Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Chapter 660: The Three Great Envoys


Eagle-Beak Old Four let out a long howl.

His Eagle Claw tore through the air with a hissing sound, and in an instant, reached for Yang Fei's throat.

Yang Fei sidestepped.

The Eagle Claw of Eagle-Beak Old Four grabbed onto the brick wall.

The bricks shattered and flew apart, as he forcefully tore through the corner of the wall.

Chen Ke's face turned pale, her heart pounding wildly within her chest.

Never in her dreams did she imagine that a person's strength could reach such a level.

Such was the case with this guy called Yang Fei, and so it was with this fellow known as Eagle-Beak Old Four.

Yang Fei kicked out, and Eagle-Beak Old Four pushed back with his foot, retreating.

Immediately after, he lunged forward once more, attacking Yang Fei with lightning speed.

In just a moment, a continuous hissing filled the air.

It was the whistling of Eagle-Beak Old Four's clawed hands tearing through the atmosphere.

However, no matter how ferocious he was,

Yang Fei was always holding onto Chen Ke with one hand and fending off his attacks with the other.

He was parrying to the left and blocking to the right, seemingly with effort to spare.

Seeing him maintain his composure, Chen Ke felt her wildly beating heart calm down a bit.

Standing behind Yang Fei, as she witnessed his tall and upright figure, a peculiar feeling surged within her once more.

Admiration, affection, and the sweetness that comes with sharing hardships.

In Yang Fei's heart, though, was a hint of solemnity.

The Martial Arts Skills of Eagle-Beak Old Four were nothing much in Yang Fei's eyes.

However, what was strange was that Yang Fei could sense an extremely bizarre force within his body.

That force was filled with a sinister and strange intent, as if there were a bloodthirsty monster hiding within his body.

Yang Fei's Dragon Elephant Strength was not something just anyone could withstand.

Yet, every time he struck out with his fists or feet, the force would inexplicably weaken somewhat.

The full power was reduced by twenty percent.

This feeling was as if, mysteriously, an invisible thread was tugging at Yang Fei's punches and kicks,

preventing him from unleashing his full power.

Moreover, Yang Fei discovered that his Essence Qi was draining extremely rapidly.

Clashing with this little Energy Transformation Master, Eagle-Beak Old Four, was proving to be even more exhausting than fighting with a Dragon Envoy.

What Yang Fei did not know was that the shock in Eagle-Beak Old Four's heart had reached an extreme level.

The Yang Fei before him was clearly only a Converting Energy Heavenly Grade expert,

yet, each move he made unleashed tumultuous power, vigorous and overwhelming.

With every move of Yang Fei that Eagle-Beak Old Four resisted, his bones would creak and groan, barely able to bear the load.

Eagle-Beak Old Four clenched his teeth, but meanwhile, a burning sensation was emanating from his internal organs.

This was a sign of the excessive consumption of Essence Qi, too much for the internal organs to sustain.

While Eagle-Beak Old Four fiercely resisted Yang Fei's weighty punches, he quietly initiated his Sorcery Evil Art.

Yang Fei felt a chilling breeze, a cold and sinister presence sweeping over him, filling him with greater alarm.

"Could it be that in this world, things like Sorcery really exist?"

Yang Fei felt doubtful. As a Martial Arts Master who used strength to vanquish foes, he had always disbelieved feudal superstitions,

but this time, there was no way to explain it, and he couldn't help but believe a certain extent of it.

Just as Yang Fei was thinking this, his body suddenly felt even weaker.

From the unknown, a force that was exceedingly evil and sinister slowly descended upon him.

Yang Fei's heart sank with apprehension, and all of a sudden, he thrust out a single palm, and with a thunderous roar, he unleashed the Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand.

As this incredibly fierce Palm Technique was displayed, Eagle-Beak Old Four immediately paled in comparison and started retreating repeatedly.

Seizing the right moment, Yang Fei struck out with a palm, exerting his full strength in a motion swift as lightning.

