Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1320 - 1321: It's Good to Be Your Friend

Suddenly, William let out a loud shout, broke free from Yang Fei's Grasping Hand Technique, staggered backward, and suddenly turned to escape.

His handso pretty boy face was beaten into a pig's head by Yang Fei, his teeth were knocked out, multiple bones throughout his body were fractured, and his internal organs were severely injured.

The intense feeling of being destroyed made fear erge in William's heart.

And how many years had it been since William tasted such fear?

Eight years? Ten years? Or twenty years?

William never imagined that he could be tornted like this by a re ant at the Gang Strength level.

However, the enormous fear still made him turn around and flee.

Yang Fei did not chase him, glanced at the ti, and sighed.

William was simply too powerful. The Dragon Battle Arena was about to dissipate in less than three minutes, and Yang Fei was also sowhat helpless.

Sure enough, after not escaping far, there was a chaotic scattering of space light and shadow, and the sky above them returned to the Great Desert sky. The moonlight was like water, distant and lofty.

Nuannuan saw Yang Fei not far away, cheered, and dashed over.

"Uncle, where did you guys go?"

Watching William rapidly disappearing into the distance, Yang Fei was deeply unwilling, and pulled out the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army.

The heavy sword humd, the soft sword was tense and straight, and Yang Fei charged towards William with the sword.

William did not feel the power of the Dragon Battle Arena dissipating.

He had already been beaten senseless by Yang Fei, his battle will shattered, desperately fleeing.

At that mont, William suddenly heard a dragon's chant.

From afar, Yang Fei had achieved Unity of Man and Sword, as if thunderously angry, charging at him, scaring him so much his soul shattered.

Panic-stricken, he stumbled, not daring to get up, rolled on the ground twice, then leapt up and fled madly into the distance.

Nuannuan, behind Yang Fei, stared wide-eyed, her blue eyes full of astonishnt.

She rubbed her eyes, unable to believe the scene unfolding before her.

An ant at the Gang Strength level actually chasing a True Martial Mysterious Grade master all over the place, slashing crazily?

Nuannuan felt she understood Yang Fei less and less; this completely overturned martial arts common sense.

That feeling was like a mouse baring its teeth and claws chasing a cat, determined to bring the cat to death.

Once William left the Dragon Battle Arena, True Martial Qi Energy poured into his whole body, and his speed beca incredibly fast.

Yang Fei's Extre Tiger was fast, but with William solely focused on escaping, he ultimately couldn't catch up.

After chasing for two kiloters, Yang Fei stopped in frustration.

Nuannuan hurriedly chased from behind, her face pale: "What exactly happened?"

Yang Fei shrugged, gesturing for Nuannuan to look at William frantically fleeing ahead.

"Isn't it obvious? That old rascal got beaten and ran away, though it's a pity I couldn't kill him."

Although Nuannuan saw it with her own eyes, hearing Yang Fei state the facts still left her dumbfounded and incredulous.

"Oh my, you really defeated the Ghost King. That's amazing."

Suddenly, Nuannuan cheered, ran over, hugged Yang Fei's neck, and fiercely kissed his cheek.

She looked at Yang Fei with infinite admiration: "Uncle, you're so cool."

Yang Fei was both crying and laughing, gazing at Nuannuan's moist eyes, and rubbing his chin.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to kiss n casually?"

Nuannuan giggled, still looking at Yang Fei with admiration.

"But you're Uncle."

Yang Fei felt that if he continued to ss around with this girl, he would end up in hot water sooner or later.

He touched the spot Nuannuan kissed and changed the topic.

"This William, is he considered a master in the Twelve Branches?"

Nuannuan nodded: "Each branch of the Twelve Branches has a Great Protector, and the twelve Protectors together are the Twelve Protectorate Heavenly Kings."

"This William is the Great Protector of the Dijiang Sect, known for his fast movents among the Twelve Great Protectors, and is reputed as the Ghost King."

Yang Fei gasped: "You an there are twelve of such guys?"

Nuannuan nodded: "Yes, the martial arts realm of the Twelve Protectorate Heavenly Kings is above True Martial. Their status and position are second only to their Sect Leader and Grand Priest."

Yang Fei groaned and fell backward, with a mournful face: "Damn, I stirred up a hornet's nest."

"Twelve True Martial masters, any one of them could crush to bits."

Nuannuan also felt sowhat guilty and sighed: "I told you not to wade into these muddy waters."

"The Wu Clan has lived in seclusion for a thousand years, hidden and conserving strength, their foundations are unimaginable to outsiders."

Yang Fei chuckled bitterly: "It wasn't who provoked the Wu Clan, but rather the Wu Clan provoked . They captured my friend Dan Dan, and I absolutely must rescue him."

Nuannuan nodded and let out a long sigh.

"Now, the Wu Clan is in turmoil; each major branch has abandoned ancestral teachings and is developing in the mortal world."

"So branches are relatively restrained, collaborating with so conglorates for business while others run amok."

"Like the Fire Gate, they've created the Heavenly Fire Sect, deceiving ignorant people, recruiting rcenaries, committing cris everywhere."

Saying this, Nuannuan looked at Yang Fei.

"Their evil deeds inevitably conflict with secular power, which is why you enmity with them."

Yang Fei sighed, his gaze becoming cold.

"No matter how vast their power is, bottom line, if they ss with my friends, I'm going to fight them to the end."

Yang Fei suddenly rembered sothing and pulled Nuannuan's hand, walking forward.

"William won't be far before he cos to his senses, and if he cos back to attack, we'll be in trouble. We need to leave here quickly."

Nuannuan nodded, withdrew her hand awkwardly, her voice sounding a bit lancholic.

"Uncle, it's really nice to be your friend. Am I considered your friend?"

Yang Fei chuckled, turned, and rested his hand on Nuannuan's shoulder, gazing deeply into her blue eyes: "What do you think?"

Nuannuan looked at his dark and bright eyes, and her cheeks involuntarily heated up, avoiding his gaze.

She stamred and lowered her head: "You're a strong person unmatched even by True Martial masters, and I'm just a little girl at Core Formation Stage. I'm afraid I might burden you."

Yang Fei laughed heartily and patted her shoulder.

"Friends exist to burden each other. Don't talk about that crap realm. What does it matter?"

"Uncle..."

Nuannuan's eyes glistened with tears as she lowered her head, deeply moved.

She murmured: "Since I could rember, I grew up at the Ancestral Altar. I... I've never had any friends."

Yang Fei gently stroked her long hair and sighed gently.

"That's really sad, but you have a friend now, and that's ."

Nuannuan suddenly lifted her head, nodded forcefully, and burst into a smile.

"Uncle, you're so silly."

Yang Fei snorted: "There are plenty of smart people in this world."

"But constantly calculating gains and losses, even carefully asuring when making friends—what's the point in that?"

"You are my friend, and Dan Dan is also my friend; I need to rescue him first."