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Chapter 26

Xu Ming rushed towards the thin and unstable monk with a stride. At this moment, Xiao Gang hadn't escaped from the weakness of the gene activation potion.

He could only watch helplessly as he dashed towards the consummate cultivator at the Innate Realm with an egg hitting a stone. Xue Feng wanted to stop him, but found that Xu Ming's movement was three points faster than when he was facing the Buddha before. Xiao Gang who had used the gene activator was even faster and weirder.

What frightened Xue Feng even more was where did this tyrannical wind pressure come from.

If it's Xu Ming's fault, but he has nothing but a combat uniform.

In the previous plan of the three of them, it was Xu Ming who made the move that made the thin monk unable to stabilize his figure. Before that, Xue Feng's attention was all on sniping, so naturally he didn't have time to carefully observe the changes in Xu Ming's body, but now it's like this Closer observation still yielded nothing.

After all, he couldn't find out the source of the weird wind pressure, but Xu Ming's step forward at this moment, in his eyes, was a repeat of the old trick in the ring challenge.

There seemed to be nothing but faster movement, but Xu Ming, who thought he couldn't get any advantage, widened his eyes in the next second.

Xue Feng, who has always been cold and taciturn, can widen his eyes, which shows how unbelievable the scene he saw was.

Xu Ming's Baji Beng, which contained three levels of hidden energy, hit the thin monk's Dantian involuntarily.

Even though there was a mask behind him, he could still hear the thin monk's cry of pain.

It turned out that he used force to overwhelm people, and the bloody long sword in his hand was like the scythe of death, making these team members terrified.

But he didn't expect that among them, there was such a monster as Xu Ming who could raise his cultivation to the late stage of the Xiantian realm in a short period of time, just like sucking palm and Baji collapse.

Such a calculated calculation without any intention has a miraculous effect.

The three intertwined dark energies in Xu Ming's palm, stimulated by the burning blood, were able to ignore the dark gold underwear worn by the thin monk and directly bombarded his dantian.

Dantian, as the foundation of the cultivation of these monks outside the territory, is undoubtedly the most deadly and the most vulnerable.

The blood in Xu Ming's body was on fire, as if he was a different person at this moment.Even Xue Feng couldn't match his extreme calm in the face of life and death.

But after all, he was a perfect monk in the innate realm, even if Xu Ming had many opportunities and means, it was not easy for Xu Ming to seriously injure the thin monk.

Although his Dantian was seriously injured, the thin monk was still driven by the severe pain and slashed at Xu Ming's body with his sword.

Being seriously injured by such a small ant, the anger in the skinny monk's heart can be imagined.

Not only did this strike use ten percent of his strength, but almost twelve percent was spare.

He thought he could kill this hateful ant with a single sword, but found that Xu Ming, who was flying upside down in a panic, got up slowly.

The original white eyes in the eyes have long been replaced by blood red. At this moment, there are three roosters crowing in the distance, and a ray of light sweeping across the darkness of the earth is slowly appearing as far as the eyes can see.

Along with this ray of light, there are bursts of purple air, which can be described as a beautiful scene of purple air coming from the east.

However, the thin monk hiding under the mask at this moment has no time to appreciate the "beautiful scenery", because the burning feeling in the air has already spread to his internal organs in an instant.

The viscera, which were fortunately not displaced under the bombardment of the triple dark energy before, shuddered violently because of the scene in front of them.

Red pupils, a sudden increase in cultivation.These undoubtedly reminded him of the burning blood that the elders in the sect mentioned.

When the bloodline is awakened, the Purple Qi from the Far East is here to congratulate!

What you see is not exactly what the elder said.
Could it be that this person also came from Ten Thousand Realms and Nine States, but why is he wearing the robes that ants only wear.

The strong contrast between the two made the skinny monk a little confused for a while, but at this moment Xu Ming was going back and forth to kill him.

The thin monk also wanted to take this opportunity to find out thoroughly, so he turned the bloody long sword in his hand and fought with Xu Ming.

But without the previous intention of killing, he is naturally timid.On the other hand, Xu Ming, under the urging of Fenxue's blood, sucked the palm of the Dacheng realm, and used the Bajibeng of the triple dark energy like a fish in water.

For a while, it was a draw with the thin and wounded monk. At this moment, Xiao Gang, who was completely weak, looked at everything in front of him with Xue Feng.The recruit Xu Ming, who was thought to be cannon fodder in the team, turned out to be an outsider monk who they regarded as a monster.If this was to be passed back to the dungeon, the barracks would be bombed.

This is definitely a terrifying existence with captain-level combat power, even ten times or even a hundred times stronger than those snow lunatics and Buddhas.

Of course, the higher-ups would never see these images, because Xue Feng had already blocked the signal transmission of the three of them with his own tricks.

In the apocalyptic world like now, gadgets that can block signals can still be found in the black market. Thinking about how they dared to hide supplies before, they also got this signal blocker, but how can they be sure that they can hide it from the military system? After checking, Xuefeng is also unknown.

The reason why Xue Feng didn't want the higher-ups to see all this was entirely because of his selfishness.

The terrifying power displayed by Xu Ming was completely superior to that of the team leader.

Although Xue Feng was only a mid-level soldier, he could learn from the grapevine that there were other military forces established by high-level officials above the Death Squadron.

Otherwise, with the average strength of the death squad, no one will be able to take on the reincarnation-level task of capturing monks from outside the territory alive in another five or ten years.

Therefore, in line with the end-time principle of silently making a fortune, Xue Feng naturally wanted Xu Ming to stay in the death squad.

Even if he is regarded as the captain, Xue Feng will not hesitate.A strong man who can arm-wrestle with a consummate monk in the innate realm will undoubtedly accumulate military merits as easily as Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts.

Naturally, he can also drink a few sips of soup. Don't look at him being cold and silent on weekdays, but he wants to survive in this last world.

The last thing to cherish is the so-called face. Being able to survive and breathe the slightly musty air the next day is the greatest victory.

But at this moment, the thin monk spoke quietly while fighting Xu Ming.

"Who exactly are you and why do you have the bloodline of Burning Blood? Why do you mix with these ants? Do you want to kill the forces behind you?"

"Even if your bloodline is rare, if this matter comes to light, you and the forces behind you will be wiped out, you know!!"

Xu Ming simply turned a deaf ear to these "heartfelt words" of the skinny monk. At this moment, his only belief is to kill this strange man with a strange mask in front of him.

However, the thin monk was really angry when he saw that he was playing the piano against the cow, but he still didn't have the determination to kill a person with the blood of burning blood.

He is just a small cultivator in the Xuanhuo Sect who has perfected the Xiantian Realm. Who knows the hardships of cultivating to such a state with great care and conscientiousness.Even if this person is an ant with the blood of Fenxue, he has to go back and report to the elders of the sect before making a decision.

When he thought of this, he used his sword to force Xu Ming away, who wanted to repeat his old trick of sucking the palm.

The divine movement talisman affixed to his inner house was activated in a blink of an eye, and then the thin monk who used his body skills like a ghost fled towards the depths of the supermarket.

Although he said he didn't want to kill Xu Ming, it was unrealistic for Xu Ming to forcefully keep this consummate monk.

I thought it was the end of ten deaths and no life, but now it is another village.

This was true for Xuefeng and Xiaogang who had saved their lives at the hands of the monks who had achieved perfection in the Xiantian Realm, but what would be the outcome for Xu Ming who exposed his bloodline of Burning Blood in front of monks from outside the realm?

no one knows
(End of this chapter)