Eagle-Beak Old Four had nowhere to retreat.

He let out a loud cry, positioning his hands defensively in front of his chest.

Bang!

The body of Eagle-Beak Old Four flew away like a kite with its string cut.

His chest had been struck as if by a huge iron hammer, bones breaking, blood spurting wildly.

Yang Fei, holding onto Chen Ke, couldn't rashly give chase.

Otherwise, with just one more Chain Piercing Cloud Leg, Eagle-Beak Old Four would surely be dead.

Bang

Eagle-Beak Old Four's body heavily fell on the colored steel tile roof, then rolled down.

Yang Fei no longer lingered, gripping Chen Ke's hand, they charged forward.

However, they had just rushed forward a dozen steps.

The wall on their left suddenly cracked open, and a hand reached out from within the wall, grabbing Chen Ke's arm.

Chen Ke felt that the hand was ice-cold, stiff, yet very strong.

She screamed in fright, "Yang Fei, save me!"

Yang Fei yanked her back to him.

On Chen Ke's plump arm, a black fingerprint mark immediately appeared.

Chen Ke trembled all over from fear.

"A ghost's grasp, is this a ghost's hand? Am I going to die?"

Yang Fei let out a heh-heh laugh, suddenly flew up with a kick, and struck the wall.

Boom!

The wall collapsed.

An icy, gloomy figure staggered backward from within.

His eyes, more white than black, stared at Yang Fei and Chen Ke.

A difficult-to-describe stench of decay emanated from his body.

Yet Yang Fei's kick, which could shatter stone, felt as though it had hit a rock when it landed on the figure, with his toes aching faintly as a result.

And at that moment, two strange persons appeared silently in front of and behind Yang Fei.

The two individuals, zombie-like, had no expression on their faces and just stared blankly at Yang Fei and Chen Ke.

Though their movements were sluggish, the Essence Qi in their bodies was incredibly thriving, containing an explosive and formidable strength.

Yang Fei, on the other hand, laughed instead.

A career of special combat amidst blood and fire had forged his nerves as tough as iron.

The more perilous the situation, the calmer he became.

"Who are you?"

Yang Fei nonchalantly positioned Chen Ke behind him and said lightly.

Seeing no response, he repeated himself in Chinese, then once more in English.

"Soul Hooking Envoy under the Sorcery King!"

"Life Claiming Envoy under the Sorcery King!"

"Nether Envoy under the Sorcery King!"

...

The three zombie-like individuals answered almost simultaneously.

Their voices were stiff, mechanical, as if something was lodged in their throats.

The trio enunciated poorly, with a ghastly and chilling breath that sent shivers down the spine.

Yang Fei snorted, "Just as I thought, a bunch of monsters and demons, those who block my path shall die!"

He rushed forward rapidly with Chen Ke in tow, with unparalleled speed.

These three strange beings did not intimidate Yang Fei.

However, the Turtle Extreme within his body emitted a shrill warning, reminding him to immediately leave this place.

And in the small building some seven to eight hundred meters to the east.

A ferociously evil and malevolent intent surged straight into the sky, overwhelming and unstoppable.

Yang Fei had just rushed forward two steps.

The Soul Hooking Envoy in front leaped straight up, blocking Yang Fei's path,

Anticipating this, Yang Fei struck out with his Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand with a thunderous force, squarely aiming for the chest of the Soul Hooking Envoy.

Bang!

The Soul Hooking Envoy's face darkened, but his body remained unyieldingly still.

His arms stretched out straight toward Yang Fei's abdomen to thrust into him.

His fingernails flickered with a bluish-black metallic sheen, sharp as knives.

Yang Fei was shocked.

His Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand possessed colossal strength, weighing at least eight to nine hundred pounds.

Such powerful force, even if it were to strike against cast iron, could shatter and smash it.

Yet the individual before him seemed as if nothing had happened?

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