Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Chapter 404 What the Hell Kind of Bird God Are You (First Update)


Yang Fei knew that Nine Extremes was an extremely important introduction to practicing the Nine Extremes Technique.

However, it was of no use to ordinary people.

And in the hands of Old Lady Sun, it could only bring her lethal trouble.

So, he did not refuse it.

He placed the purse into his coat pocket and bowed to Old Lady Sun.

"Thank you, madam."

As the two talked, the fire gradually died down, leaving only large clouds of smoke rising.

At that moment, several people, reeking of smoke and smeared with soot,

emerged from the crowd.

Yang Fei looked carefully, and they were Three Swords, Yan Wuxin, Qiu Yidao, and the Five Ghost Kings.

Three Swords stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang Fei, for your righteous help; your idea was indeed brilliant," he said.

"We still haven't found any traces of the White Dragon Envoy."

Yang Fei hummed, his expression not optimistic.

"The White Dragon Envoy might have already arrived at the scene, it's just that we haven't sensed his presence."

Three Swords nodded, "Buddha Lord has told me that after Core Formation to Divine Communication, one can completely conceal their aura."

"At its grandest, one can ascend to the Nine Heavens, and at its smallest, hide within a mustard seed. If that's the case, dealing with this will be twice as difficult."

Yang Fei sighed deeply.

"The Sun Family and the feuds of the Mortal World are unrelated; I hope Mr. White Dragon Envoy can spare the Sun Family."

Three Swords, feeling a surge of urgency, intensified his tone, which grew louder.

"He definitely won't spare the Sun Family; Buddha Lord has said that Huang Shimin, the White Dragon Envoy, is narrow-minded and vengeful."

"This time, since he was injured by Buddha Lord and us, he has harbored hatred towards all related to Buddha Lord, including the Sun Family and us; they are all his intended targets."

"We must request Mr. Yang Fei to assist us in honor of the Mortal World lineage," he added.

Mad Blade, standing guard nearby, immediately huffed in dissatisfaction.

"For such matters, seek the police; seeking us is futile."

Three Swords pretended not to hear Mad Blade's words and earnestly looked at Yang Fei.

"Mr. Yang Fei, the White Dragon Envoy is determined to obtain the Nine Extremes."

"After he deals with us, his next target will be the Yannan Lanting Group."

Mad Blade scoffed, about to say something more, but Yang Fei raised his hand to stop him.

Yang Fei spoke seriously, "Rest assured, the Sun Family are innocent and law-abiding citizens; they should not suffer from the persecution of scoundrels from the Mortal World."

"Besides, having accepted the Nine Extremes from Buddha Lord, how could I not lend a hand?"

Three Swords immediately beamed with joy, and Yan Wuxin, Qiu Yidao, and the five Ghost Kings all breathed a sigh of relief.

Abandoning the deck, Three Swords and Qiu Yidao were already gravely injured.

Facing the White Dragon Envoy, the Five Ghost Kings had no power to fight back.

If they encountered the White Dragon Envoy at this time, it would be a route to total annihilation.

If Yang Fei joined them, with his Martial Arts Skills not inferior to Golden Buddha's.

Along with Fan Yi and Mad Blade, both expert gunmen, they could retain control of the situation.

As the two conversed, Turtle Extreme circulated within Yang Fei's body.

He suddenly perceived a faint sense of crisis.

Yang Fei shuddered, and every pore on his body stood on end.

He quickly moved in front of Old Lady Sun, instinctively looking in the direction of nine o'clock of the courtyard.

A burly firefighter was staring intently at Yang Fei.

Seeing Yang Fei look his way, a sinister look flashed across his eyes, and he then lowered his head.

"It's him!"

Three Swords also quickly noticed that something was off with the firefighter.

His body shuddered, and he immediately exclaimed,

"It's the White Dragon Envoy."

The firefighter immediately turned and ran rapidly towards the distance, moving so fast it was indescribable.

Yang Fei activated Extreme Tiger, and his speed surged.

With just a flash, he charged out of the crowd and vanished amidst the people.

Immediately, Three Swords instructed the Five Ghost Kings to protect Old Lady Sun.

Yang Fei and Yan Wuxin sped after the fugitive.

On the other hand, Mad Blade and Fan Yi also propelled themselves into motion.

The two followed in the direction where Yang Fei had vanished.

Inside Yang Fei, the Extreme Tiger operated at full speed, his movement as fast as a raging electric bolt, chasing after the White Dragon Envoy.

The White Dragon Envoy had sustained a gunshot wound, yet his speed remained indescribably fast.

Yang Fei had to exert his utmost effort just to keep up without losing him.

He was shocked in his heart, realizing indeed how formidable a Core Formation Expert was.

The two raced through the streets, which, logically, should have drawn public attention.

But their speed was simply too fast.

So fast that ordinary people's eyes couldn't even keep up.

Most people only saw a blur as Yang Fei and the White Dragon Envoy sped past.

The White Dragon Envoy burst out of the old street and suddenly turned back, rushing toward the northeast direction.

Yang Fei noticed that this top-tier expert, a God Communicating sage, gradually slowed his speed.

However, each step he took seemed as precisely measured as if with a ruler.

A cold, iron-like aura emanated unabashedly from his body.

Yang Fei knew the White Dragon Envoy had regulated his internal Essence and was fully prepared for battle.

This meant that the White Dragon Envoy had resolved to fight with all his might to kill him.

Multiple parts of the White Dragon Envoy's body were wounded by bullets.

Even though he was a Core Formation, God Communicating being with strong flesh, bones, and muscles, he wasn't impervious to weapons.

At most, he could twist his muscles the moment a bullet penetrated to avoid vital points.

But he was still injured.

Comparatively, Yang Fei was also severely injured, having been shot in the thigh and shoulder.

Moreover, most critically, his internal organs had been shaken by the Golden Buddha.

This was not as simple as an external injury.

It meant that Yang Fei's internal Essence couldn't operate at full capacity.

This would greatly affect Yang Fei's combat effectiveness.

Yang Fei also slowed down.

He circulated his internal Qi-Blood, slowly regulating it to nourish his wounded organs.

At the level of Yang Fei and the White Dragon Envoy, their physical robustness was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

And the speed of recovery from their injuries could be described as miraculous.

The two seemed to reach an unspoken agreement, their movements becoming slower.

The energy from both was released unabashedly.

One was ferocious as a tiger, the other cold as iron.

Ahead in the open view was the famous White Pagoda Park of Liucheng.

As dusk approached, there were fewer and fewer visitors.

Slowly, the White Dragon Envoy headed towards the White Pagoda in the middle of the Pine Forest, with Yang Fei closely following.

Finally, the White Dragon Envoy stopped and turned around.

His grey-brown eyes, like those of a hawk, fixed intently on Yang Fei.

"You have a lot of nerve to offend a god."

For some reason, seeing the solemn and serious demeanor of the White Dragon Envoy,

Yang Fei found it exceedingly ridiculous.

He really wanted to laugh.

Yang Fei lazily shrugged his shoulders, his face full of contempt.

"Nothing but a slightly stronger ant, daring to call itself a god."

"Do you even take a shit and fart, can you be hurt or die? When you see a naked beauty, does your buddy get excited?"

"What did you say?"

The White Dragon Envoy became furiously enraged.

A terrible aura emanated from his body like a surging wave, rushing towards Yang Fei.

This mountainous pressure was something no one could ignore lightly.

However, Yang Fei merely snorted through his nose and scoffed at it.

"Since you can do everything that these people can, what kind of god are you?"

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