Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

At this moment, Qin Xianfei drove a Land Rover SUV and skillfully drifted to a stop right in front of Yang Fei.

Qin Xianfei's face, wearing oversized sunglasses, emerged from the car window.

"Fang Zhao, get in the car. Xiaoxiao is also my friend."

Yang Fei chuckled, feeling somewhat touched, yet hesitant.

Inside the car, Qin Xianfei had changed into a new outfit: shiny leather pants and a black leather vest.

Her white shirt revealed her fierce curves, adorned with numerous metal chains, exuding the vibe of a violent queen.

Qin Xianfei was also an Energy Transformation Master; her Inch-long Sword technique was a unique skill in the martial arts world.

However, Qin Xianfei seemed like a golden canary in a gilded cage since childhood, never encountering any real danger.

Though her Martial Arts Realm was high, her combat strength was not even as good as an average Dark Energy Master.

Feng Cai'er was also an Energy Transformation Master, but in terms of combat power, even two Qin Xianfeis were no match for Feng Cai'er.

Not to mention a terrifying female assassin like Xiao Xuanya.

The Demon Emperor had already achieved a Demi-God Physique; if it came to a fight, Yang Fei was not confident he could defeat him, let alone protect Qin Xianfei.

Qin Xianfei saw Yang Fei's expression and immediately understood his thoughts, her face darkening.

"You look down on me?"

Yang Fei sighed, knowing he couldn't refuse her kind offer, so he chuckled and swiftly got into the car.

"Let's go, Tide Island!"

He poked his head out and glanced at Wen Taikang.

"Old Master Wen, do you want to come with us?"

Wen Taikang shook his head and disappeared into the flow of traffic and people.

Yang Fei sighed, Qin Xianfei started the car, speeding towards the harbor like the wind.

Yang Fei urgently informed the Changfeng Squad over the phone.

He ordered all team members to assemble near the Mazu Temple, ready to assassinate the Demon Emperor.

Sanhai City was a coastal city, and in the past, Mazu Temples were everywhere to pray for safe sea journeys.

However, the busiest temple was the Mazu Temple on Tide Island.

Half an hour later, Yang Fei and Qin Xianfei boarded a boat to Tide Island.

This island, less than two square kilometers, was more famous than any tourist spot in Sanhai.

But today was not an auspicious day for worship.

Except for a few sightseeing tourists, there were hardly any people on the island, making it seem very serene.

The entire island resembled a giant green conch, situated by the sea.

Steps spiraled around the mountain, forming a winding stone path upwards.

Yang Fei and Qin Xianfei went ashore, faintly hearing a bell ringing from the mountain top in the tranquility.

It seemed as if the hustle and bustle of the Mortal World were blocked out.

Strangely, in this silent and cold atmosphere.

In Yang Fei's heart, the Turtle Extreme rotated, sending out sharper warnings instead.

Yang Fei secretly remained on guard.

The Demon Emperor, having been betrayed by the Demon Army, survived a great calamity, originally thought to have regressed in his martial arts.

But that night, when the Demon Emperor fought with Wen Taikang, he was not at a disadvantage at all.

Moreover, the Body-Protection Runes on him seemed incredibly sturdy.

Though Yang Fei's Four Extremes were mysterious, his Martial Arts Realm was merely at Core Formation Profound Grade, far from being able to oppose the Demon Emperor at Gang Jin Peak.

Facing a powerful enemy, Yang Fei's daring spirit burst forth again.

Some things must be done, even if they are known to be impossible.

At that moment, Mad Blade called.

"Instructor, the Changfeng Squad has arrived near the Mazu Temple. Please instruct!"

Yang Fei snorted: "Block the passages around the Mazu Temple."

"If you encounter the Demon Emperor, don't engage him directly. Sound the alarm, and everyone charge together."

He said fiercely, "Ants can kill an elephant. I refuse to believe we can't take down this old scoundrel."

The fearless Mad Blade sounded somewhat worried.

"Instructor, the Demon Emperor is a demigod. Can our few people hold him? Should we notify Yinxue Tower?"

Yang Fei cursed, "By the time Xue Mingtai and others arrive, this old bastard will have escaped long ago."

"Bring out all your rogue tactics. Ambush, sneak attacks, whatever it takes."

Mad Blade agreed, and Yang Fei could hear his voice over the phone.

"Everyone hide where you are. The instructor said we must be stealthy; stealth is the way."

"Don't foolishly charge alone, got it?"

Yang Fei hung up the phone, feeling somewhat relieved.

With the Changfeng Squad's stealthy, crafty ways, they might not be able to capture the Demon Emperor, but they wouldn't suffer any losses.

He turned around, looking deep into Qin Xianfei's eyes.

"Fairy Consort, the person we're dealing with today is no ordinary being."

"You coming with me to Tide Island shows great loyalty, but the rest is not for you to worry about. Stay at the foot of the mountain and wait for my return."

Qin Xianfei's eyes reddened, "You… you think I'm useless?"

Yang Fei looked at her grievance and gently caressed her hair.

"It doesn't matter how capable you are. I'm just worried about you getting hurt."

"As the lady of the Qin Corporation, there's no need for you to be involved in Mortal World conflicts. Be good."

Qin Xianfei bit her lip, knowing she would only drag Yang Fei down if she stayed with him.

But watching him fight alone, Qin Xianfei's heart ached severely.

Yang Fei gave her a reassuring smile, then strode up the mountain.

Qin Xianfei's heart ached.

This determined, moth-to-flame figure moved her deeply yet painfully.

At this moment, to Qin Xianfei, this rogue looked incomparably tall, enveloped entirely in a halo.

"Fang Zhao, stop!"

Yang Fei heard Qin Xianfei's voice and turned around in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Qin Xianfei's jade-like face blushed faintly.

"… You must stay safe. I'll be waiting for you."

Yang Fei laughed heartily, waved his hand to her, and strode up the mountain.

In the Mazu Temple, Professor Chen, with his hands tucked inside his sleeves, calmly walked ahead as Wen Xiaoxiao followed obediently.

After witnessing Professor Chen's terrifying power.

Wen Xiaoxiao became as silent as a cicada in winter, utterly afraid to resist.

Only now did Wen Xiaoxiao realize that against a true strong, her electric weapons and pepper sprays were utterly useless.

This refined old man, however, gave Wen Xiaoxiao a chilling fear like a hellish devil.

He spoke few words, very simple.

Yet every word made Wen Xiaoxiao unable to resist, not even daring to conceive the thought to resist.

Wen Xiaoxiao didn't know this was the crushing force of a martial artist completing their fourth evolution over ordinary human souls.

Like a god looking down on all living beings, dominating every living soul's will and spirit.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor stopped.

He said coldly, "Where is the thing Wen Taikang gave you?"

Wen Xiaoxiao trembled, pointing to the Mazu Temple.

Under the Demon Emperor's oppression, she dared not speak a word.

The Demon Emperor strode towards the Mazu Temple.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the temple door.

That person, clad in a pale yellow Taoist Robe, had a melancholic face yet naturally radiated an aura of fierce majesty.

Wen Taikang!