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Chapter 277, Eighteen Axes of Montenegro

"Brother Yang, when did I tell you that my strength is no longer as good as the late spiritual realm?"

"Uh..." Yang Hao was startled - yes, Xu Ming did not say this!

However, Yang Hao saw that when Xu Ming and Long Luo fought, it didn't seem easy to win, so he guessed that Xu Ming's strength should have barely reached the middle stage of the spiritual realm.

After a long time, Yang Hao was shocked and asked: "Brother Xu Ming, how old are you... Are you really in the late spiritual realm?"

Xu Ming smiled playfully again: "When will I tell you that I am in the late spiritual realm?"

Yang Hao was confused now: "So Xu Ming, what on earth are you..."

"Don't worry about my strength for now! Brother Yang, I still have a few questions I want to ask for advice." Xu Ming changed the topic.

"Brother Xu Ming, feel free to ask and tell us everything you know."

Then, Xu Ming asked a few more questions, and finally affirmed one thing - only the Tao Demonic Spirit can make people temporarily immerse themselves in the sea of ​​artistic conception; in addition, even the best Tao Demonic Beads do not have such

effect.

As a result, Xu Ming became more determined: "I must go to the Dao Demon Palace! I must get as much Dao Demon Essence as possible!!"

only……

How can I enter the Dao Demon Palace? This is a question.



The battle between the Blood Thunder Sect and the Long Family undoubtedly caused a wave of bloodshed in Zhenhai City.

However, the Demon Realm of Seeking Dao was originally a place of killing; a few days after the war ended, Zhenhai City returned to its usual dead silence.

On this day, Zhenhai City welcomed nine burly men in black robes. Behind these nine men, they all carried two giant axes.

"This is it!" A middle-aged man with a ferocious scar on his face looked up at the three words "Zhenhai City" directly above the city gate and said, "Go in!"

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

"He alone doesn't dare to play tricks on us!"

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

Call Long Luo out?

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

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

"What, dead?" All nine burly men in black robes were startled, "Quickly tell me, how did he die!"

Yan Fei saw that the nine people were in a menacing manner, and it was clear that they were coming with bad intentions, so of course he did not dare to talk nonsense, and even quietly sent a message to his master.

It's just that Yan Fei's little move couldn't be hidden from the nine black-robed masters!

"Measure?"

The moment Yan Fei sent out the message, all nine people caught an invisible wave.

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

In the blink of an eye, they caught up to the Blood Thunder Gate.

"Blood Thunder Sect?" The ferocious scarred man snorted coldly, "In the small town of Haicheng, I am afraid that Yang Hao from the Blood Thunder Sect may have killed Long Luo! - Let's go in and take a look!

"

boom!!!

With a wave of his hand, the ferocious scarred man directly destroyed the door of the Blood Thunder Gate.



Inside the Blood Thunder Gate.

Yang Hao and the elders discussed the sect's plan with each word.

After all, Xue Lei Sect is now the only one in Zhenhai City, and it is undoubtedly a golden period of development.

Le Wuya was expressing his opinion vigorously: "In my opinion, we might as well just occupy the city and become king! In this way, Zhenhai City will become our territory..."

Le Wuya is talking enthusiastically.

boom!!!

A loud noise came.

Almost at the same time, Le Wuya also received a summons from Yan Fei.

"What's going on?"

"Where did such a big movement come from?"

All the elders looked at each other in confusion.

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

"What! Destroying our gate, wouldn't that be equivalent to slapping us in the face?"

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

After Le Wuya read the summons, he looked very unnatural: "I just received the summons, it was nine burly men in black with giant axes!"

Yang Hao's expression suddenly became unnatural - nine names, black clothes, giant axe, burly...

These words were connected together, making Yang Hao couldn't help but think: "Is it them?"

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

Soon, Yang Hao saw the visitor.

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

Yang Hao quickly stepped forward with an apologetic smile: "Everyone from Montenegro, why are you here today...?"

"Yang Hao!" The ferocious man with scars smiled, "You are really good! You actually killed Long Luo!"

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

"Oh? You didn't kill him?" The ferocious scarred man didn't believe it, "In Zhenhai City, who else can kill Long Luo besides you?"

"This...this..."

Yang Hao obviously felt that the person who came here was evil, and because the other party was powerful and had a large number of people, he did not dare to confess Xu Ming.

Just as Yang Hao was thinking about how to answer——

"That loser Long Luo? I killed him!" came a lazy voice, and within a short while, Xu Ming appeared in everyone's sight.

What an arrogant tone!

What an arrogant gesture!

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

Yang Hao even whispered: "Xu Ming, they are the Eighteen Axes of Black Mountain!"

Black Mountain Eighteen Axes?

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

"What a crazy boy! I don't like it." The ferocious scarred man glanced at Xu Ming coldly, and then winked at his side.

A cold man with narrow eyes next to him immediately understood and grabbed Xu Ming: "Boy, you are too crazy. Our boss will be very unhappy when he sees it! Come over here and kneel down in front of my boss to talk!"

The two eagle talons reached towards Xu Ming.

Xu Ming sneered disdainfully: "Are you unhappy? I was woken up by you when I was sleeping, and I'm still unhappy! - Get out!!!"

Xu Ming drew out his palm in his signature style.

"Sure enough, you are arrogant and ignorant!" Seeing that Xu Ming didn't take him seriously, the cold man became even more angry.

But the next moment——

Snap!!

The menacing and cold man was slapped away.

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

because……

Black Mountain’s Eighteen Axes, everyone is in the middle stage of spiritual realm!

In other words, Xu Ming's slap just now knocked away a mid-level spiritual realm master.

The ferocious scarred man was even more shocked - he knew the strength of his little brother; even if he took action personally, it would take a lot of effort to win him! And now, he was slapped away?

“The ideas are tough, let’s all work together!”

The ferocious scarred man spat out a very quack-like sentence.


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