Fantasy Realization System

"open!"

Zhou Ming yelled, and the sword in his hand pulled out two straight and long cold lights, and the sharp aura erupted from the sky, and countless feathers were chopped into two by these two swords and scattered around.

Zhou Ming's two knives created a blank space for himself. He turned around in the air, and the knife in his hand turned into a cutting light, instantly cutting out a large amount of sparks on the body of the disaster.

"Wind Blade!"

Nether Disaster opened its mouth wide, and two thin, transparent air blades condensed in the air. These air blades were pushed by a burst of invisible force and shot Zhou Ming at once.

Zhou Ming couldn't take advantage of it in the air, and he still maintained a forward position. If he didn't change direction in time, he would definitely be torn in half by these two sharp air blades.

Just when the bird catastrophe thought that Zhou Ming was bound to die, something unexpected happened.

Zhou Ming didn't change direction in the air, and he couldn't do it either. He leaned on his body and took the two Qi Blades.

The clothes were cut, but his body did not show any scars.

"How can this be?"

The Netherworld screamed, screamed, and a series of transparent Qi blades appeared out of thin air, all spraying towards Zhou Ming!

Zhou Ming was already close to the Nether Disaster at this time. When he stepped on his feet, an air current exploded in the air. With the help of this air current, he jumped over the top of the Nether Disaster and escaped those air blades.

Step on the air in the void!

When everyone in the distance saw this scene, they were all dumbfounded. They even forgot that they were still on the battlefield.

What kind of monster is this guy named Zhou Ming? Even if he jumped so high and so far away, he still staged the unique skill of stepping on the air in front of the Nether Disaster. This Nima, wouldn't it be a strong power?

Myron finally confirmed his inner thoughts. Zhou Ming is definitely an experimental subject of the company. Only those experimental subjects who have awakened their ability can do this kind of thing?

But even if it is an experimental body of the company, can he really fight such a terrifying behemoth?

Myron stared at Zhou Ming in the sky with a complex expression.

"Fuck! This kid is amazing!"

Hall, who was just about to fight with those face demons, glanced at the sky and shouted with a big smile.

Luo Bing, Pigen, and Hyman all felt that the feather attacks in the sky seemed to be reduced a lot, and Ivan in the distance also rushed out from countless attacks.

He kicked the two face monsters, looked up to the sky, and couldn't help asking Hall: "Who is he?"

"I don't know, it should be the new guy from the third team? Luo Bing."

While using a giant axe to split the head of a human face demon, Hall looked at Luo Bing.

"Is that him? I despised him before."

Luo Bing was killing him at this time and said loudly.

"Grass! What qualifications do you have to look down on others! The guys who can fight the Netherworld are probably the same level as Captain Irvine!"

The giant sword in Pigen's hand was very heavy, but he swung it without lag, and flew two C-rank tall human face monsters at once, and shouted a few words.

"Captain Irvine! What do you think?"

With a dagger and a pistol, Hyman walked among these face demons with ease. Even if those Faeries had guns in their hands, the corpses of the Faeries kicked by him blocked the bullets.

"He is better than me! Disperse!"

Aiwen had been observing the fighting situation in the sky, and suddenly shouted to the other people.

Just when Luo Bing and a few people were talking, Zhou Ming fell on the back of the Nether Disaster, and before the Nether Disaster could respond, he stepped heavily on the back of the Nether Disaster.

A burst of strength erupted from Zhou Ming's feet, directly kicking the underworld disaster from the sky.

"boom!"

A huge black shadow fell from the sky, smashing many human face demons into meat sauce.

Luo Bing scattered a few people, looking at this underworld disaster, his eyes were full of shock.

Zhou Ming also fell from the sky at this time. He stepped on the head of the catastrophe and exploded with a "bang", and countless black splashes like ink splashed all over the ground.

"Jie Jie Jie! You want to kill me, dreaming!"

A dull voice came from the ground, Zhou Ming frowned, clenched the two Taishou in his hands, and straightened his hands horizontally.

In the shocked gaze of Aiwen and others, the space around Zhou Ming's body seemed to be distorted. His whole body flashed, and two cold rays of light rushed directly from one end of the body to the other.

"Stab! Poof!"

A black fountain exploded, and black rain fell all over the sky.

The sound of the disaster stopped abruptly, and a huge body immediately became two halves.

Zhou Ming appeared in front of the shivering demons, and swung two black swords in his hand!

"Om!"

The trembling of sharp weapons sounded in the air, and two slender blades crossed by. A large swath of human faces and ghosts couldn't even attack, so the blades cut their heads off.

Two swordsmans harvested along the way, and a whole piece of human face demon who invaded the safe area of ​​Fengcheng fell to the ground.

