Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Wei Cheng had just darted into the thicket when a hand clamped over his mouth, and a numbing sensation spread from his Dazhui acupoint.

In almost an instant, Wei Cheng lost all ability to resist.

Wei Cheng's eyes widened.

Before he could react, he heard a deep voice from behind.

"Don't move, I'm Yang Fei."

Wei Cheng inhaled sharply; this was the second time Yang Fei had overpowered him.

Whether prepared or unprepared, he had no way to counter it.

"Yang, what do you intend to do? The enemy has already surrounded us."

Wei Cheng lowered his voice, his tone filled with anxiety.

Yang Fei sneered, "Just these two people making you scared out of your wits."

"Watch closely, and see how I deal with them."

With that, he pulled Wei Cheng and vanished deep into the jungle.

Right at that moment, more than ten Demon Emperor Guards rushed into the forest.

The target they were pursuing had already disappeared without a trace.

Among the lush woods, only speckles of sunlight filtered through, creating a rather dark atmosphere.

One of the Demon Emperor Guards, appearing to be a captain, picked up a piece of dead leaf from the ground, with a drop of fresh blood on it.

He gazed into the dense forest and waved his hand.

"They are all injured and cannot run far, search the jungle."

More than ten Demon Emperor Guards split into groups of three or two.

They stood back-to-back, forming a triangle shape, and began to search the jungle.

Not far away, Yang Fei and Wei Cheng lay hidden among the shrubs.

Yang Fei looked at the severely injured Wei Cheng, frowning slightly.

"The Blood-colored Army Knife is also an SS-level Special Forces, how could they be defeated so badly?"

Wei Cheng gritted his teeth, a look of fear crossing his face.

"If you want to mock me, just go ahead. Our Blood-colored Army Knife has truly fallen this time."

He took a deep breath, "This group of people, they're not human, they're devils!"

He glanced at the three Demon Emperor Guards slowly approaching in the distance, his body trembling slightly.

"Their close combat skills are the most terrifying I've ever seen."

"This group of people is simply a battlefield meat grinder."

"The elite team I led, over thirty brothers, were half down in less than three minutes."

"Whether it's long-range sniping or close combat, they are incredibly formidable."

"I was stabbed in the arm by one of the masters, I nearly had my whole arm cut off."

As he spoke, he motioned for Yang Fei to look at his arm.

Yang Fei glanced at it and frowned.

"He clearly could have broken through your side defense and stabbed directly into your heart?"

"Why did he just cut your arm?"

Wei Cheng's voice was low, yet filled with bitterness.

"You'll never understand the minds of these bastards."

"They delight in slaughtering, treating our Blood-colored Army Knife brothers as meat targets for assassination."

"One of my brothers was pierced through the heart, stabbed three times, and still didn't die."

"You can imagine how viciously precise their attacks are?"

Yang Fei also frowned.

On the battlefield, it's simple to kill a person.

But to injure and not kill, allowing the enemy to endure multiple attacks yet still have counterattack capability,

that difficulty level is ten times harder than killing.

Such a cat-and-mouse game requires a power gap of many times to play successfully.

Otherwise, you risk backfiring and losing your own life.

Yang Fei looked at the three Demon Emperor Guards coming closer, intense hatred in his eyes.

"Very well, this time, let's see who the mouse is?"

Wei Cheng, with only his remaining hand, clasped the Triangular Military Spike, determination etched in his eyes.

"My brothers were scattered, they are still in the forest opposite, I have to rescue them."

Yang Fei burst into laughter, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

"Captain Wei, call me Grandpa three times and I'll help you rescue your comrades."

Wei Cheng, filled with valor, retorted.

"Are you worthy? Let's deal with these three first."

"The squad leader on the far left is extremely formidable, surely specially trained, that's the one who cut me."

Yang Fei laughed heartily.

"Alright, I'll deal with the squad leader first, just watch."

The three Demon Emperor Guards stood back-to-back, guns pointed outward.

They were fully alert as they cautiously moved forward.

It was then that Yang Fei let out a long howl, leaping forward like a leopard.

His figure turned into fleeting shadows, suddenly appearing in front of the three Demon Emperor Guards.

The three were taken aback.

Two of the soldiers immediately pointed their guns at Yang Fei, ready to fire.

Clang!

A sound of metal colliding, Yang Fei's hand released two cards.

The cards, infused with his Qi of Origin Core, were sharper than blades, slicing through the air with a horrifying whoosh as they shot toward the two gun-wielding Demon Emperor Guards.

Thud! Thud!

Two crisp sounds as the cards sliced into the throats of the two Demon Emperor Guards, blood instantly spurting out.

Their strength vanished clean along with the spurting blood.

The remaining Demon Emperor Guard who was back-to-back with them quickly turned around.

What greeted him was a sharp Triangular Military Spike.

Yang Fei lunged, the spike piercing through the Demon Emperor Guard's throat.

The spike penetrated through the back of the Demon Emperor Guard's neck, pinning him directly to the trunk of a large tree behind him.

Not far away, Wei Cheng, who intended to attack, was left with his mouth agape in amazement.

Wei Cheng had sparred with these three before.

Their skills were above the level of Dark Force, their martial arts not particularly powerful.

Yet their terrifying aspect was their combined attack techniques.

Their defense was seamless; no gap to exploit, while their attacks were all-encompassing and in sync.

Wei Cheng, also a soldier, knew such coordination wasn't gained overnight.

It surely resulted from years of relentless training, honed through the crucible of combat.

This led to such near-reflexive attack and defense instincts.

Wei Cheng was an Energy Transformation Master, yet under the trio's siege, he was severely wounded after just three moves.

But now, in Yang Fei's hands, these three didn't even survive a move before all were ruthlessly killed.

His two cards actually killed two top-notch Special Forces experts.

It was utterly astonishing.

Yang Fei extracted the Triangular Military Spike.

The dead squad leader slumped down slowly, leaving a trail of blood on the bluish-green tree trunk.

At that moment, Yang Fei suddenly fell.

He collapsed alongside the other three bodies, forming a tableau of mutual destruction.

Wei Cheng found it inexplicable, yet knowing something was amiss, he lowered his head, not daring to move recklessly.

After about a few seconds, Wei Cheng understood why Yang Fei pretended to be dead.

Because two Demon Emperor Guards were approaching, back-to-back.

Wei Cheng almost cried out, thinking this guy was a top-notch expert, yet he actually played dead.

So wicked! So despicable!

Just as Wei Cheng cursed in his heart.

The two Demon Emperor Guards discovered the four corpses on the ground, and immediately gasped and rushed forward to inspect the bodies.

Wei Cheng couldn't help but close his eyes.