Yang Fei could feel the explosive, powerful Essence Qi within this guy.

He immediately pushed Chen Ke toward Mad Blade.

"Quick, take Director Chen and get on the Bentley," he said.

"Leave me behind, all of you are my treasures."

Sorcery King cackled eerily and charged over.

His body was round and his legs short, making him resemble a big rubber ball, which looked rather comical.

However, wherever this meatball-like monster went, he brought with him the terrifying force of a volcanic eruption.

His feet sank deep into the ground, lifting countless chunks of concrete.

A Maserati blocked his path, but he effortlessly tossed it aside.

Yang Fei stood firm as a mountain, positioned between two warehouses.

Seeing Sorcery King charging toward him, he immediately shrugged his shoulders, his body charging like a wild horse.

Bang!

Yang Fei delivered a hook punch right into Sorcery King's abdomen, unleashing the Elephant Tremor Force.

Seven streams of Elephant Shocking Power penetrated deep into Sorcery King's viscera.

However, his belly was filled with immense Essence Qi.

In an instant, it neutralized Yang Fei's tremendous force.

Yang Fei's seven streams of power vanished without a trace, like mud disappearing into the sea.

Sorcery King cackled again and his belly suddenly lurched forward.

An unimaginable force was released.

Yang Fei's body, like a small boat in a storm, was flung away.

Bang!

Yang Fei's body slammed hard against the corrugated steel, collapsing half of it instantly.

The Corpse Insects buzzing in the air immediately formed a massive arrowhead and charged down at him.

Yang Fei rolled on the spot.

His body, like a cannonball, burst through the warehouse's window frame and flew out.

However, the arrowhead formed by the Corpse Insects followed like a shadow, relentlessly chasing him.

Extreme Tiger activated within Yang Fei, making his body too fast for the naked eye to catch.

But he could not evade the attack of the Corpse Insects.

Sizzle!

Yang Fei suddenly felt a piercing pain on his neck.

Startled, the Dark Force exploded out from the pores on his neck.

A cluster about the size of a needle tip, a tiny black dot, fell down.

The black dot hadn't even hit the ground before it dispersed into a faint black smoke.

Eventually, the black smoke transformed into tens of thousands of Corpse Insects and flew up again.

Yang Fei touched his neck and found a deep gash that had reached the bone.

He cursed frantically in his heart.

What kind of cursed Corpse Insects were these that even Dark Force couldn't kill?

Moreover, their attack was as rapid as lightning and absolutely unstoppable.

Yang Fei couldn't turn back, and for the moment, he had no means to combat the Corpse Insects, so he could only run for his life.

Despite his efforts to increase his speed, the damn Corpse Insects were always biting at his heels.

They even gradually closed the distance between themselves and Yang Fei.

Even though Yang Fei possessed a massive amount of Essence Qi.

The consumption of Essence Qi during such a frantic flight was unimaginable.

After barely two laps, Yang Fei felt dizzy and breathless, and his speed started to slow down.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

At that moment, numerous fireballs struck behind Yang Fei, emitting rolling black smoke.

Yang Fei looked up.

He saw Mad Blade and Fan Yi lighting oil barrels, sending countless plumes of black smoke his way.

The massive arrowhead formed by the Corpse Insects behind Yang Fei immediately scattered in disarray.

The voluminous smoke and the foul smell from the burning oil also caused many of the Corpse Insects to fly erratically.

"Brother Fei, quick, get in the car!"

Mad Blade leapt into the Bentley and waved at Yang Fei, repeatedly yelling.

Fan Yi set ablaze one oil drum after another, hurling fireballs in succession.

Yang Fei, quick as a leopard, dashed into the car, yelling, "Drive, drive, let's go!"

Corpse Insects, beings of sinister evil, dreaded the fierce flames and retreated rustlingly.

These bloodthirsty creatures, having lost the control of the Sorcery King, swooped down on the three Soul Hooking Envoys nearby.

The Sorcery King, startled, hurried over to rescue them, muttering obscure curse words.

However, with the Corpse Insects' bloodthirsty nature and lightning-fast attack speed—

how could he rescue the three Soul Hooking Envoys in time?

The Corpse Insects, like pouring ink, landed on the bodies of the three envoys, wriggling and flowing over them.

Where the Corpse Insects traversed, they devoured flesh and left behind only ghastly white skeletons.

The rustling sound chilled one to the bone.

Poor Soul Hooking Envoys and other three Energy Transformation Masters, restrained by Yang Fei, did not even have a chance to escape.

The trio could only emit one or one-and-a-half screams before their flesh waned, leaving behind three skeletons.

The Sorcery King, furious.

Somewhat, he managed to control the Corpse Insects, bypassing the fierce flames and charging again towards Yang Fei and the others.

The Sorcery King moved faster than the Corpse Insects.

His plump body seemed to move instantaneously, arriving in front of the Bentley in a blink.

Right at that moment, Mad Blade had already ignited the car and released the handbrake.

He floored the accelerator, and the Bentley shot out like a loosed arrow.

The Sorcery King, uncontrollably enraged, pursued vehemently.

His form moved incredibly fast, appearing at the Bentley's rear in a flash.

Bang!

At that instant, the trunk of the car automatically opened.

Three or four flaming oil drums were hurled toward him.

This time, the person throwing the oil drums was Yang Fei.

He, being a King Sniper, knew how to predict movement trajectories.

Despite the Sorcery King's lightning-like movements—

at such a short distance, how could he avoid the hidden weapon personally hurled by Yang Fei?

Bang!

The Sorcery King evaded three or four fireballs in succession, but the fourth one, coming later yet arriving first, hit him squarely in the face.

This fireball, filled with the force of a thousand jins.

Even with the Sorcery King's sturdy head, it left him seeing stars.

The Sorcery King was momentarily stunned, then, from below, another flaming ball hit him.

This time, the oil from the fireball splashed onto the Sorcery King's trousers, immediately catching fire.

The Sorcery King, greatly alarmed, rolled on the ground.

He rolled over a dozen times before finally extinguishing the flames on his body.

From the Bentley came Yang Fei's smug voice.

"Turtle King, I suggest you head back to the South Sea Archipelago soon."

"Oh dear, poor you, your disciples have been wiped out, hahaha."

The Sorcery King turned around, only to see a scene resembling hell.

In the old steel market, not a single person was left alive.

Everyone lying on the ground or trying to flee had turned into skeletons.

A black mist, thin as gauze, aimlessly floated in the air, searching for flesh and blood.

The Sorcery King's pale pink, rounded face showed an irrepressible fury.

He had dominated the South Seas Archipelago not only because of his formidable martial arts and the cruel, dark Sorcerer Technique—

but also because of the indispensable contributions of the Eagle Ghost and the Three Great Envoys.

The Sorcery King had never expected—

that in the small town of Yannan, all his sect disciples would be lost.

And to die at the hands of Tiger Roar Yang Fei, whom he regarded as nothing more than ants.

This was a tremendous disgrace to the Sorcery King!

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