Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei had never expected that the Electric God would be so deeply attached to the Mother of Lightning, losing control and killing both of them with a single sword strike.

Watching the Mother of Lightning holding the Electric God tightly, Yang Fei's heart felt heavy, and he sighed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

The Mother of Lightning held on tightly to the Electric God, who was already gasping for breath, his throat making a grating sound, clearly not going to make it.

A contented smile appeared on the Mother of Lightning's face.

"Don't blame... don't blame you, when you meet Miss Zhiching in the future, please tell her I said... I'm sorry!"

With these words, Sister Lan's head drooped down, hanging on the Electric God's shoulder, and she breathed her last.

Yang Fei shook his head, sighed, and turned to pick up Mi Duo.

He used a silver needle to stimulate Mi Duo's Baihui Point on her head, massaged for a long time before Mi Duo slowly awoke.

Mi Duo looked at Yang Fei with a vacant expression: "Brother-in-law, are we dead?"

Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh at the little girl's bewildered look, and with a flick, he flicked her forehead.

"What are you thinking? The enemies have all been dealt with."

Mi Duo was startled, turned around, and saw the two corpses behind Yang Fei, covering her mouth in shock.

"Oh my, such powerful people, and you actually killed them, how amazing."

Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh again, rolling his eyes at her.

"Now you know, your so-called Armed Storm is useless against real experts."

Mi Duo retorted defiantly.

"Hmph, saying my Armed Storm is useless, who was it last time that I made flee in defeat?"

Yang Fei snorted: "I was going easy on you."

"If I were serious, the simplest way to deal with someone like you with ultimate weapons is to kill with one strike, to eliminate future troubles."

Mi Duo recalled the scene just now, feeling lingering fears, and obediently lowered her head.

"I got it, just now my vision blurred, my head buzzed, and then I knew nothing."

Yang Fei snorted: "I guess that guy saw you wearing that special armor and wanted to capture you for questioning."

"He merely knocked you out, otherwise you would have already had your throat slit."

Mi Duo touched her neck with lingering fear.

"You're right, alright, starting tomorrow, I'll become your disciple and learn martial arts, okay?"

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "We'll talk about it later, let's go."

Mi Duo obediently agreed, holding onto Yang Fei's clothes, suddenly gentle and submissive.

They hadn't walked more than a few steps when Mi Duo suddenly sighed.

"Actually, if we died like that, it would be quite fine."

"Pfft, crow's mouth, what nonsense are you talking about."

Yang Fei spat, about to say something, but he heard Mi Duo sigh softly, an indescribable sadness.

"Actually, I really envy those enemies who died in each other's arms, they were very happy."

Yang Fei's heart trembled, knowing that this was a topic he couldn't address, pretended not to hear, and continued to lead her forward.

Suddenly, a grand aura emanated from the jungle in front of them.

It seemed as if the entire jungle was shrouded in a faint halo.

Of course, this was just Yang Fei's illusion, but the other party managed to alter the environment with just their aura.

This level of martial arts realm was extraordinary.

Yang Fei protected Mi Duo, took a couple of steps back, and looked at the forest ahead, saying calmly: "Come out."

The dense leaves of the jungle were silent, with no sign of anyone.

Yang Fei was skeptical, about to step forward, when suddenly he heard a Buddhist chant from his left side.

"Mr. Yang Fei, we finally meet."

Yang Fei quickly turned around, but the left side was empty, and almost simultaneously, the voice came from behind him.

"I've heard long ago that Mr. Yang Fei's martial prowess is divine, invincible in solo combat, and now that I see it, the reputation is well deserved."

Yang Fei knew the other party was playing tricks, immediately activating the Tortoise Mirror, his divine sense becoming ten times sharper.

He detected the person at the eleven o'clock direction, suddenly launched forward like a rocket with a flick of a flag, and struck with his palm.

Bang!

Yang Fei's strike exploded the air, layer upon layer of palm strength surging like waves, overwhelming and powerful.

The Eightfold Elephant Shaking Force, wave after wave, was astonishingly powerful.

The man smiled faintly, his left thumb and forefinger gently pinched in a flower-picking gesture.

A grand and sacred aura immediately emanated, resisting Yang Fei's Eightfold Elephant Shaking Force.

The wind blew, revealing the man's short cropped hair and a light yellow monk robe.

His amber-blue eyes were unruffled, with a hint of compassion.

"Bimos, so it's you!"

Yang Fei shouted, taking advantage of the old Elephant Shaking Force not yet completely dissipating, releasing more new Elephant Shaking Force.

In this way, the new force combined with the old force, becoming even more unstoppable.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The air was shattered by Yang Fei's Elephant Tremor Force, exploding like cannon shots.

A storm-like force, centered around the two of them, swept outwards.

The closest few red cedar trees, as if struck by an axe, all broke and collapsed outward.

Not far away, Mi Duo screamed, involuntarily lifting off, flying outwards.

Fortunately, the clever girl promptly pressed the button on the Iron Wing Armor.

The iron wings popped out under her ribs, stabilizing her stance instantly as she gently landed.

Still shaken, Mi Duo opened her eyes and saw that the center of the woods looked like it had been hit by a mini tornado.

A massive amount of dust and trees rose up, forming a mushroom cloud, rushing towards the sky.

And amidst the tornado, Yang Fei and Bimos's fists and feet collided, resounding with bangs.

In every fist and foot exchange, each carried more than a ton of force, the earth trembling, extraordinarily frightening.

Bimos's practice of the Muscle-Tendon Change Classic is the highest level of Shaolin Temple's martial studies.

His fists and feet were also Shaolin's peerless techniques, the Arhat Fist, Flower Picker, Moke Palm, Great Strength Vajra Palm, all kinds of peerless techniques, endlessly exquisite and profound.

Moreover, this guy didn't stick to conventions; into the Shaolin peerless techniques, he integrated Soft Technique, military combat technique, Taekwondo, and Thai boxing, presenting the airs of a master craftsman.

Yang Fei was in amazement.

For an Old Maozi to cultivate Huaxia Martial Arts to such an extent was truly remarkable.

This not only required extremely high talent, diligent practice from an acquired standpoint, but also a profound understanding of Huaxia classical culture to train Huaxia Martial Arts to this realm.

Yang Fei, relying on his Elephant Shocking Power, rampaged around, but in the face of Bimos's superb Shaolin Fist Technique and profound Muscle-Tendon Change Classic Divine Technique, still found it difficult to cope.

Little did he know, Bimos was even more stunned.

He was already a Yellow-Ranked Gangjin master, although just one realm above Heaven Grade Core Formation.

However, each martial arts realm is like a First Heaven.

Bimos had been practicing the Muscle-Tendon Change Classic for over twenty years, using extraordinary talent and indomitable will to break through the never-before-achieved Seventh Layer of the Muscle-Tendon Change Classic.

At the same time, he pushed his martial arts realm to the Yellow-Ranked Gangjin realm.

However, when facing Yang Fei, Bimos still found it difficult to handle.

Simply put, this guy's fist technique was too insidious.