Chapter 279: A Single Punch Annihilates Them

Huang Zhongqian was shocked, and the two Royal-level Bloodkin were even more shocked.

Even they had felt threatened by Huang Zhongqian's sword strike just now.

If it had landed on them, they too would have been severely injured for quite some time.

"Huang Zhongqian, I didn't expect you to be hiding so deeply.

It's a pity, even if you have Royal-level strength, you will undoubtedly die today."

The man in white spoke, killing intent flowing in his eyes.

The man in the black robe narrowed his eyes slightly and transmitted his voice: "His attack is very strong, but his constitution is too weak; he cannot hold out for long. Let us exhaust his stamina first."

Naturally, they were unwilling to get injured if they could take down Huang Zhongqian at the minimum cost.

"Be careful."

"Fight!"

The two Royal-level Bloodkin immediately began to grapple with Huang Zhongqian.

Even while having his stamina drained, Huang Zhongqian could not hold out for two minutes.

On the other side, Huang Hun's expression was shocked and angry, with deep worry mixed in.

Since Zhang Yuanmou had made a move, he would surely annihilate them with the force of a thunderbolt.

He looked up at the sky and heard only a roaring sound.

Clearly, Zhang Yuanmou had even deployed fighter jets.

This was leaving them no way to survive.

A special operations squad like the Blood Guard was enough to swallow the forces of the Huang Hun estate.

Yet, Zhang Yuanmou still used fighter jets to avoid accidents, which showed how meticulous his thinking was.

"Your Highness, run quickly." At this moment, Zhang He and the others walked over.

Their four-man squad held crude guns in their hands and wore bulletproof vests.

This was the strongest defensive force in the estate, belonging solely to Huang Hun.

However, just at this moment, a hearty laugh came: "Huang Hun, I trust you have been well."

A young Bloodkin walked over, and behind him were more than ten figures.

The arrivals were none other than Commander Wen, Commander Jin, Commander An, Qi Lin, and many other Bloodkin.

The one speaking was Commander Wen.

He looked at Zhang He and the others, shaking his head and sighing: "Weak as a reed."

Following his voice, Zhang He's expression changed slightly; a piercing pain shot into his palm, and his gun fell to the ground with a clatter.

The other three were the same as Zhang He.

Facing the attacks of several Commander-level Bloodkin, they had no ability to resist at all and were disarmed.

That piercing pain continued to persist.

They had almost lost the ability to resist.

Once the few Bloodkin passed by, they would undoubtedly die.

Is this the power of Commander-level Bloodkin?

"Where is Xu Ling, who killed my nephew?" At this moment, Commander Wen on the side spoke, a glimmer of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Originally, he had been afraid that the Grand Marshal would really cooperate with Huang Zhongqian; if that were the case, his nephew might have died in vain.

Now that they had already torn off the mask, the three Commander-level Bloodkin would slay that Xu Ling.

Huang Hun's heart was in chaos.

Even if Mr. Xu Ling had Royal-level strength and could deal with Commander-level Bloodkin.

However, there were not only Commander-level Bloodkin in the estate, but also Royal-level Bloodkin.

Above the estate, there were even fighter jets roaring, watching like tigers eyeing their prey.

There were four or five of those types of fighter jets; even a Royal-level Bloodkin would be vulnerable and unable to cope.

Even if Mr. Xu Ling had Royal-level strength, he would be powerless in the face of such a massive force.

"Are you looking for me?"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, and a tall, upright figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Lin Chao was in a Green Robe, his gaze as indifferent as Water.

"You finally decided to come out; I thought you had been scared into running away!" Commander Wen looked at Lin Chao, a trace of wariness flashing in his eyes.

Beside him, an anxious expression appeared on Huang Hun's face: "Mr. Xu Ling, it is dangerous here, please retreat quickly."

There was no way for them to escape.

Xu Ling had Royal-level strength; if he escaped, there would still be a glimmer of hope.

Ji Hongyang looked at Xu Ling and also said: "Mr. Xu Ling, our deal... let's end it."

"Old Jin, Old An, stop him, don't let him escape." Commander Wen spoke immediately; he was afraid that Xu Ling would really try to run away.

However, how could Lin Chao have any thoughts of running away?

A smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"A word once spoken cannot be overtaken by a team of four horses.

It is just as well to use today to sweep away the obstacles in your path."

Lin Chao took a step forward, and the aura on his body changed instantly.

A powerful pressure radiated from Lin Chao.

Within a radius of ten meters, all the Bloodkin felt as if they were in the middle of a storm, swaying with the wind, unable to control themselves.

Even the Commander-level Bloodkin were completely unable to move.

The smile on Commander Wen's face froze, and an indescribable fear permeated his heart.

Commander Jin and Commander An were the same.

They had just activated their special abilities, wanting to keep Xu Ling there.

"You... are not Commander Level..."

Commander Wen's mind went blank; even from the two Royal-level Bloodkin, he had never felt this kind of strength.

This Xu Ling... who exactly is he?

His body trembled incessantly, and even his soul was shaking.

In this world, how could there be such a terrifying warrior?

Is this Xu Ling really a Genetic Warrior?

