"Good guy... so fierce?"

Feng Bugui opened and closed his lips slightly, and sat down on the monster's body piled on the ground. He was covered in superficial injuries and almost lost all strength.

How violent the explosion was just now, how uncomfortable it is to lose strength now.

There were figures passing around Feng Bugui.

They rushed to the front where the demon monks were fighting fiercely, and quickly pressed the balance of victory.

Several immortals waved their sleeves in the air and shed rays of immortal light, setting up barriers to suppress the opponent's masters and block the demon soldiers' retreat.

Fortunately, the support came quickly. If it had been more than ten seconds late, he would have been able to collect his body.

Feng Bugui had more than a dozen new scars all over his body, but he was not in a hurry to heal them at this moment, and continued to lock his eyes on Zhou Zheng, who was still rushing at the front.

How many months has it been?

How could this guy suddenly become so powerful from a newbie who just started to practice!

Zhou Zheng's back also looks a bit miserable.

There were several bloody marks on his back scratched by sharp claws. Fortunately, the wounds were not too deep and were now wrapped in a layer of ice crystals, so there was no excessive bleeding.

Zhou Zheng's front body was protected by a shield, but he was not seriously injured. However, his short hair was stained with a lot of blood, and there were several claw marks on his forehead soaked with blood. He almost scratched his face.

But instead of being affected by his injuries, his combat effectiveness became even more powerful.

Zhou Zheng pursed his lips tightly, with a fierce look in his eyes. He held a large shield in his left hand to protect his vitals, and held a magical horizontal sword tightly in his right hand. He was surrounded by a faint golden light. He could slash out with a sudden strike, which could accurately hit the monster in front of him.

The body of a soldier is vital.

Feng Bugui thought again of the situation when he and Zhou Zheng were besieged just now.

That momentum, that scene!

Zhou Zheng descended from the sky with lightning and wind, and he surrounded a group of monsters all by himself!

This made Feng Bugui feel so confident that he almost called for reinforcements and retreated, leaving the two of them to go it alone.

"The young people today are amazing."

Feng Bugui took out the half-left cigarette case in his inner pocket, picked out a relatively complete cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it, took a few puffs, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Captain! Ah! So much blood was shed!"

Feng Bugui waved his hand and motioned for his team members to kill the demon first.

He was studying Zhou Zheng's movements carefully.

It can be clearly seen that Zhou Zheng's fighting experience is not very rich. A lot of mana and strength are wasted. His fighting postures are also a bit redundant. He is flexible but not fierce enough. He has not fully displayed his strength at the moment.

Zhou Zheng's growth rate in combat is astonishing, as if every extra minute he completes the evolution of his combat skills.

Feng Bugui felt as if...

This is a born 'thug'.

Feng Bugui was experienced enough. He had already discovered that Zhou Zheng was able to show a much higher combat power than his Xiantian Dzogchen by virtue of his cultivation at the seventh or eighth level of the Xiantian realm. This was mainly due to the magic that wrapped his body.

Layer of spiritual power.

The two of them were able to last for two minutes before, and this spiritual power, as well as Zhou Zheng's outstanding thunder skills, played a major role.

Of course, objective factors are more important.

These monster soldiers are relatively low-level. Although their appearance and number are very scary, there are no 'masters' who have been practicing for more than three hundred years.

In short, Feng Bugui felt very lucky to have survived these two minutes.

It’s okay not to mention the dance thing before.

Just a little bit of escaping skills.

"I'll go! Who dares to touch my squad leader!"

There was a roar in the air. Feng Bugui looked up while holding a cigarette, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Wouldn’t today’s young people lose their concave shape if they don’t fall from the sky?

Xiao Sheng stepped on the big gourd and fell from the sky. The big gold chain around his neck shone brightly, throwing out a bright stream of light.

Yue Wushuang, who was wearing a blue windbreaker, galloped past and swiped a scimitar. The two demon soldiers were quickly dismembered.

In the distance, Li Zhiyong, who had already laid on the roof of the car and set up a gun, thought for a moment, put away the sniper rifle, and watched the battle with a group of special police officers.

