Chapter 694: Harvest merit

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The leopard essence is too fast, faster than human imagination.
Wang Ping frowned, knowing that this was a supernatural talent and supernatural power. The low-level cultivators encountered this kind of supernatural power supernaturally.
The sword was blocked, the leopard essence in front of him had disappeared, and a bad wind came from behind.
You don't need to look at it, you know that it's the leopard spirit who pounced from behind.
Without turning around, the knife stabs backward from the waist.
boom.
The leopard held the flapping stiffly and slapped a paw on the knife, making a sound of gold and stone colliding.
But it is better than speed, but it is far from Wang Ping's in strength.
By the moment the swords meet, Wang Ping's aura suddenly bursts, causing the great sword to tremble.
Buzz.
A ring of knife gas suddenly burst out all around.
Wow wow
In a flash, he reached the leopard essence.
It screamed in horror and shrunk his head, but after a slow step, his ears and a pinch of hair in the middle of his head were cut in half by the knife.
Blood spewed out.
Leopard essence, like a frightened rabbit, wailed and turned into a residual image, fleeing from the chaotic monster beasts without a trace.
Another leopard sperm was about to eat the scarred survivor monk. Hearing the screams of his companions, he turned his head and looked scared.
Missed by a hit, far away.
These two leopards are as good as the assassin.
But as soon as the two monster leaders retreated, the other little monsters panicked and lost their main heart. The battlefield that had been deserted was even more chaotic.
At the moment, Wang Ping's No. 84 unit was like a sharp knife, and officially cut into the battlefield to save the seriously injured cultivator.
Fu Yuanqiu and two accompanying staff members stood at the top of a towering ancient tree. They did not mean to participate in the war, but just watched their performances quietly.
At the same time, at the command center of the training camp, the synchronous audio and video equipment carried by the practitioners can be seen, and the situation of the entire battlefield and the performance of each practitioner are also seen.
"Wang Ping'an is too strong. His performance is not like that of the younger generation of cultivators. I always feel that he is some kind of veteran senior who has achieved great success in practice.
In Fu Yuanqiu's headset, Hu Yuanliang's voice came from the deputy office of the camp's command center.
"Guessing without evidence is meaningless. It's better to be shocked than monsters. The evolution has accelerated. There have been strange things. They evolve so fast. Where is the future of our human cultivation?" Another commander's voice said afterwards. .
Fu Yuanqiu, who was on the edge of the battlefield, had no interest in speaking. He frowned to observe the situation of the other team.
That team performed mediocrely, and its combat effectiveness was not bad, but it was too far away from the No. 84 team led by Wang Ping'an.
Team No. 84, the weakest cultivator is Xu Qing, she is holding a long sword, making random gestures, but every time she swings, she can hurt a monster in front of her. Within ten meters, there is no standing monster.
An endless source of aura spewed out of her body, and she didn't know where these reserves came from her cultivation base.
As for Gu Qingcheng, Luochuan, and Yu Ping, they are all seedlings who have been practicing since childhood. They are old-fashioned and have rich combat experience.
Ding, kill monsters, merit +1.
Ding, kill monsters, merit +1.
...
There is a system prompt in Wang Ping's ears. This is the best stimulant, which is why he can fight so hard to kill the enemy.
This is not just merit, but also his life-saving symbol.
A few days ago, I had offended so many forces in the emperor, and I did n’t have enough merit to save my life.
Killing and killing, I suddenly felt that my eyes were empty, looking around blankly, and found that there was no living monster.
The stench is pungent and disgusting.
Wang Ping'an wiped the splashed blood from his face and said depressedly: "Is it so dead? Is it too fast?"
"Please, almost all of these monsters were killed by you. We did n’t even have a chance to intervene. We were afraid that you would be injured by your big knife. Your big knife will feel like you do n’t recognize it. Is it far?"
Luo Chuan's voice came from more than a dozen feet outside.
"Maybe you gave me the big knife, it's so easy to use." Wang Ping found a reasonable excuse to give himself a step down.
He would not admit that it was because the system rewarded merits that he would devote himself to killing monsters.
At this moment, Wang Ping'an suddenly heard an admiration from the headset: "Very good. Team 84 got an S-level evaluation in this mission. The results are real and effective, and they have been recorded in the training file."
Wang Pingan froze for a moment, almost forgot, he was still training, and he was still wearing "surveillance" equipment.
The other team members also heard this voice at the same time, like the outgoing Xu Qing, who had already exhilarated cheers.
"Yeah, we got an S-rated rating, which is definitely the highest."
"You must have never played the game, the highest level of the copy clearance, obviously is the SSS level."
"..."
Xu Qing was stunned. If this was not what Wang Ping said, he would definitely kill him.
What happened to excite yourself?
Huh, steel straight man!
At this moment, the helicopter appeared again, jumped down a team of ordinary practitioners, and came to deal with the body of the monster.
Subsequently, Fu Yuanqiu ordered Wang Ping'an and members of another team to board the plane and return to the camp.
While on the plane, Fu Yuanqiu wanted to talk to Wang Pingping a few times, but every time he stopped talking, because he knew that even if he asked him, he would not get a real answer.
Wang Ping's level of cultivation is a mystery.
The master behind him is also a mystery. No one knows the identity of the master, but he seems to have always existed, always protecting the safety of Wang Ping'an and Shennong Orchard.
He didn't ask, and Wang Ping didn't bother to say, after all, it's very tricky to make up excuses.
The next day, Wang Ping'an received a call from his sister Wang Fengxi and asked him when he would go home. The school was about to start. She wanted to go to school.
Wang Ping'an felt the impetuous aura in the wilderness, and told her sister decisively to let her practice in the orchard safely, and don't go anywhere.
The three Chiyue events, in accordance with the principle of fairness of heaven and earth, no matter what method is used, will also compensate for the three great opportunities of humanity.
The monsters and the beasts have collectively evolved, and next time it is time for humans to enjoy welfare.
According to his inference, in the past few days, there will definitely be a large-scale spiritual wave in the world or nationwide.
The underground spiritual vein of Wangjing Village in Huaxi Town has been transformed by Wang Ping'an. If there is a huge spiritual tide, the spiritual tide of Shennong Orchard must be extremely rich, and its quality is far superior to other places.
Toot, toot, toot.
Suddenly there was a sound of assembly in the camp, and all the practitioners hurriedly rushed out of the dormitory to the playground.
This was unreasonable, and Wang Ping was startled. In just one day, the number of members who participated in the training was actually one third less, and more than half of the survivors on the playground were injured.
This kind of casualty rate is too high?
Yesterday night, how many teams participated in the mission, and what earth-shattering events did it, so that the casualties were so heavy?