Xiao Zheng blasted the head of a biochemical warrior, then turned and kicked, sending four more charging biochemical warriors flying backwards.
He turned his head to look around.
The battlefield around the church wasn’t looking too good.
The Demon Shield Bureau had many biochemical warriors, and they were pouring in continuously. Although the Sky Net’s Martial Arts Warriors were powerful and had high morale, they were gradually falling behind due to the overwhelming numbers.
Faced with this situation, Xiao Zheng contemplated, a decisive look flashing in his eyes, and shouted, "Long Qie, you lead everyone to hold the line here and engage with the biochemical warriors. I’m going in to make a groundbreaking kill!"
Long Qie was terrified, shouting, "Mr. Xiao, you mustn’t."
However, Xiao Zheng had already charged into the passage.
Long Qie felt helpless, let out a loud roar, and with a battle axe in hand, he struck down a biochemical warrior from the Demon Shield Bureau and began to command the three thousand warriors, maneuvering against the biochemical warriors.
His eyes were determined.
No matter what, they must hold this position and wait for Xiao Zheng’s return here.
Otherwise, even if Xiao Zheng successfully completed his mission, upon his return, if he were surrounded by the many biochemical warriors of the Demon Shield Bureau with no support, the outco would be too terrible.
...
Xiao Zheng had already reached the Martial Saint realm, where re numbers were simply ineffective against him. Xiao Zheng effortlessly fought his way down a corridor, all the way to the underground.
The passage was packed with biochemical warriors.
When they saw Xiao Zheng appear, they were horrified, then charged forward with loud shouts, surrounding him from all directions. So even disregarded everything to cling tightly to Xiao Zheng.
In this cramped terrain, being surrounded by such a large number of enemies would spell disaster even for masters at Long Qie’s Grandmaster Level.
But Xiao Zheng was different.
He was a Martial Saint!
Xiao Zheng snorted coldly, snatching a weapon from the hands of a biochemical warrior and slashing vigorously forward, an imnse invisible Sword Qi descended from the heavens. Instantly, within a ten-ter radius ahead, all the biochemical warriors were enveloped by the Sword Qi, horrific bloody marks appeared on their bodies, and then their bodies split, turning into a pile of shredded flesh.
Crash...
In front of Xiao Zheng, a large area was cleared in an instant.
Seeing such a terrifying scene, the fearless biochemical warriors had fear in their eyes.
Xiao Zheng glanced at them coldly, his toes tapping lightly, and he catapulted forward.
The biochemical warriors standing in front of Xiao Zheng were filled with fear and instinctively made way.
And a few particularly brave ones roared and charged forward, only to be easily taken down by Xiao Zheng.
He was simply invincible!
Facing the elite warriors of one of the world’s five superpowers, the Demon Shield Bureau, Xiao Zheng was like a lion among sheep, utterly invincible.
Before long, Xiao Zheng smoothly reached the end of the passage, where there was a huge underground space.
Earsplitting alarm bells rang out at this mont, in the underground space, various staff mbers of the Demon Shield Bureau ran around in panic, and even so stationed biochemical warriors trembled in fear. A huge camp was thrown into chaos because of Xiao Zheng’s presence.
This is what a Martial Saint represents!
Xiao Zheng arrived at this massive underground space, his gaze quickly scanning the area.
The structure here was very similar to the biochemical research base in Antarctica.
Xiao Zheng was thrilled, recalling the location of those high-ranking personnel in the Antarctic biochemical research base, deep within the underground space. It seed likely that this Demon Shield Bureau headquarters was the sa.
Xiao Zheng originally thought it would take so effort to find that place, but now it seed unnecessary. Pausing briefly, he darted out, heading towards the control room deep within the underground space.
No one dared to block his way.
In a mont, Xiao Zheng reached a grand door, clearly marking a highly important area.
And around this door were fortress-like defenses, with the walls and doors made of extrely hard alloy, impossible to open by re human strength.
"Evil God!"
A mocking voice ca from behind the door; it was the aged voice that had appeared in the church before, the number one figure of the Demon Shield Bureau. He sneered, "You have such courage, daring to co here alone, hahahaha, in one of Huaxia’s proverbs, your actions are what we call walking right into a trap."
Xiao Zheng sneered, "Is that so?"
"Humph, am I wrong? Turn around and see behind you." The old voice said smugly.
Xiao Zheng turned around, and imdiately saw two to three thousand biochemical warriors, each holding sharp tal weapons, surrounding him layer upon layer.
No one could escape from such a siege.
Xiao Zheng turned to the door, a smile with a hint of pity on his lips.
"You decaying old Western n will never understand what it ans to be a Martial Saint."
Xiao Zheng’s eyes turned sharp, and he fiercely slashed the battle blade in his hand towards the door. With a loud crash, the door shook violently, a huge crack appeared.
Xiao Zheng took a big step towards the steel door, punched it, and the crack distorted and expanded, creating a large gap wide enough for a person to pass through.
Xiao Zheng peered through this gap.
Behind the door was a conference room, with about seven or eight old n inside, they were the big shots of the Demon Shield Bureau.
They could be said to be so of the most powerful individuals in this part of the world.
At this mont, these n wielding imnse power were wide-eyed in shock.
Then, a shred of fear welled up from the depths of their eyes.
The Evil God had broken through the door’s defense!
Xiao Zheng laughed coldly and walked into the conference room through the gap.
The seven or eight old n were instantly flustered, only the sound of chairs scraping the floor could be heard as they all stood up and retreated in fear.
They knew Xiao Zheng’s strength; none of them were biochemical warriors, nor were they strong ones like the Steel Man, completely unable to counter him.
Among those present, only one person remained calm, seated in the main chair, an old man observed the flustered actions of his colleagues and scolded, "Get back to your seats! Just an Evil God, yet you’re all scared like this, how pathetic!"
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