More than ten minutes later;

The battle situation was cleared by several immortals. Because the encirclement was prepared in advance, none of the demons found here slipped through the net. Most of them were killed and a few were captured.

More than 260 ordinary demon soldiers were piled in the warehouse, and more than 30 surviving staff members were rescued.

In one corner, several immortals have begun to use their methods to ask questions to the leading demons.

In the corner, a group of monks gathered around Zhou Zheng and Feng Bugui, their faces full of respect, and the eyes of many young girls sparkled.

Especially the first group of monks to arrive, they witnessed the fierce street fighting with their own eyes, and saw the scene of Feng Bugui and Zhou Zheng standing back to back on the pile of corpses of demon soldiers fighting in all directions. At this moment, their blood was still stirring, and they secretly took a few photos.

a photograph.

Zhou Zheng and Feng Bugui were both sitting there shirtless, while several attentive female cultivators were busy helping them take care of their injuries.

Ao Ying did not show up. At this moment, she turned into jade and was protected in Zhou Zheng's palm, and she also passed through layers of spiritual power for Zhou Zheng.

Several Taoist priests with outstanding temperament and long robes stepped forward, greeted Zhou Zheng and Feng Bugui with smiles, and said some official words of encouragement.

What a great achievement, the commendation is announced, the reward is generous, and it adds a lot of worldly fireworks.

Zhou Zheng, however, just frowned and looked at the clothes on the ground.

Although he now has a lot of subsidies and no money to spend money, but...it's a pity that these two clothes have not been worn many times.

After the leaders of the special investigation team left, Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Bugui grinned on the side and patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder.

"Squad leader, we have heard clearly," Li Zhiyong's voice sounded.

Zhou Zheng raised his head and looked to his side. Many monks followed Zhou Zheng's gaze and noticed a young monk standing beside him.

Li Zhiyong smiled, and his voice rang in Zhou Zheng's ears.

"This place is full of low-level demon soldiers. Through the cold chain transportation channel, they turned into their own bodies and smuggled in as frozen meat. Their actions are unified, and their purpose is probably to create chaos in Longchen City and disrupt the morale of the frontline troops.

"There are now three investigation points for the immortals - the participants of the demon passage, the monk formation used by the demons, and which force these demons belong to. The Futian Alliance should take reciprocal revenge in the future and send immortals to the rear of that force.

Sneak attack."

Zhou Zheng nodded slightly and smiled at Li Zhiyong, who walked away with his hands behind his back as if he was passing by.

This guy, for some unknown reason, always behaves in such a low-key manner.

"Xiao Zhou," Feng Bugui chuckled, "Want to have a drink? Now we can recuperate openly, hahaha!"

Before Zhou Zheng could nod, the young team members around him became anxious.

"Captain! You're still drinking! Can you drink with this injury?"

"Captain, do you want me to add a box of cephalosporin? That will have a faster effect."

"Captain, please rest peacefully and recuperate. After you recover, our three brothers will drink with you!"

Feng Bugui scratched his head and smiled, suddenly remembering something, and there was a little fear in his eyes.

"Hey, I almost forgot, I can't drink this guy, forget it."

The male cultivators around him were immediately shocked.

…

When instructor Xiaoyue heard his subordinates report the results of the Third Industrial Island Special Operations Group, his expression was very calm.

It was hiding in the dark and watching.

One thing to say, the battles of low-level monks, especially the battles of low-level monks who major in the physical body, are really pleasing to the eye.

But Xiaoyue couldn't help but laugh when she looked at the record list and Zhou Zheng, who was ranked second on the record list.

What's going on?

The scene of Zhou Zheng's bloody battle with the demon that he had just peeked at was still lingering in Xiao Yue's head, lingering for a long time.

Why does it feel so familiar?

Xiao Yue fell into thinking.

It was as if I had seen this figure from a distance, and it was also in a situation similar to a siege, but it was surrounded by some threatening and threatening black shadows. The figure stood in these black shadows, attacking the nine heavens at the top, and fighting against the netherworld at the bottom...

who is he?

Xiaoyue wanted to see this figure clearly, but suddenly her heart trembled, and all she saw was blank.

At the same time, the picture that had just emerged in its heart was also directly erased.

This is!
To be continued...