They wanted to flee, but they could not escape at all.

Lin Chao moved forward again, his hand waving, and a powerful force permeated his hand.

Boom!

A sound like a sonic boom rang out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sounds of over ten people exploding rang out in succession.

That arrogant Commander Wen, as well as Commander Jin and Commander An who were prepared to show off their skills, along with many Blood Clan members, perished instantly.

Lin Chao waved his hand, and over a dozen Blood Beads fell into his hand.

Beside him, Huang Hun and Ji Hongyang took a deep breath; they had not yet reacted, and the battle had already ended just like that.

Over ten Blood Clan members, including three Commander-level Bloodkin, did not even last for a single breath of time before all perishing.

Is this the strength of the Royal-level?

Is Mr. Xu Ling really a Royal-level Bloodkin?

Lin Chao glanced at Huang Hun: "His Highness should hold the Sword of the Yellow Dao and sit here with peace of mind."

The Sword of the Yellow Dao flew out instantly and landed in Huang Hun's hand.

"Many thanks, sir." Huang Hun was extremely excited, unable to speak even now.

However, the worry in his heart had not yet dissipated.

After all, there were still over a dozen fighter jets in the sky.

The air-to-ground missiles on the fighter jets were enough to destroy the entire manor, leaving no survivors.

At the same time, outside the manor, atop a high building, a look of shock appeared on Yang Kai's face.

"Grand Marshal, it's bad, Commander Wen and the others have been killed in battle.

That Xu Ling is too strong; the three Commanders had no power to resist at all before he Slayed them!"

The scene from just a moment ago still lingered in his mind.

Three Commander-level Bloodkin, as if they were toddlers, did not resist at all and were directly Slayed.

"This Xu Ling likely has Royal-level strength." An officer spoke, his face carrying deep apprehension.

Zhang Yuanmou's expression was somber; his usual calm and composure changed for the first time.

"It is nothing, there is still Bailong and Heiling. With those two present, even if Xu Ling has Royal-level strength, he is still vulnerable."

Although he said this, Zhang Yuanmou was still somewhat uneasy; he stopped looking at the surveillance screen and instead picked up a Telescope to look into the manor.

But after just one look, his eyes were about to split, and his eyeballs were ready to pop out.

He saw that in the manor, the man named Xu Ling had merely thrown a punch, and the powerful Bailong and Heiling had no power to resist at all before they were decapitated and died on the spot.

Those were two Royal-level Bloodkin!

They were one of Zhang Yuanmou's greatest reliances, and furthermore, his two sons-in-law.

He glared with wide eyes, his face flushed and neck thick, gasping for breath: "How is this possible!"

Two Royal-level Bloodkin had died just like that.

Beside him, Yang Kai was also inexplicably shocked: "Is this really a Genetic Warrior?"

A Genetic Warrior could not possibly be this formidable!

"Grand Marshal, what should we do? Should we send more Blood Guard inside?" An officer spoke, his face full of apprehension.

Although the people present were shocked, they were not panicked and remained very calm.

After all, a warrior's individual strength is very high.

However... the times have changed.

No matter how strong a warrior is, they are still made of flesh and blood.

The once-powerful Blood Clan also became song-and-dance-loving and amiable due to the birth of the Maxim machine gun.

Now, they possess a modernized army and the latest generation of fighter jets.

What can a warrior use to fight them?

I fear that even if Qi-Blood warriors were to reappear, they could still annihilate them.

Zhang Yuanmou stroked his forehead, a look of deep fatigue appearing on his face: "Tell Yang Wei to conduct carpet bombing."

Yang Wei was an Air Force general responsible for these operations.

Originally, Yang Wei and his men were only providing support.

At this moment, they had become the main force.

Zhang Yuanmou regretted it deeply; in order to capture the insignificant Huang Zhongqian, he had allowed his Blood Guard to suffer heavy losses.

Among them were his two sons-in-law, who were Royal-level Bloodkin.

Now, only by completely erasing Huang Zhongqian and that Xu Ling could he briefly soothe the hatred in his heart.

Inside the manor, Huang Zhongqian took a deep breath, letting his body calm down.

High-intensity combat, facing two Royal-level Bloodkin, even he could not hold on for long.

"Many thanks to you, sir, for intervening."

Xu Ling's intervention, obliterating two Royal-level Bloodkin with a single punch, left him shocked.

Regarding Xu Ling's strength, the speculation in his heart rose once again.

With this kind of strength, he was likely at the peak of the Royal-level, or perhaps even stronger.

In this world, how could there be such a Martial Artist?

Moreover, vaguely, he also discovered that Xu Ling's methods were different from his own Genetic Warrior methods, and were even somewhat similar to the Qi-Blood Martial Dao recorded in texts.

But at this moment, time was pressing, and it simply did not allow him to think deeply.

"It is nothing." Lin Chao spoke, and he looked up toward the sky.

Between them, above the sky, the dozen or so fighter jets that had been roaring began to climb, increasing their altitude.

The relief Huang Zhongqian had just felt vanished instantly, and a look of terror appeared on his face: "No good, they are going to use the fighter jets!"

(End of this chapter)