Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

"How… How could it be you?" Damien's eyes were practically bulging from their sockets.

The attention of more than three hundred Blood Descendants were all fixed on Chen Xiaobei.

Needless to say, they were all perturbed at the sight of the Somersault Cloud but they were too preoccupied with a bigger problem that has continued to plague them to study the cloud.

And that problem is present right here and right now – this man before them! 

The three points that were not supposed to intersect were actually connected! This signaled a major danger signal!

Could it be that this kid figured out Damien's plan? 

Could it be that everything that happened just now had something to do with this kid?

If that was so, then this situation was direr than they had imagined it to be.

"How it could be me – is not important! Answers are meaningless to the dead!"

Chen Xiaobei wore an impassive expression on his face – completely void of emotions he was faced to face with a group of pale, dead bodies of Blood Descendants. To him, they were no better than dead.

"Did the military sell me out? You were the one who brought the F-22 Raptors, right? What kind of deal did you strike?" Damien took in a deep breath, forcing down the despair in his chest.

His plan was had already been foiled. What he needed to do now was try to preserve his life with all that he had. 

"You think too much! I don't even know anyone from America!"

Chen Xiaobei said indifferently, "As for those F-22 Raptors, they will not appear again! I will use my strength and power to annihilate all of you!"

Seemingly, Chen Xiaobei had already put the forty-five F-22 Raptors into the Infinite Space Ring. It was not that Chen Xiaobei did not want to use them. Earlier, he did a major bombing at Mamba Island. Now, he just used the rest of his ammunition on the fleet of carriers. In other words, there was only output and no input. So the ammunition on the plane was running out. This meant that all of his F-22 Raptors had lost all their purpose naturally, he would have to put them away.

"What? Did I hear you right? You are saying that you want to fight against all of the Blood Descendants all on your own?"

 Damien's eyes widened.

He had some understanding of Chen Xiaobei's strength.

 In his opinion, if Chen Xiaobei really wanted to take them out single-handedly, then that was no different to looking for death!

The Blood Descendants were excited at the idea of killing Chen Xiaobei – if that happened, then they would not have to worry about dying here.

 All at once, three hundred pairs of murderous gaze were fixed on Chen Xiaobei. Each of them were itching to tear apart this asshole that had caused them so much suffering!

"Stop talking and start fighting!" Chen Xiaobei roared. 

His blood was boiling and his battle intent filled the air immediately. 

He would not rest until every single one of them was dead!

There was only one thing in his mind – war!

Seeing that there was not a trace of F-22 Raptors, Damien's confidence was once again elevated.

"The first team of Iron-Winged Myrmidon! Listen to my command! Tear this asshole apart completely!"

When he had finished giving his orders, the ten Iron-Winged Myrmidons rushed toward Chen Xiaobei at all directions.

They were all clad in metal armor and had claws sharper than swords. 

More importantly, they were actually quite strong. All of them were at Halfstep True Nirvana Cultivation. In fact, it was clear from the way they work that they had trained and worked together for a long time.

Together, the ten of them would be capable of eradicating the entire random faction in Jianghu. They were definitely not to be underestimated!

Unfortunately, Chen Xiaobei was their foe today.

The Chen Xiaobei who was bursting with battle rage!

The Chen Xiaobei whose blood was boiled with anger!

The Chen Xiaobei who was armed and ready! 

This Chen Xiaobei would be impossible to defeat! 

"Nh. A. Ni. Bei. Ei. Hng."

Chen Xiaobei focused his vision and mouthed Buddha's six-character mantra.

"What?" the ten Iron-Winged Myrmidons were momentarily confused but immediately caught themselves and ridiculed, "Is he crazy? Why is he babbling nonsense? Was he so scared he went insane? Hahaha…"

As soon as they finished talking, Damien who was standing in one corner and the rest of the Blood Descendants burst out laughing. They looked at him as if he had gone mad.

But in a minute, all of them were dumbstruck!

*Swoosh*

*Swoosh*

*Swoosh*

Three golden rays shot out from Chen Xiaobei's palm and he charged toward three of the Iron Wings Myrmidons with lightning speed.

None of them had expected this. Who knew that such strange things could happen after Chen Xiaobei uttered the mantra.

As they were unprepared, the three rays of shiny, gold headband wrapped tightly around their heads!

"What… What the hell is this? Why wouldn't it come off? What the hell is happening?" 

 The three of them were frantically trying to remove the headband.

 But no matter how much they tried – even if they had ripped off some of their hairs, the headband did not budge even an inch!

"What the hell? What sorcery is this?" Damien yelled in a panic. "Don't worry about the headband! Just kill that kid! His magic spell will then be broken!"

 "Yes sir!" the ten Iron-Winged Myrmidons thought that what Damien made sense so they gathered their spirit and charged toward Chen Xiaobei again.

"I think I will save their blood for my Chaos Sword Essence!"

Ignoring all ten of them, Chen Xiaobei did not even flinch.

*Shinng*

The sound of the Divine Sword whispering in the sky could be heard. Immediately, the Crimson Turmoil colored the sky red.

"What… What is this? Urgh…" before the Iron-Winged Myrmidon that led the first battle team could finish talking, he suddenly felt a cold swipe run over his neck.

*Phissh*

Seconds later, a straight line appeared on his neck.

His head came off and fell onto the floor. 

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*Pop!*

*Pop!*

*Pop!*

As this was happening, the three Iron-Winged Myrmidons who had the golden headbands wrapped around their heads started to pop.

Who knew? Three tough steely heads, crushed by the golden band!

Skulls shattered into a million piece, bloody gunk with pieces of brains spattered across the floor. At first glance, it looked as if someone had smashed three watermelons on the floor.

In the blink of an eye, four out of ten of the Iron-Winged Myrmidons were dead! 

Sadly, they did not even know how they had died.

Even those who were alive were confused. They could not seem to grasp what was happening.

Then in the next second, they again witnessed another unexplainable phenomenon.

A crimson long sword was going around the four headless bodies.

The four bodies were already void of life but they did not fall to the ground. Instead, they were floating in the air.

Those watching the scene unfold were completely disconcerted – they all looked like they seen a ghost.