Aiwen and the others avoided the black blood rain, and saw Zhou Ming beheading the face demon again, and they couldn't recover for a long time.

The sky was as gloomy as ever, and Zhou Ming held a long knife in his hand and stood among the corpses of a group of monsters, his black windbreaker being blown by the fishy wind, leaving everyone a lonely back.

"Luo Bing, what right do you have to despise others?"

At this time, Heyman, who was standing next to Luo Bing, stared at the silent back and muttered.

"Luo Bing, do you dare to fight him? He is wearing Martin's clothes, but he is countless times stronger than Martin, and even many times stronger than us."

At this time, Hall also stared at Zhou Ming's back in a daze, stretched out his hand and patted Luo Bing's shoulder heavily.

"grass!"

The root of the poisonous tongue was actually speechless, and could only spit out a swear word.

Aiwen stared at Zhou Ming who was standing among the piles of corpses with the seven deadly sins behind his back, with complicated eyes.

Could it be that his genes have also been modified?

Aiwen recalled the scene when he was going to assassinate Huo Ying, and there was darkness in his mind again.

He shook his head. If this were the case, what would the final outcome of this world be like?

Alvin suddenly became a little confused, and it seemed that a different guy had appeared in the Demon Hunting team.

He glanced at Myron in the distance from the corner of his light, and let out a long breath, breaking the tranquility of the ruined area, "Let's go."

When the voice fell, Irvine turned around and walked towards the steel fort regardless of what they were thinking.

Luo Bing and the others recovered at this time, and the other three raised a **** to the dumbfounded Luo Bing, and followed Iwen towards the crowd.

Luo Bing took a deep breath, walked behind Zhou Ming, and said sincerely: "Sorry Zhou Ming, I apologize for my arrogance and rudeness to you before."

"No need, I didn't take it to heart."

Zhou Ming turned around, took a look at Luo Bing, dried the blood on his hand, turned his wrist, retracted the knife and returned to its sheath, and walked in the direction of the crowd.

Luo Bing stood in place, his face full of shock. When Zhou Ming turned around just now, he saw a pair of eyes glowing with colorful rays.

Although, this light is only fleeting.

Luo Bing turned his head, looked at the fallen monster behind him, and couldn't help showing a wry smile.

To deal with monsters, you really need to become monsters.

.........

After the war in Fengcheng, Zhou Ming was already known to everyone in the five teams.

One person killed the A-level Underworld Disaster, and one person killed countless face demons with two cold beams... His deeds have become the topic of these demon hunters' chats.

Zhou Ming, unknowingly, became the legend of Fengcheng, and his prestige even surpassed the extraordinary strength of Aiwen.

After this battle ended, everyone also ushered in the long-lost peace and tranquility.

In the underground bar, Luo Bing and the other three were still sitting in front of the bar, drinking high-strength liquor.

And their ridicule this time is still Luo Bing.

"Luo Bing, you kid, dare to be so rude to our God of War. You are really brave. Hahaha!"

Pigen was still so outspoken, patted Luo Bing's shoulder with his big palm, smiling from ear to ear.

"Luo Bing, you are the guy that Hyman I admire most now, come, I toast you a glass!"

Hyman poured himself a glass of vodka and stretched over to touch the glass with Luo Bing who was depressed.

"Don't tell me, Luo Bing is about to become a bitter woman, haha!"

Hall couldn't help but joked to Luo Bing, because when he didn't know Zhou Ming's strength before, he never expected Luo Bing to be so careful.

Zhou Ming is also a figure several levels higher than Martin. He is now wearing Martin's clothes and fighting on the battlefield with his weapon. If Martin in heaven sees it, he will definitely be moved and cry.

And Luo Bing, a scrupulous guy, still remembers his former captain. If Martin knew that he was treating Zhou Ming this way, he would definitely jump out of the grave with anger and slap Luo Bing severely.

Luo Bing also knew that the three of them were joking with him, and he didn't mind the ridicule of the three, because this post-war routine had become the habit of these three.

"You said, Zhou Ming and Ai Wen, can they come back alive?"

Luo Bing suddenly asked, and the other three people sitting in front of the bar fell silent in an instant.

They drank a few sips of liquor before they spoke in turn.

"If they come back, I must contract this entire underground bar and let them free."

"If there are women, then I will ask them to drink the strongest wine."

"You two are so tacky. If they can come back safely, I will definitely pick up soap for them."

"As expected of you!"

"As expected of you!"

"Of course it is me!"

At the end, all three of them laughed at the same time.

Luo Bing smiled, took a sip of the wine in his glass, and a trace of hope rose in his heart.

Zhou Ming and Ai Wen, I hope you will come back alive.

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