Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei stood thirty feet away, drenched in cold sweat: "Grab the rope!"

Qin Xianfei desperately reached up, finally grasping the end of the broken safety rope.

She spun in the air, her whole body covered in cold sweat.

Qin Xianfei looked down; the assassin who had fallen earlier was smeared with blood and gore, his skull shattered.

The assassin's grim expression, though blurred, was still faintly discernible, making Qin Xianfei's legs go weak.

At this moment, three or four assassins had already surrounded Yang Fei, who was suspended in mid-air.

These guys knew Yang Fei was invincible in close combat, so they surrounded him from a distance, ready to pull the trigger on their crossbows.

Qin Xianfei was so anxious that her heart nearly jumped out of her chest, she shouted loudly: "Jump over!"

Yang Fei laughed heartily, the Extreme Tiger within him spun, and his body swung towards Qin Xianfei.

But as he embraced Wen Xiaoxiao, he didn't grab the safety rope, and his body began to fall.

Qin Xianfei's vision went black, she reached out in vain to catch Yang Fei, but it was too late.

At that moment, Yang Fei grabbed Qin Xianfei's dress.

With a ripping sound, Qin Xianfei's skirt tore, revealing a large portion of her snowy, pale leg.

Yang Fei clutched Qin Xianfei's calf, immediately stabilizing himself.

Qin Xianfei was so terrified her eyes went blank, it took her a while to react.

"What now, they're coming again."

Yang Fei looked up at Qin Xianfei, catching a glimpse of the beautiful view through her black chiffon skirt.

This guy clicked his tongue, a mischievous smile on his face.

"Principal, your little panties really match with the Zixia Violet brand, such a scary perfectionist."

Qin Xianfei wished she could kick him in the mouth.

At such a critical time, he still had the mind to tease her?

As the two of them spoke, three or four assassins were swinging on safety ropes towards Yang Fei and Qin Xianfei.

The assassins were holding crossbows, arrows gleaming with sharp cold light.

Yang Fei, holding Wen Xiaoxiao, suddenly pounced towards one of the assassins like a hawk.

He grabbed the safety rope above the assassin's head, his body swung once, then stabilized.

The assassin was stunned, then raised the crossbow, intending to pull the trigger.

Suddenly, with lightning speed, Yang Fei kicked the assassin's wrist.

The crossbow flew out of his hand, Yang Fei flicked it with his foot and deftly snatched it away.

Fear spread across the assassin's face.

Yang Fei pointed the crossbow straight at his eyes: "Jump down, if you don't I'll shoot you."

The assassin shook with fear, making a split-second decision.

He released his grip and jumped towards the lush green belt beneath the overpass.

With a thump, the assassin crashed into a cluster of greenery, his legs immediately breaking, but he managed to save his life.

In just a moment, the other three or four assassins had already surrounded Yang Fei and fired randomly.

Yang Fei, suspended in the air, could not dodge.

With two swift whizzing sounds, Yang Fei was hit in the thigh and shoulder by crossbow arrows.

Roar!

From Yang Fei's throat burst a long howl.

The sound waves roared, like dozens of thunderclaps exploding in the air, altering the very essence of wind and clouds.

Tiger Roar!

The first two assassins in line were shaken until blood streamed from their ears, eyes, nostrils, and mouths.

Their vision went dark, and they could no longer hold on, letting go of the ropes and crashing down, instantly turned into bloody pulps, passing away immediately.

The remaining three assassins were also struck dizzy, their Qi-Blood boiling.

Without hesitation, they aimed at Yang Fei, ready to fire their crossbows.

However, just at this moment, an invisible force penetrated into the positions of their hearts.

Instantly turning each assassin's heart into mush.

Scale Shock Subsonic Wave!

The bodies of the three assassins fell down, miserably landing on the ground.

Yang Fei, taking advantage of the force, swung towards the overpass.

As he passed Qin Xianfei, he released the rope and grabbed her slender waist.

Then, using the force of the swing, he flipped onto the overpass with a somersault.

Qin Xianfei had never seen such a thrilling and high-difficulty maneuver.

She felt as if she was soaring through the clouds, flipping upward.

Once her feet touched the ground, Qin Xianfei remained limp against Yang Fei, unable to stand.

After a while, Qin Xianfei came to her senses, suddenly hugging Yang Fei, then biting his ear.

Qin Xianfei's sharp teeth immediately made Yang Fei's ear bleed.

Yang Fei cried out in pain, pushing her aside.

"What are you doing, trying to murder your husband?"

Qin Xianfei gazed at Yang Fei, finally smiled after a long pause.

"If you feel pain, and I feel pain, then it's not a dream."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, and she slowly squatted down, sobbing.

Not far away, in the Lincoln car, four Sect Leaders stared at Yang Fei, eyes filled with terror.

What kind of monster is this?

Under the command of Yama Gate, the most elite assassin squad had been wiped out in an instant.

Below the overpass, assassins were falling to their deaths like dumplings.

And to think, this monster still protected two women.

The strength he displayed was probably not even a tenth of his true power.

Too terrifying!

Zong Qingzhi muttered as he looked at Yang Fei, his vengeful gaze turned bewildered and melancholic.

"Could this be retribution, is this man sent by the gods?"

Li Yuanhe's face was ashen, silent, but his eyes were full of desolation.

The sinister Huang Mingquan also looked incredibly grave, his expression seemed as if it could drip water.

Chen Haisheng's mouth hung open, only to sigh after a long pause.

"Such a person cannot be resisted by mere human force, unless Imperial Father takes action, he is invincible."

The group was silent, until after a while, Zong Qingzhi nodded.

"Let's return to report to Imperial Father, it's not that we're not trying, there's truly no way."

The Lincoln car started, slowly disappearing into the surging traffic.

The entire scene, with its massive car crash and murder, was a spectacle.

In an instant, traffic enforcement vehicles, the Sanhai City Criminal Investigation Team, under the leadership of Sanhai City Director Ma Xianyong, rushed to the scene at high speed.

Director Ma Xianyong immediately spotted Yang Fei and his eyes widened.

He gasped, moaning as if suffering from a toothache.

"It's him again, this officer is too wild, he just got out of the detention center last night, and in just a few hours he's causing such a big incident."

The Criminal Investigation Team Leader was confused: "Director, should we arrest him?"

Director Ma kicked the Criminal Investigation Team Leader in frustration.

"Pah, you damn well want to trap me, who dares to arrest such an officer?"

He held his forehead in pain.

"Forget it, I'll have to consult higher-ups, can't provoke him."

The Criminal Investigation Team Leader whispered reluctantly.

"But Director, by the time you get a response, I'm worried he might run away, this concerns lives."

Upon hearing that, Director Ma kicked the Team Leader again, cursing.

"You really want to ruin me, do you know his identity?"

At this point, he lowered his voice.

"That guy is a General of Hidden Dragon, with such high rank, would he need to run away?"

Suddenly, the Criminal Investigation Team Leader's eyes widened.

"Damn, he... is a General?"