerged from the encampment, also happened to witness this scene.

"No way... is this really my cousin?"