Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The Demon Emperor, infused with the power of the Divine Crystal, was so ferocious!

Yang Fei swiftly activated the Snake Devouring Heart Technique, devouring most of the Demon Emperor's power.

However, the remaining Gang Yuan Qi still made his entrails feel overturned, his vision darkened, and his Danyuan scattered.

The Demon Emperor hated Yang Fei immensely.

After his first successful attack, he restrained his turbulent Qi-Blood and lunged at Yang Fei again, slamming a palm towards Yang Fei's chest.

A strange red light flashed in Yang Fei's eyes.

The Demon Emperor was momentarily intimidated by his gaze and hesitated for a second.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Fei activated the Elephant Prison Force Field.

The Demon Emperor's entire body seemed like a fly in amber, unable to move at all.

Yang Fei shouted and stepped forward, landing a left hook on the Demon Emperor's jaw.

Crack!

The Demon Emperor's jawbone was shattered, his face covered in blood, teeth flying out.

Yang Fei, relentless, delivered a groin kick, hitting his crotch.

Bam!

The Demon Emperor's body flipped backward, spraying a trail of blood.

As Yang Fei was about to pursue, he suddenly stiffened, trapped by the Demon Emperor's Absolute Domain.

The Demon Emperor, his face a bloody mess, let out a sinister laugh, propelled himself off the ground, and spiraled back towards Yang Fei.

Bam!

This time, with all of Yang Fei's Divine Skills exhausted, he could not withstand the Demon Emperor.

He was sent flying with a single palm from the Demon Emperor.

However, this time, with the Demon Emperor severely injured, the force was greatly reduced, and although Yang Fei was hurt, it wasn't severe.

The Demon Emperor, having tasted Yang Fei's might, dared not continue the struggle.

He vaulted over Yang Fei, leapt into the grand hall, and climbed to the pedestal of the God Statue.

Inside the grand hall, the statue of Goddess Mazu stood over twelve feet high, her face like a full moon, dignified and compassionate, commanding respect.

After the fierce battle at the entrance, the monks of the Mazu Temple had already hidden away in fright.

Seeing the Demon Emperor desecrate the deity, they were horrified and cried out in alarm.

The Demon Emperor ignored them, using all his strength to strike the statue.

With a resounding crash, the statue exploded as if ignited by explosives, shattering into countless pieces.

The Demon Emperor leapt onto the statue's base, quickly pulled at it, and found a Bronze Box hidden beneath a recessed part of the statue.

The Demon Emperor laughed loudly, picked up the Bronze Box, and dashed out of the Mazu Temple, running madly down the mountain.

Yang Fei struggled to climb up from the ground, saw the Demon Emperor dart out of the temple, shouted, and chased after him.

Almost simultaneously, Wen Taikang also emerged from the debris.

He and Yang Fei, one after another, pursued out of the Mazu Temple.

The Demon Emperor, despite his severe injuries, was not much better off than Yang Fei and Wen Taikang.

But the Divine Crystal within him continuously supplied him with power.

Thus, he remained incredibly formidable, his movements swift as lightning, sprinting down the path.

As the Demon Emperor rounded a bend, a large net fell from the treetops, ensnaring him.

Shen Feng and Wang Wei leapt from the trees, hoisting the net and lifting the Demon Emperor into the air.

Nearby, Fan Yi charged with a spear like a dragon, thrusting towards the Demon Emperor.

At almost the same time, the Three Swordsmen let their longswords fly, also targeting the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor, entangled in the iron net, roared, and with a ripping sound, tore the metal net in half.

Shen Feng and Wang Wei, caught in his Gang Qi Storm, felt like they were struck by a heavy hammer, staggering and falling to the ground, coughing up blood.

Before the Demon Emperor even touched the ground, Fan Yi's Yellow Sandalwood Great Spear buzzed, leaving a white streak as it approached his throat.

The Demon Emperor grabbed the spearhead with one hand, letting out a loud shout.

His Gang Qi erupted, sending Fan Yi, man and spear, flying away.

Swish!

The Three Swordsmen's longswords pierced into the Demon Emperor's back.

The Demon Emperor, like a maddened beast, turned and grabbed the longswords, ignoring the bleeding palms, unleashing a Gang Qi Burst.

Bam!

The longswords of the Three Swordsmen broke inch by inch, and the Three Swordsmen themselves were thrown backward like kites with broken strings.

In an instant, the four masters were all defeated and injured.

However, this brief interception allowed Yang Fei and Wen Taikang to close within less than two hundred meters of the Demon Emperor.

Seeing Yang Fei's side filled with powerful allies, the Demon Emperor dared not linger and darted forward like lightning once more.

Yang Fei let out a long howl, the sky changing colors: "Demon Emperor, do you dare face me in battle!"

The Demon Emperor dared not stop, leaving afterimages in the air as he sped away like lightning.

He had just reached the second hairpin turn on the mountain road.

Suddenly, with a tremendous crash, the entire mountain slope was subjected to targeted explosives, sending countless dust and stones tumbling down.

The Demon Emperor was shocked, pushed off the ground, and soared into the sky.

But at this moment, the hulking Cui Xiang lunged down from the hillside, delivering a mighty downward kick in mid-air.

This kick, merging all of Cui Xiang's strength, was unstoppable.

The Demon Emperor swung his palm up, met with a dull thud, Cui Xiang's shin bone cracked, and his entire body was flung away.

Yet, the Demon Emperor was also knocked down, buried under the cascading dust and stones, unable to move half his body.

On the hillside, the Mad Blade charged down, his Triangular Military Spike gleaming with cold light, stabbing straight for the nape of the Demon Emperor.

Bam!

The Gang Qi around the Demon Emperor exploded, shattering dust and sand in all directions.

The Demon Emperor leapt from the pile of dirt and evaded, but the Mad Blade's spike pierced his lower back.

The Triangular Military Spike went through his abdomen, dripping with blood.

The Demon Emperor roared, slamming a palm towards the Mad Blade.

The Mad Blade felt the invincible knife-like Gang Qi, releasing the spike and rolling backward to dodge.

Yang Fei rushed forward, supporting the Mad Blade: "How are you, are you injured?"

The Mad Blade gritted his teeth, shaking his head: "That damned old thief is so strong, he's defying the heavens."

Yang Fei, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, clenched his teeth: "Today's battle, until death!"

With everyone's strength combined, setting up numerous obstacles, the Demon Emperor still broke through the encirclement.

Everyone was a bit dejected; this Master of Gangjin, infused with the Divine Crystal, was practically defying the heavens.

Yang Fei led everyone, chasing down the mountain. Wen Taikang and Yang Fei, being the fastest, quickly caught up to the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor in the distance was already gravely wounded, yet his figure remained as swift as lightning, unbelievably fast.

Bam!

Just then, with a sudden dull gunshot, the Demon Emperor groaned, his head bursting.

His body flew seven or eight meters driven by the bullet's immense inertia, slamming into the roadside greenery.

This sudden change took Yang Fei and Wen Taikang by surprise.

Everyone instinctively ducked, avoiding the bullets.

On the side of the slope, one after another, tall Caucasians, a hulking African, and a mixed-race woman like an American Panther rushed over.

Not far away, the barrels of two snipers' rifles were steadily aimed in this direction.

Yang Fei was secretly shocked, not knowing the origin of this group.

These three experts were certainly no less skilled than Fan Yi and the Mad Blade.

He waved his hand, and the Mad Blade understood, maneuvering with Fan Yi and others to flank the newcomers.

The fourth chapter delivered.