Guarding the frontier at the beginning: I copied my talent

As the voice sounded, a woman walked into the big tent proudly, followed by two people, both dressed in black uniforms.

The woman who entered the account at the head was born tall, almost the same height as Shen Ming.

She is dressed in a pitch-black uniform, her body proportions are extremely exaggerated, and her curves are graceful but with a sense of power that cannot be hidden.

The partial skin is as white as snow, and the face is extremely pretty, with some scholarly temperament.

This reminded Shen Ming of a popular female character in a famous fighting arcade game he had played in his previous life.

"This figure is really superb!" Shen Ming sighed secretly, what made him care more was the talent on the top of the woman's head:

[Heavenly Jealousy Talent (Purple Talent): She is extremely talented, the cultivation speed of all exercises has increased by seventy times, and the speed of comprehension of all laws has increased by ten times. Shou Yuan is reduced by half. The

golden talent, and it's a strong outrageous golden talent, but the side effect of the back...

Shen Ming knew a little about the average lifespan of human beings in this world, but it was about the same as in his previous life.

As for whether a martial artist can prolong his life in the later stage of cultivation, Shen Ming is still unclear, but it would be too much to reduce his longevity by half at the beginning.

This purple talent, Shen Ming felt that he didn't want it at all.

Immediately began to guess the identity of the visitor.

This is a large camp of the Chinese army, and these people walked into the tent without being informed, presumably their identities will not be simple.

"Zhenlong Division?" He Hao was shocked.

Shen Ming heard it, and then looked at the expressions of the people in the big tent, and seemed to know what these three people were wearing, and they all showed nervous expressions.

It seems that the influence and deterrence of Zhenlongsi's body are extremely extraordinary.

"Yu Yangluo, why are you here?" Tang Mengling knew the woman in charge, and her brows furrowed slightly.

She never expected that the capital of Zhenlong Siyan Bing Mansion would appear here, and after thinking about it for a while, she thought of Jiang Laohan before, and had a guess.

"I didn't expect to meet Tang Dutong this time, so I would like to congratulate you on not dying in the disaster and escaping the last disaster.

Yu Yangluo's voice was cold, but his face was as smiling as a flower. There is an indescribable neatness between the smiles, mixed with a unique and glamorous atmosphere.

"I came here to deal with an important matter, but I didn't want to meet Tang Dutong and Shen Ming. Yu Yangluo looked forward to it with great generosity, paced proudly in the big tent, and walked to Yu Shaoyuan's side quietly.

His gaze stopped at Shen Ming:

"That one thing has become two things."

Yu Yang raised his eyebrows, his voice was still cold, but he smiled charmingly:

"Shen Ming, you have made a great contribution this time, are you willing to join my Zhenlong Division?"

Tang Mengling heard this, his expression turned cold, and his eyes became dangerous.

Everyone in the big tent was also speechless, looking at Shen Ming suspiciously. They were a little confused today.

Shen Ming cooperated with the Zhu Cha Division to hunt, discovered and participated in the sealing of the demon clan's cracks, and was valued by the Zhu Cha Division to the point that it was said in the past.

But somehow he intersected with

the Zhenlong Division? Listening to Yu Yangluo's words, it seems that he also participated in the mission

of the Zhenlong Division, and made meritorious contributions? The function of the Zhenlong Division is to serve the enemy's situation and search for information from all over the world, similar to a secret agency. Due to its particularity, Daxin, from the officials to the common people, did not want to intersect with the Zhenlong Division.

For a while, everyone in the border army faintly had a trace of jealousy towards Shen Ming.

Yang Fuping's face turned pale at this time, and he no longer had the slightest appearance of being in tune.

"Shen Ming is a person from the Zhenlong Division?" a

sense of impending catastrophe instantly enveloped him.

Shen Ming didn't want to be a spy, that kind of life was too depressing, and he had already promised Tang Mengling to join the Investigation Division, and he was thinking about how to refuse.

"Forget it, you don't have to rush in advance, I'll take care of the important things first.

Without waiting for Shen Ming to speak, Yu Yangluo waved his hand casually, and then changed his words:

"Take Yang Fuping down for me!"

This voice was clear, with Sen Leng killing intent, and the two black-clothed subordinates immediately blocked Yang Fuping.

