Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei felt a chill in his heart; Chen Xingzhu was not frightening.

The most terrifying thing was that her arrival meant Oskilov was here as well.

Oskilov's martial arts might have already surpassed the True Martial Realm; he was a legendary Spiritual Martial Arts Master.

Such a great master was definitely not someone Yang Fei could resist at this stage.

If Yang Fei used the Three-Star Shine, he might be able to deal with Chen Xingzhu, but killing a Spiritual Martial Arts Master was absolutely impossible.

In an instant, Yang Fei felt as if the pressure was like Mount Tai collapsing, and the Turtle Extreme within him was sending out piercing warning cries.

Yang Fei hesitated no more, dropped the heavy machine gun in his hands, and made a wild dash for escape.

His Extreme Tiger launched to the limit, his body moved like the wind, and in two or three bounds, he was at the foot of the mountain.

Yet, at the very moment Yang Fei landed, a shadowy figure appeared behind him.

An imposing, immense strength, like a great wall, blocked Yang Fei's forward path.

Yang Fei gritted his teeth and flipped backward with a somersault.

With the Turtle Mirror's unparalleled perception, he had already sensed an indescribable force surrounding him from both sides.

The opponent's figure was never seen, but Yang Fei understood it wasn't because the opponent didn't exist; it was because that person was too fast for his retinas to catch.

Yang Fei could only rely on the Turtle Mirror to reflect the opponent's movement trajectory.

Indeed, as Yang Fei flipped backward, he narrowly escaped the opponent's pincer attack.

Yang Fei landed and rolled twice, then shot away like lightning.

"Heh heh, this young man is interesting. He can even foresee my power. Quite impressive, really impressive."

In the void, Oskilov's sneering laughter echoed, filled with genuine praise.

However, in the next second, Yang Fei's chest felt as if it had been smashed by a massive stone.

He coughed up blood with a cry, having been ambushed by Chen Xingzhu, struck in the chest with her palm.

Chen Xingzhu's eyes brimmed with killing intent, firmly blocking Yang Fei's retreat path.

She looked at Yang Fei coldly: "How is it, didn't expect that?"

Yang Fei coughed twice, showing no weakness.

"I didn't expect you to have also learned to ambush, your growth is fast."

Chen Xingzhu sneered but before she could say more, Yang Fei rolled over and lunged at her, recklessly hugging her tight.

Chen Xingzhu trembled, then a wave of disgust surged within her, and she gathered True Martial Qi Energy, striking out with a palm.

Bang!

Before Chen Xingzhu could strike with deadly force, Yang Fei's five viscera resonated, unleashing Scale Quake.

Chen Xingzhu felt a wrenching pain in her heart, and her Essence Qi immediately dispersed, severely reducing the power of her already potent palm strike.

Bang!

Yang Fei concentrated the Turtle Shield on his chest, forcefully withstanding Chen Xingzhu's palm.

Though Chen Xingzhu's strength diminished, how could the palm of a True Martial Master be easily caught?

Yang Fei's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the side of an armored truck with a thud.

At the foot of the mountain, there were many troop transports and armored trucks, almost all left behind by the soldiers of the Immortal Race.

Yang Fei coughed up blood with a cry but rolled onto the armored truck.

He grabbed a dual-purpose heavy machine gun, turned around, and pulled the trigger in the eleven o'clock direction.

Ratatatata!

The bullets, like a fierce rainstorm, fanned out with no dead angles in the line of fire, but strangely, there seemed to be no one in the void.

Chen Xingzhu knew Yang Fei's sniping was invincible. Seeing him pick up the gun startled her, and she quickly dodged behind a truck.

Yet, watching him fire aimlessly, even Chen Xingzhu widened her eyes.

She could not figure out what this guy was up to!

Whoosh!

A sharp whistle cut through the air, and Chen Xingzhu suddenly felt the air ripple like waves.

A shadowy figure suddenly appeared in the void, then vanished again.

Yang Fei immediately leaned back, the heavy machine gun firing ratatatata, changing direction and angle.

Chen Xingzhu widened her eyes.

She finally realized that Yang Fei's gun was not aimed at her, but at the indescribably fast Oskilov.

Chen Xingzhu was astounded, Oskilov's speed was such that even she couldn't see clearly, yet Yang Fei could still accurately lock onto his form, shooting precisely.

Such sniping left the gods defenseless against him, invincible in the world!

Chen Xingzhu realized the crux of the problem; if she could just slow Yang Fei's sniping speed for a moment, Oskilov could definitely strike Yang Fei down with a single move.

She gritted her teeth, picked up a rifle, and prepared to shoot at Yang Fei.

Just then, a little girl around sixteen or seventeen appeared suddenly in front of Chen Xingzhu.

"Sorry, your opponent is me!"

Nuannuan!

Saying that, Nuannuan raised her fair palm, striking at Chen Xingzhu.

Chen Xingzhu nearly laughed; she could tell at a glance that Nuannuan's Martial Arts Realm was only at the Danjin Tongshen level.

For such a little ant to dare challenge her was truly overestimating her capabilities!

Chen Xingzhu used eighty percent of her strength, True Martial Qi Energy sweeping toward Nuannuan.

According to Chen Xingzhu's estimation, a light strike could easily end Nuannuan's life.

Although she knew Nuannuan held a noble status, currently the Lord of the Wu Clan, she cared not at all for Nuannuan's life or death.

Bang!

A muffled sound; Chen Xingzhu felt her emitted True Martial Qi Energy suddenly disappear without a trace.

And in the next second, Nuannuan's palm struck heavily on Chen Xingzhu's chest.

An indescribable force surged and pounded into Chen Xingzhu's body.

Her chest bones cracked with a snap, breaking a few ribs, and her whole person sprawled out like a bundle of dry wood.

Ugh!

Chen Xingzhu coughed up blood, golden stars danced before her eyes, staring at Nuannuan in shock and horror.

"You… how…"

Chen Xingzhu never expected that this girl with a cunning smile had fused Great Witch Essence Blood within her, possessing formidable strength.

What's most terrifying was that her Great Witch Essence Blood hid a trace of the profound power of space, making her incredibly formidable.

Not just Chen Xingzhu, even Gonggong, Zhu Rong, and other Witch Kings suffered greatly at Nuannuan's hands.

Nuannuan, hating this vicious woman who ambushed and severely injured Yang Fei, didn't wait for her to finish speaking and pounced like a whirlwind.

"How dare you hurt Uncle, I'll kill you!"

Inside Chen Xingzhu's body, Essence Qi ran rampant like boiling water, uncontrollable. Seeing Nuannuan rushing over, a chill penetrated her heart, and she suddenly turned to flee.

This move was completely beyond Nuannuan's expectations.

She never imagined that Chen Xingzhu a renowned True Martial Master, would lack the backbone and style of a master.

On the other side, Yang Fei's heavy machine gun kept aiming at the sky, firing continuously. His directions changed rapidly, but gradually he couldn't hold on any longer.