Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

A blockade ahead, a massive truck on the left side crazily crushing its way over, while the right side faced a towering overpass over a hundred feet high.

The little Maybach had nowhere to go in an instant.

Qin Xianfei and Wen Xiaoxiao screamed in fright, their screams filled with desperation.

Bang!

The large truck collided with the Maybach, which was like a soccer ball kicked hard, directly breaking the guardrail on the overpass.

Then, like a leaf in the autumn wind, the car traced a high parabola, tumbling down from the overpass.

Boom!

The Maybach crashed onto the greenery belt on the ground, and the whole vehicle shattered and disintegrated.

Boom!

Suddenly, with a loud noise, the fuel tank exploded into a blazing inferno that soared to the sky.

Not far away, the Lincoln car stopped.

Watching the Maybach turn into a giant fireball, the four sect leaders had a sense of relief.

This earth-shattering monster had finally perished in the flames.

Because this guy was really too powerful, now dead, the four sect leaders felt an unreal illusion.

Zong Qingzhi stared blankly at the billowing smoke, with countless vehicles piled up, suddenly shedding tears.

"My poor grandson, finally his great revenge has been avenged."

Li Yuanhe took a deep breath.

"This way, we can also give an account to the Imperial Father, oh, I've suffered a great loss too."

Chen Haisheng and Huang Mingquan exchanged a glance, a bit of joy flickering in their eyes.

The Four Gates were always evenly matched, now the strongest Qingmen was destroyed, and Facing Heaven Gate also suffered heavy losses.

From now on, it would be the world of the Yama Gate and Sea Gate.

The four cunning old foxes looked at the towering inferno under the overpass, each harboring their own thoughts,.

At this moment, Chen Haisheng suddenly uttered a sound of surprise, pointing below the overpass.

"Look, what is that?"

Chen Haisheng's words caught everyone's attention.

Zong Qingzhi was the first to notice something amiss, glanced over, and his eyes almost fell out.

"That's... damn, that kid, didn't die."

Following Zong Qingzhi's line of sight, they saw indeed a string of human figures below the overpass.

The silhouettes seemed like Dried Leaf Butterflies hanging on branches, dangling precariously high under the overpass, extremely dangerous.

Zong Qingzhi retrieved a pair of binoculars like fighting a fire.

He only took a glance and cursed.

"Bastard, he's still not dead, that kid really has a big life."

Li Yuanhe took the binoculars from Zong Qingzhi and looked forward.

He saw Fang Zhao hanging with one hand below the overpass, holding a girl in his other arm.

The girl's head drooped softly to one side, seemingly unconscious.

And from his left leg, another woman was hanging, swaying in the air.

Li Yuanhe's face turned pale.

"Is this guy human or god, to escape such a disaster, truly incredible."

Huang Mingquan snorted, laughing sinisterly.

"Very well, if he doesn't want to go to hell, let our Underworld Gate brothers send him there."

After finishing, Huang Mingquan connected a call, his voice full of killing intent.

"Old Five, the target is alive, under the overpass, take him out before the traffic police and officers arrive."

"I will set up obstacles to block the police, you only have three to five minutes."

Huang Mingquan hung up, looking murderously at Yang Fei.

"Seems like we still have to rely on our Yanluo Gate brothers to take his damned life."

The four sect leaders knew that whether Fang Zhao could be killed depended on this critical moment.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, holding their breath, watching intently.

Below the overpass, Yang Fei clasped onto a metal groove with one hand.

The groove was shallow and particularly smooth, Yang Fei used all his Tiger Thorn strength not to fall.

At the moment the Maybach was hit and flew off,.

Yang Fei held Wen Xiaoxiao in his left arm and Qin Xianfei in his right, jumping out directly from the open car door.

However, the weight of the two girls affected Yang Fei's performance.

At the moment Yang Fei and the two girls jumped out of the overpass, the Maybach had already broken through the guardrail, the car tumbling down.

Falling from such a height, Yang Fei could remain unscathed, but the two women would barely survive.

In the nick of time, Yang Fei kicked against the roof of the tumbling car.

His body leaped, grabbing onto the overpass, desperately holding.

At this moment, Yang Fei's forehead wrinkles almost crinkled into a Shar-Pei.

At this moment, Wen Xiaoxiao, overly frightened, had fainted, Yang Fei had to hold onto her.

Qin Xianfei, however, clung tightly to Yang Fei's left leg, her entire body dangling, swaying dramatically.

Qin Xianfei was after all an Energy Transformation Master, practicing free fighting often, unlike Xiaoxiao.

Though born into the lap of luxury, never experiencing danger,.

In this critical moment, she finally burst out with great strength, holding onto Yang Fei's left leg.

Yang Fei yelled loudly: "Principal, it's fine to hold, but don't touch randomly, definitely don't grab the third leg, don't mess around..."

Qin Xianfei swung and swayed, saying she wasn't scared was impossible.

All her strength focused on Yang Fei's leg, hearing him still babbling on at this moment.

She couldn't help but feel both shy and impressed.

Only such a monster wouldn't care about such dangerous circumstances.

Yang Fei blabbed nonsense, his eyes looking around vigilantly.

This car accident clearly was man-made, Yang Fei had to be wary of follow-up attacks from the enemy.

Sure enough, in just a minute or two, a few guys in black sportswear slid down from the overpass above.

They had safety ropes tied to their waists, each holding a crossbow machine.

These crossbow machines used pneumatic pressure, the crossbow bolts capable of piercing through a door panel.

At close range, this thing was even more dangerous than a pistol.

Qin Xianfei saw at once, instantly trembling all over in fright.

"Fang Zhao, how many enemies have you provoked, they insist on killing you?"

Yang Fei's eyes gleamed.

"Hmph, if they want to kill me, they had better be prepared to be hunted."

He said, glancing at Qin Xianfei: "Can you fight?"

Qin Xianfei knew the situation was dangerous, her face pale but nodding.

Yang Fei chuckled: "Very well, next we'll play an aerial acrobatics game."

"Play it right and we get out alive, fail and, well, it's over."

He explained the gameplay.

Qin Xianfei trembled all over: "I can't, I'm scared."

Yang Fei snorted: "A Martial Arts Master, still acting cowardly, all that martial arts training, what a waste."

Without further ado, he shouted: "Game start, Cloud Piercing Kick!"

With Yang Fei's loud shout, Qin Xianfei felt a great force from Yang Fei's leg.

She was thrown against her will towards nine o'clock, towards an assassin.

In midair, her left leg bent, really forming the Cloud Piercing posture.

Using the great inertia, she kicked at the assassin's chest.

The assassin's crossbow was yet to fire, but was kicked hard by Qin Xianfei.

His rope snapped, and he dropped like a stone from the overpass.

Meanwhile, Qin Xianfei's body also rapidly descending.