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Chapter 96 A Bold Idea
When the black mist stopped wriggling, there were ten, ten men in black standing in front of Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming was dumbfounded.

What is this!

This Pluto inheritance is simply a scam, okay?

Why do you feel uneasy all of a sudden and play cards according to the routine.

According to the normal routine flow, this time it should be the seven black-clothed talents.

Why?Why did ten appear all at once!

Jiang Ming was puzzled, he didn't understand, it was very unreasonable.

He kept complaining in his heart, but there was one thing he couldn't stop, that is, as soon as the ten men in black appeared, they immediately came towards Jiang Ming with knives in hand.

And it's kind of unreasonable.

Jiang Ming's complaints belong to complaints, and helplessness belongs to helplessness, but the reality always has to be faced.

Face up to the difficulties, even if there are ten on the opposite side.

So Jiang Ming fought hard again.

But the difficulty of this battle was different from the previous arena battles. Jiang Ming felt extremely strenuous facing ten men in black this time.

With the blessing of an inexplicable combination of formations, Jiang Ming's battle was very difficult.

Fortunately, in the last ring battle, Jiang Ming's physical strength has almost recovered.

Otherwise, I'm afraid this time I'm really going to die here.

He also didn't know what punishment he would have if he failed, and Jiang Ming didn't know if he would die completely.

But now is not the time to fail. Although the situation is difficult, there is always a chance to survive until the end.

If you don't try hard and fight hard, how can you know that the result of things must be bad.

Ten men in black, the long knives in each hand cooperate with each other, playing airtightly.

Faced with such a suitable combination, Jiang Ming found it difficult to make a move for a while.

In a short time, he couldn't find the weaknesses and flaws of these men in black.

In the constant flash of swords and shadows, Jiang Ming's flaws began to slowly appear.

No one else could stand such a continuous and high-intensity battle.

It is normal for a flaw to appear.

Following one of the men in black's knife, a cut was made on Jiang Ming's arm.

The clothes were in tatters, and blood slowly seeped out of them, making them scarlet.

It's blood, it's blood!

What a strong smell of blood!

The blood flowing out of his body deeply stimulated Jiang Ming.

The curse of the word "blood" planted in his body reappeared.

"I really want to drink blood!"

"Blood, why am I so hungry!"

Gradually, the expression on Jiang Ming's face became distorted.

He was restraining himself, restraining the bloodthirsty and cruelty in his heart.

Cursed by the word "blood" planted in the body is like the most primitive desire.

Just ask a normal life, how can he resist the most primitive desire.

Especially in this small desperate situation, this desire will become more and more crazy.

In the end, Jiang Ming couldn't hold back anymore.

His eyes began to turn bloodshot.

Hair flying like a crazy lunatic.

The broken army in his hand waved.

It's just two fierce swings!
Even if there were other men in black attacking from behind, Jiang Ming did not resist or dodge at all, letting the blade fall on his back.

"what--"

With a roar, Jiang Ming's two slashes finally cut down a man in black.

But at the same time, a huge opening was exposed on his back, and he was stabbed twice by the man in black.

The blood flow became more intense.

Jiang Ming raised his arm and sucked the blood from the wound on it.

The blood stained the lips, like a girl who can't dress herself up, applied heavy rouge, but didn't apply it evenly, causing the entire mouth to be full of red.

The man in black who was slashed by Jiang Ming fell to the ground. Just when the man in black was about to turn into black smoke in the next second, Jiang Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He quickly stepped forward and sucked on the neck of the man in black.

There is no liquid feeling like blood flowing, only puffs of breath.

It is the breath containing dark energy.

It's very strong, and when absorbed like this, it's much stronger than when the man in black dissipated and was absorbed by his own body.

Jiang Ming sucked greedily, and soon the man in black turned into black thin smoke, which was completely absorbed by Jiang Ming.

The previous black people dissipated automatically, and Jiang Ming could only absorb a small part of the energy, but by directly moving his mouth, he absorbed almost all the dark power contained in the men in black.

Jiang Ming was very satisfied.

But this is not enough, because... there are nine men in black in front of him.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie-"

Jiang Ming's face was pale, and he had a sneer on his face, with his own blood staining the corners of his mouth just now.

At this time, he looked like a villain in a TV movie.

"You're all going to die!"

After that, Jiang Ming's figure disappeared in place.

Afterimages began to appear on the ring.

With the blessing of [Sword Mastery], Jiang Ming's strength has been used to the extreme.

And as the [bloodthirsty] surfaced in his eyes, Jiang Ming's temper at this time also became brutal.

What was displayed on him at this time was a stronger, more brutal, and more direct fighting technique.

Although the curse of the word "blood" did cause Jiang Ming a lot of trouble, it was not without harm.

At least in terms of fighting, Jiang Ming's great potential has indeed been tapped.

After the first man in black fell, flaws appeared in the formation combination of the ten people.

Immediately afterwards, the second man in black fell
Then came the third one, who was cut down by Jiang Ming in a faster time.

One, two, three.
On the arena, the black mist constantly permeated and squirmed.

But what Jiang Ming, who was busy fighting, didn't realize was that every time he killed a man in black and sucked out all the dark energy from his body.

The volume of the black mist on the ring will become a little smaller.

At first Jiang Ming was busy dealing with the men in black, but he didn't realize it. However, as the number of men in black on the ring gradually decreased, Jiang Ming began to feel something was wrong.

Until Jiang Ming beheaded nine men in black in the state of [bloodthirsty and brutality], there was only one man in black left on the field at this time, and he could no longer pose a threat to Jiang Ming.

Only then did Jiang Ming notice the change in the black fog on the ring.

It's like a black, big marshmallow. Someone took a bite of it. There is a big gap, which is particularly noticeable when you look at it.

The last man in black was still slashing at Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming didn't rush to kill him. He wanted to keep the man in black and rest slowly to replenish his energy.

Otherwise, in case twenty black-clothed men come out directly in the next ring battle, it would be strange if he, who was physically tired, would have to confess directly.

Even in the state of [Bloodthirsty and Brutal], Jiang Ming still retained his subsequent sobriety.

Alive, only alive has infinite possibilities.

If he wasn't sober at all, then Jiang Ming probably would have died long ago.

Jiang Ming kicked away the man in black who was coming towards him, and he was slowly bandaging his wound.

Otherwise, the smell of blood would get stronger and stronger, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

Even if it's his own blood.

At this time, Jiang Ming looked at the billowing black mist not far away, he had a flash of inspiration, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind
(End of this chapter)