Yang Fei roared and charged toward the second group of Blood Eagle Squad members.
His momentum was truly like that of a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep.
His agile form slightly hunched, brimming with strength, also filled with the aesthetic of hunting.
Boom!
The second group of Blood Eagle Squad members, a total of four.
In the instant they encountered Yang Fei,
these four were blasted away by an immense force, like kites with broken strings, scattering in all directions.
Some fell among the bushes, some hung from trees, and some rolled down the foot of the mountain.
Yang Fei did not stop for a second, continuing to charge at the incoming Blood Eagle Squad members.
Su Yinxue and Elder Yi, the Family Head, watched the battle from a high vantage point.
Su Yinxue's face was deathly pale, her heart pounding with fear.
From her perspective, even the most terrifying nightmares had not prepared her for such a bloody fight.
The world-weary Elder Yi, the Family Head, widened his eyes in round astonishment, his face a picture of bewilderment.
Elder Yi did not understand martial arts.
But with so many experts in the Elders' Hall and his constant interaction with them,
the old family head was not completely ignorant about martial arts.
Yang Fei's attacks were simple and efficient.
Every movement he made was filled with immense power.
Only Elder Yi could realize how terrifying such attacks were.
No wonder Yang Fei could, by himself, overthrow the entire Elders' Hall.
If the offensive momentum of the Blood Eagle Squad were likened to a venomous snake,
then at this moment, the head of this venomous snake had already been crushed under Yang Fei's foot.
Looking down from the mountain,
Yang Fei's figure was like a several-hundred-pound sledgehammer smashing into a mass of dough.
The hammer swung, and dough particles scattered everywhere.
The well-organized attack formation of the Blood Eagle Squad began to shatter explosively at the very moment it made contact with Yang Fei.
It was like dry weeds pulled up by a storm, leaves swept up by a wild wind!
Yang Fei's form, like a tornado.
Wherever he charged, chaos ensued, leaving severe injuries in his wake.
He was like a bolt of lightning, a blazing flame, a giant beast of combat full of destructive power.
No one could withstand his moves.
Nor could anyone stop his charging steps.
He charged to the east, knocking down several people, to the west, and another seven or eight were sent flying.
Everywhere he went, he was overwhelmingly imposing and invincible.
The two leaders of the Blood Eagle Squad,
Hankins and Sha Bo, were trailing casually behind the team at this moment.
Hankins was a burly black man.
He clenched a huge cigar between his lips, watching as the team maintained a good attack formation and charged forward.
This guy excitedly started dancing the samba.
His head rhythmically bobbing a little at a time, his buttocks twisting with an exaggerated amplitude.
Sha Bo wore a camouflage suit and a beret.
His eyes were calm yet filled with sinister intent.
Sha Bo wasn't particularly tall, but the iron-blooded murderous intent of a veteran soldier who had survived countless battles was even more terrifying than that of Hankins.
Hankins called out to Sha Bo.
"Captain, just treat it as a regular training session, relax a bit,"
Sha Bo's face was as still as water.
"For a soldier, carrying out a mission means never letting your guard down."
"What I'm most worried about isn't our guys getting hurt, but that they might accidentally kill someone."
"This would cause trouble for Mr. Yi."
Hankins gave a bitter smile.
"True, asking a pack of fierce wolves to do charity work is indeed tough on them."
"These bastards are natural carnivores, their blows are lethal."
"Who can guarantee they won't kill someone?"
Sha Bo quickened his pace, "No, I need to catch up now."
"We have to hold back these killers accustomed to killing to prevent trouble for Mr. Yi."
He hastened his steps, moving swiftly.
Suddenly, ahead there came the sounds of people's screams.
The ghastly screams were accompanied by the dull sounds of punches and bones breaking.
Sha Bo and Hankins were both startled.
Ahead, a vast and ferocious aura was overwhelmingly pressing down.
Hankins and Sha Bo just glanced ahead and were stunned.
They saw countless Blood Eagle Squad members attacking as a silhouette soared like a tiger roaring fiercely.
With every move he made, two or three Blood Eagle Team Members would fall.
His steps, like the tracks of a tank's wheels, rolled forward relentlessly.
No matter how many people, no matter any critical hit sniping, could make him stop.
Not even for an instant.
Sha Bo's hawk-like eyes nearly popped out.
And Hankins exclaimed.
"My God, what am I seeing? Is this a devil that ran out from hell?"
The stone steps spreading upward were filled with the unconscious and disabled Blood Eagle Team Members.
Countless Military Spikes, Swing Sticks, and knives were scattered on the ground.
Yet the remaining elite Blood Eagle Team Members faced the formidable enemy undaunted.
The members all pulled out their daggers and Military Spikes.
They still maintained good formation and charged at the man on the stone steps.
However, their charge,
Reminded one of phrases like "moths to a flame" or "courting one's own destruction."
Each charge resulted in someone being knocked out or sent flying.
Then the team swiftly dissolved and retreated in defeat.
The man no longer charged but firmly held his ground at the top of the stone steps.
He was like a rock in the ocean.
No matter how fierce the charge from the Blood Eagle Squad was, he remained immovable.
He shattered the tide-like assaults of the Blood Eagle Squad.
Sha Bo and Hankins just glanced at the field of battle and knew the Blood Eagle Squad was doomed.
The Blood Eagle Squad couldn't possibly complete their mission anymore.
In a brief instant,
That yellow-skinned Huaxia man had taken care of the last batch of Blood Eagle Squad members.
Then, he fiercely pounced toward Hankins and Sha Bo.
This person's terrifying aura,
Even for a battle-hardened old soldier, one fighting desperately, could not compare.
Sha Bo swiftly pulled out a Triangular Military Spike and sprinted forward with great speed.
Just like countless battlefield charges, Sha Bo unleashed all his power.
On the battlefield, where bayonets see red, a narrow path meets, and the brave wins!
Meanwhile, Hankins quickly took a pair of Metal Gauntlets from his backpack and put them on.
Then, he roared and charged at the man.
The man on the stone steps, of course, was Yang Fei.
Yang Fei shrugged his shoulders and suddenly yelled, also charging at Hankins and Sha Bo.
Though Hankins and Sha Bo were not martial artists,
The thick aura of slaughter from them was chilling to the core.
For ordinary people, such men were Gods of Slaughter.
Their ruthless combat skills were lethal in every move.
Even a martial arts master might not be able to escape their assassination.
Martial Arts and killing skills, martial arts masters and Special Forces Kings, indeed differ.
But, none of this mattered to Yang Fei.
Shh!
Sha Bo's Triangular Military Spike pierced the air.
The Military Spike, like a venomous snake, struck towards Yang Fei's heart.
Yang Fei swiped like swatting a fly.
The Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand, with half a move, struck Sha Bo's Triangular Military Spike.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the spinning force of the Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand made Sha Bo's Triangular Military Spike spin violently in his palm.
The hard handle of the Military Spike scraped away large chunks of flesh from his palm.
But even so, the battle-hardened veteran clutched the Triangular Military Spike tightly.
On the battlefield, weapons and guns are a soldier's second life.
Sha Bo's chest felt stuffy.
He was shaken by Yang Fei's heavy force, feeling his organs seemed to flip over, and couldn't help but stagger backward.
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