Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei, guarding Helen, stepped back immediately with a lazy smile, "Guess?"

Chen Xingzhu's eyes sharpened, silently unleashing the True Martial Forbidden Realm, rendering Yang Fei immobile.

With a long howl, Chen Xingzhu transformed into a series of afterimages, pouncing towards Helen.

Almost simultaneously, the sniper pulled the trigger, with a whistling bullet shooting towards Zhong Xiang and Willhaus's heads.

Chen Xingzhu's speed was so swift that she couldn't be locked on, leaving the sniper unable to fire.

Zhong Xiang somersaulted to escape.

In mid-air, he activated the Absolute Domain, trapping Cui Xiang, then struck towards Cui Xiang's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Zhong Xiang employed the Golden Hammer Style of the Soldier's Eight Forms, roaring with Gang Wind, like Mount Tai Crushing Down, irresistible in force.

Cui Xiang hadn't expected this guy to be so formidable.

His body unable to move, he watched in horror as Zhong Xiang's fist came down, screaming in fright.

Bang!

At this moment, a heavy sniper bullet whistled through, penetrating Zhong Xiang's thigh, shattering his leg bone.

Zhong Xiang, risking his life, stumbled forward and grabbed hold of Cui Xiang's Fire God Cannon.

He unleashed his Gang Qi, the Fire God Cannon made a cracking sound, the barrel bending, its components shattering into a heap of scrap.

However, at this moment, the Absolute Domain had already vanished.

Cui Xiang, without hesitation, grabbed Zhong Xiang by the arm, lifting him into the air, then slammed him to the floor.

In mid-air, Zhong Xiang's legs had already wrapped around Cui Xiang's neck.

As Cui Xiang slammed down, he too overturned, landing back-first onto Zhong Xiang's abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, the two rolled and tumbled, pummeling each other wildly.

At this point, all techniques were abandoned, turning into a pure grappling fight without any form.

Zhong Xiang suffered a loss due to having one leg already broken.

But even so, Cui Xiang just barely managed to entangle this terrifying guy, unable to secure victory.

Willhaus, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky.

Though he dodged the heavy sniper bullet with his years of battlefield experience, the enemies he faced were Fan Yi and Mad Blade.

These two, one was the ruthless Mad Blade, while the other had already achieved Martial Arts Mastery, Fan Yi.

Barely avoiding the sniper bullet, Willhaus immediately spun like a whirlwind towards Fan Yi, leaving him no opportunity to shoot.

Bang!

Mad Blade, discarding his assault rifle, rushed forward, punching towards Willhaus's chest.

Willhaus, shrouded in Gang Qi, executed a Grasping Hand Technique, reaching for Mad Blade's wrist.

Mad Blade didn't dodge or evade, letting him grab hold.

But before Willhaus could unleash his Gang Qi, Mad Blade revealed a large-caliber Desert Eagle, its black barrel pressing against his forehead.

Willhaus was stunned!

Mad Blade, with a massive cigar in his mouth, grinned ferociously from the corner of his lips.

"Come on, try hitting me!"

Chen Xingzhu, understanding the principle of capturing the leader to capture the bandit, knew that only by seizing Helen could she coerce everyone and gain a sliver of hope.

This lunge, she really used all her strength.

Yet, just as she reached Helen, she stepped into thin air, immediately plummeting down.

A trap!

A dark, gaping trap!

The thought flashed through Chen Xingzhu's mind, and her entire body erupted with True Martial Qi Energy, forcibly lifting herself upward.

At this moment, having escaped the True Martial Forbidden Realm, Yang Fei executed a high axe kick, his left foot descending like a battle-axe from above.

Chen Xingzhu felt bitter in her mouth.

Had it been at another time, such a move could be easily neutralized.

But now, suspended in midair, only sustaining herself with True Martial Qi Energy, as soon as she let go of her breath, she would immediately fall into the terrifying trap below.

The angle and timing of Yang Fei's move were insidiously precise, capitalizing on Chen Xingzhu's airborne state, unable to catch her breath.

Bang!

With a dull thud, Chen Xingzhu barely blocked Yang Fei's kick with her hand, her body plummeting like a snapped kite.

However, Chen Xingzhu was indeed Chen Xingzhu; she flipped her wrist, clutching Yang Fei's ankle and gave a fierce tug.

Yang Fei hadn't anticipated how swiftly she could switch moves, and was suddenly hurled towards the trap.

The oak flooring was too slippery, and despite Yang Fei's utmost effort to hang onto the floor, under Chen Xingzhu's pull, his body still slowly but steadily descended.

Suspended in midair, Chen Xingzhu glanced down, breaking into a cold sweat from fright.

Beneath the trap lay an oval alloy glass cover, filled with light green gene fluid.

For a True Martial expert like Chen Xingzhu, ordinary poisons were of no use.

Her powerful liver could even neutralize poisons like Red Crested Crane in no time.

Yet, gene fluid was different.

Some gene fluids, once inside the body, could instantly alter human genes, completely nullifying a martial arts master's cultivation.

No matter how robust the functions of the internal organs, they couldn't neutralize it.

Some gene fluids could thoroughly destroy a person's genetic cells, turning them into a puddle of sludge.

Chen Xingzhu understood the severity, gripping Yang Fei's ankle even tighter.

Suddenly, Yang Fei's ankle bone became as pliable as putty, resilient yet slippery.

Simultaneously, from within his body, surged eight streams of immense force, each more fierce than the last, attacking Chen Xingzhu's left hand.

Chen Xingzhu felt her fingers being battered by enormous power, trembling incessantly.

She could no longer hold onto Yang Fei's ankle, and her body began to slide down.

Chen Xingzhu let out a scream, using her last bit of strength to leap upward.

Bang!

At this moment, a gunshot rang out, as Fan Yi's bullet shot down from above.

The volley of bullets struck just on Chen Xingzhu's shoulder.

Chen Xingzhu could no longer endure and, amidst cries of alarm, began to fall.

Fan Yi was merciless, bullets echoing as he aimed at Chen Xingzhu.

He intended to shoot this woman to death in chaos.

At this moment, Zhong Xiang shouted, rolling over with his belt snaking down like a Spirit Snake.

Chen Xingzhu grabbed hold, but her calf nearly dipped into the fluid.

Fan Yi, cold-faced, fired another volley.

Zhong Xiang's back met repeated shots, nearly turning it into a honeycomb.

Blood gushed from Zhong Xiang's mouth, his face pale, yet still smiling at Chen Xingzhu.

"Don't fear, Little Zhu, I'll pull you up."

The blood from his heart dripped onto Chen Xingzhu's porcelain white and delicate face, starkly red and glaring.

Chen Xingzhu let out a long roar, her hair dancing wildly like dragons and snakes, using the momentum to spring upward.

A True Martial Qi Force Storm, centering on her, erupted and spread fiercely.

Boom!

Yang Fei, holding Helen, Mad Blade, Fan Yi, Cui Xiang, and even Willhaus were all swept away by the True Martial Storm.

They couldn't help but tumble away, like leaves in a gale.

Yang Fei felt his chest tighten, nearly spitting out blood.

Mad Blade, Fan Yi, Cui Xiang, and Willhaus were all gravely injured, coughing up blood incessantly.

Among the top fighters, only Helen, cradled in Yang Fei's protective embrace, was unscathed, while everyone else was wounded.

The deadly strike from a True Martial expert was indeed terrifyingly powerful!

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