Yang Fuping had already expected it, knowing that if he was caught this time, there would be no way out, and he was ready to resist stubbornly.

He was fast, took the lead, dodged the two Zhenlong Division personnel, and ran towards the door of the big tent.

This change came very quickly, and everyone in the tent didn't have time to react, seeing that Yang Fuping was about to escape from the big tent.

Shen Ming's location was the closest to the door of the big tent.

Zhenlong Si appeared in the military camp here, so he also knew what was going on, and how could he let

Yang Fuping escape? The account of the tragedy in Beituo Village, he had calculated it for Yang Fuping, and now the new hatred and old hatred were just calculated together.

Shen Ming took out the giant sword in his arm armor without moving, and it was already blocked at the door.

Yang Fuping was originally bent on escaping, but now he met Shen Ming on a narrow road, and his gloomy face showed hatred.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" Yang Fuping sneered, he didn't know Shen Ming's current strength, thinking that even if Shen Ming cultivated and improved in the past half a year, it would be impossible for him to reach the strength level.

"Qiang!" the blade flickered, and Yang Fuping drew his weapon with a cruel smile on his face.

The blade was already close, and Shen Ming didn't seem to react, but his eyes kept staring at Yang Fuping.

"Die!" Yang Fuping shouted angrily.

"Zheng!" The clear dragon roared, and Shen Ming brazenly drew his sword when the opponent's weapon was about to slash him.

The speed was so fast that before Yang Fuping could react, the long knife in his hand had already collided with Shen Ming's giant sword.

"Bell!"

Yang Fuping only felt a huge force transmitted to his hands holding the knife, and he was tingling and itching, and all kinds of feelings alternated for a while, and he almost couldn't hold the weapon.

He staggered back a few steps, finally stabilized his figure, and looked at Shen Ming in surprise, full of disbelief:

"Impossible, your cultivation..."

"Shen Ming just used the Giant Sword Technique, and the power of that blow seems to have a power level cultivation!" He Hao was also confused by the scene just now, and now that he came back to his senses, he was extremely surprised by Shen Ming's performance.

Everyone in the tent has eyesight, and they can see that Shen Ming retreats from the enemy with a sword, and the exercises used have the foundation of [Soldier Body], but what is even more outstanding is another set of exercises, and the cultivation has reached the level of strength.

"It's the [Giant Sword Decision] That's right, Tang Dutong taught Shen Ming to learn the Giant Sword Decision, and in just half a year or so, he has the strength of the power stage!" He Hao's mouth was a little bitter.

Thinking about how good it would be if he and Tang Mengling fell into the spatial crack together!

At this time, Yang Fuping still wanted to resist stubbornly, but he didn't have time to act, only to feel a punch in the abdomen, and the whole person flew up, heading straight towards the place where Tang Mengling was sitting.

Yu Yangluo didn't know when he appeared, and he knocked Yang Fuping away lightly, but it was not a uniform.

"Not good!" Shen Ming was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to save him.

Tang Meng's spiritual cultivation was only restored to the strength of the Qi rank, but he was not Yang Fuping's opponent.

When Shen Ming told about this matter, Yang Fuping also heard it.

Yang Fuping fell heavily to the ground, but he felt that the injury was not serious, and the current situation was in crisis, so he didn't have time to think about it.

Seeing Tang Mengling, who was very close to him, he got up and wanted to hold her hostage as a capital to get out.

The other party is the capital of Yanbing Mansion, and his identity is not trivial!

With this in mind, his movements were not slow, and he came to Tang Mengling's side in an instant, and stretched out his hand to jam her neck.

Shen Ming was in a hurry, but it was too late to rescue.

Yang Fuping smiled triumphantly, and he had already imagined the touch of Tang Mengling's pink neck in his mind.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" he snorted softly, with anger.

Yang Fuping inexplicably felt a chill all over his body, and the long knife in his hand had been snatched by the girl in front of him at some point.

In a flash of cold light, his outstretched arm was cut off by Qi Gen, and blood gushed out in an instant, but it was not contaminated with Tang Mengling.

Tang Mengling's thunderous blow, how could she have the slightest appearance of being seriously injured and not healed? And where is there only the cultivation of the peak of the Qi rank?

She has clearly recovered all her strength!