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#277 - Black Mountain Eighteen Axes

"Brother Yang, when did I tell you that my strength is inferior to the late stage of the Spirit Realm?"

"Uh..." Yang Hao was stunned--yes, Xu Ming had never said that!

However, Yang Hao saw that when Xu Ming fought Long Luo, he didn't seem to win very easily, so he guessed that Xu Ming's strength should only barely reach the middle stage of the Spirit Realm.

After a long while, Yang Hao asked in shock: "Brother Xu Ming, how old are you... Are you really in the late stage of the Spirit Realm?"

Xu Ming smiled playfully again: "When did I tell you that I am in the late stage of the Spirit Realm?"

Now Yang Hao was confused: "Then Xu Ming, what exactly are you..."

"Let's not talk about my strength for now! Brother Yang, I still have a few questions I want to ask you." Xu Ming changed the subject.

"Brother Xu Ming, feel free to ask, I know everything and will say everything."

Then, Xu Ming asked a few more questions, and finally confirmed one thing--only Dao Demon Essence can allow a person to be briefly in the Sea of ​​Artistic Conception; besides this, even top-quality Dao Demon Pearls do not have this effect.

So, Xu Ming became more determined: "I must go to the Dao Demon Temple! I must get as much Dao Demon Essence as possible!!"

It's just…

How to enter the Dao Demon Temple is a problem.

……

The great battle between the Blood Thunder Sect and the Long family undoubtedly set off a wave of bloody storms in Zhenhai City.

However, seeking the Demon Realm is a place of killing; a few days after the end of the war, Zhenhai City returned to its usual dead silence.

"That Long Luo wants to take refuge in our Black Mountain Eighteen Axes at the cost of a Dao Demon Essence. I hope he is not playing with us!"

"With him, he wouldn't dare to play with us!"

The nine quickly found the Long family, randomly grabbed a person, and shouted: "Go, call Long Luo out for us."

Call Long Luo out?

The person who was grabbed was none other than Yan Fei.

Yan Fei glanced at the nine people with a strange expression: "Long Luo? He's already dead!"

"What, dead?" The nine burly men in black robes were all stunned, "Tell me, how did he die!"

Seeing that the nine people were aggressive, Yan Fei naturally did not dare to talk nonsense, and even quietly sent a message to his master.

It's just that Yan Fei's little trick, how could it be hidden from the nine black-robed masters!

"Sending a message?"

At the moment Yan Fei sent the message, the nine people captured an imperceptible wave.

"Heh!" The nine sneered, then directly picked up Yan Fei and chased after the hidden wave.

In the blink of an eye, they chased after the Blood Thunder Sect.

"Blood Thunder Sect?" The man with the hideous scar sneered, "In this small Zhenhai City, I'm afraid only Yang Hao of the Blood Thunder Sect could kill Long Luo! — Let's go, go in and have a look!"

Boom! ! !

The man with the hideous scar waved his hand and directly collapsed the gate of the Blood Thunder Sect.

……

Inside the Blood Thunder Sect.

Yang Hao and the elders were discussing the sect's plans, each saying a word.

After all, now, the Blood Thunder Sect is the only dominant force in Zhenhai City, which is undoubtedly a golden period of development.

Le Wuyai was expressing his opinions with great enthusiasm: "In my opinion, we might as well just occupy the city and become kings! In this way, Zhenhai City will become our territory..."

Le Wuyai was in full swing.

Boom! ! !

A loud noise came.

Almost at the same time, Le Wuyai also received a message from Yan Fei.

"What's going on?"

"Where did such a big commotion come from?"

The elders looked at each other.

Yang Hao said with a livid face: "Someone destroyed the gate of our Blood Thunder Sect!"

"What! Destroying our gate is tantamount to directly hitting us in the face?"

"Who dares to be so arrogant! Let's go, go out and have a look!"

After reading the message, Le Wuyai's expression was very unnatural: "I just received a message, it's nine burly men in black with giant axes!"

Yang Hao's expression also became unnatural--nine, black clothes, giant axes, burly... These words together made Yang Hao involuntarily think: "Is it them?"

Without thinking too much, Yang Hao quickly rushed out with the elders in a hurry.

Soon, Yang Hao saw the people coming.

"It's really them..." Looking at the iconic black clothes and giant axes, Yang Hao couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "They... why did they come to Zhenhai City!"

Yang Hao quickly went forward with a smile: "Everyone from Black Mountain, what are you here for today...?"

"Yang Hao!" The man with the hideous scar smiled insincerely, "You are really capable! You even killed Long Luo!"

"I...I..." Yang Hao didn't understand why the other party suddenly asked this, thought about it, and still said, "Long Luo, I didn't kill him!"

"Oh? You didn't kill him?" The man with the hideous scar was a little disbelieving, "In Zhenhai City, besides you, who else can kill Long Luo?"

"This...this..."

Yang Hao clearly felt that the person was unkind, and coupled with the fact that the other party was strong and numerous, he did not dare to expose Xu Ming.

Just as Yang Hao was thinking about how to answer—

"Long Luo, that trash? I killed him!" A lazy voice came, and after a while, Xu Ming appeared in everyone's sight, swaying.

What an arrogant tone!

What an arrogant posture!

Yang Hao and the elders couldn't help but secretly sweat for Xu Ming's arrogance.

Yang Hao even secretly transmitted his voice: "Xu Ming, they are the Black Mountain Eighteen Axes!"

Black Mountain Eighteen Axes?

Xu Ming still looked lazy: "Never heard of it!"

"What an arrogant kid! I don't like it." The man with the hideous scar glanced at Xu Ming coldly, and then winked at the people around him.

A gloomy man with narrow eyes beside him immediately understood, grabbed Xu Ming and went over: "Boy, you are too arrogant, our boss is very upset! Come here, kneel in front of our boss and talk!"

Two eagle claws went straight for Xu Ming.

Xu Ming sneered disdainfully: "You are upset? I was woken up by you guys while sleeping, I'm still upset! — Get lost!!!"

Xu Ming drew out a palm in his signature style.

"Sure enough, arrogant and ignorant!" The gloomy man was even more angry when he saw that Xu Ming didn't take him seriously at all.

But the next moment—

Pa! !

The menacing gloomy man was directly slapped away.

Xu Ming was still as if nothing had happened, still in a lazy posture. However, Yang Hao and the elders of the Blood Thunder Sect were all dumbfounded.

Because…

Everyone in the Black Mountain Eighteen Axes is in the middle stage of the Spirit Realm!

In other words, Xu Ming's palm just now directly slapped away a master in the middle stage of the Spirit Realm.

The man with the hideous scar was even more shocked--he knew the strength of his younger brother; even if he took action himself, it would take a lot of effort to take him down! But now, he was slapped away?

"The guy is tough, everyone attack together!"

The man with the hideous scar uttered a very Jianghu-like sentence.

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