Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1811 - 1812: Encirclement

The na Yang Fei is extrely concealed and not well-known.

But when it cos to Tiger Owl, his infamous reputation is widely acknowledged by all.

Luoo Yiyi stared blankly at Yang Fei, feeling a bit bitter inside, forcing a smile.

"Professor Mi Xuan is our Polytechnic University's first goddess; we've always been curious about what kind of deity could be worthy of Mi Xuan."

At this point, Yang Fei chuckled softly.

"How do you feel now? Aren't you particularly disappointed?"

"Did this pathetic country bumpkin actually steal Goddess Mi Xuan?"

This guy called himself a 'pathetic country bumpkin,' yet he had a smug look on his face.

Judging by his deanor, he seed eager to have the words 'tall, rich, handso' pasted on his forehead.

However, Luoo Yiyi didn't get angry and sighed despondently.

"No, I'm not disappointed; only a man like you is truly worthy of Professor Mi Xuan. I..."

At this point, the usually bold and impertinent Luoo Yiyi felt bitter inside and couldn't speak further.

Right then, a long howl echoed from afar in the valley, reminiscent of a dragon's chant and tiger's roar.

Even from such a distance, everyone could feel the unstoppable, formidable montum within.

Yang Fei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, laughing mischievously.

"Yinxue Tower masters have arrived. Qin Yuanhe is out of luck, having encountered the Sword Emperor, heh heh."

Mi Xuan was sowhat puzzled, quietly looking at Yang Fei.

"What do you an by that?"

Yang Fei briefly recounted the incident at Luoshanji to Mi Xuan.

As the story progressed, this guy beca animated and imnsely pleased.

"I knew Qin Yuanhe would co looking for you once he reached Yannan."

"So, I disguised myself as a transfer student, lurking near you, waiting for the right mont."

"At the sa ti, I inford the masters from Yinxue Tower to lie in wait in Yannan, ready to act."

"Just now, after saving Miss Luo, I conveniently sent a ssage to Xue Mingtai."

He spoke with a grin, glancing at everyone.

"While I was dueling Qin Yuanhe, the masters from Yinxue Tower had already surrounded Red Leaf Villa, making Qin Yuanhe unable to escape now."

Wu Jun and Luoo Yiyi suddenly understood.

The reputation of Yinxue Tower is undeniably enormous.

Even Wu Jun and Luoo Yiyi, not being martial artists themselves, were aware of Yinxue Tower's renown.

Luoo Yiyi looked at Yang Fei with uncertainty and suspicion.

"Are you actually a martial arts master from Yinxue Tower? You fooled us thoroughly!"

Yang Fei chuckled: "The enemy is cunning; if I reveal myself hastily, it would inevitably alert them."

"Therefore, I've never identified myself with my friends, not even Mi Xuan knows my real identity."

Luoo Yiyi suddenly found herself speechless.

This guy has even deceived Professor Mi Xuan, what indeed does a young girl like herself amount to?

Yang Fei wrapped his arm around Mi Xuan's slender waist and snapped his fingers.

"They've begun hunting; let's go and take a look."

Right at this mont, a fierce gust of wind surged from behind Yang Fei, brimming with an explosive force.

Yang Fei was startled, instinctively unleashing a palm strike.

The mighty Dragon Elephant Strength sent the enemy behind him tumbling through the air, landing on the ground face-up.

Yang Fei rushed over only to find Hera sprawled on the ground, spewing blood from her mouth.

Her eyes were wide open, the whites rolling upwards, clearly no longer alive.

Hera had already been seriously injured by Yang Fei, and just now, this strike depleted all her Essence Qi, leaving her exhausted.

Yang Fei's palm had shattered her internal organs; even a Daluo Golden Immortal couldn't save her.

Yang Fei sighed deeply.

"You were once a fair maiden, why resort to thievery? I had no intention of killing you, but you insisted on colliding."

Hera felt her Essence Qi leaking rapidly, darkness creeping into her vision.

She glared at Yang Fei, expending her last breath.

"Don't be too proud; Zeus will co for you. You'll never escape his grasp."

With that, Hera's head tilted, losing her breath.

Mi Xuan clung tightly to Yang Fei, only now relaxing.

She curiously examined Hera's corpse.

"I've heard that the strong mbers of the Alliance of Gods have had their bodies enhanced by divine crystal, making them uniquely resistant."

"Yang Fei, could you hand her over to ? I want to study the divine crystal in her body."

Yang Fei nodded: "No problem, I'll handle this matter."

Luoo Yiyi and Wu Jun witnessed Yang Fei kill soone between casual conversation.

The two were terrified, no longer daring to look at Hera's corpse.

Yang Fei inspected Hera's corpse carefully; her life force was severed, no chance of revival.

Then, he assisted Mi Xuan in walking down the mountain.

Luoo Yiyi and Wu Jun dared not linger at the villa, trailing behind them.

At this mont, Qin Yuanhe was frantically running forward through the tangled underbrush.

His Essence Qi had been pushed to its limits, enhancing his speed to the maximum.

Behind Qin Yuanhe, the Sword Emperor stood with folded arms, his longsword already sheathed, not pursuing.

Earlier, Qin Yuanhe encountered the Sword Emperor and engaged in combat.

After rely three or four exchanges, Qin Yuanhe's heart sank.

The Sword Emperor's martial arts attainnts were not less than Qin Yuanhe's, and his longsword was fear-inducing.

Qin Yuanhe deployed all his skills, only managing to withstand the Sword Emperor's dozen moves before decisively turning to flee.

His heart was icy cold, as if plunged into an ice cave.

Yet, in this life-and-death predicant, Qin Yuanhe resembled a wounded beast, unleashing his potential, wielding even greater strength.

Qin Yuanhe had barely run two kiloters to the east when he suddenly halted.

Under a large pine tree ahead, a gray-haired elder stood with arms folded, casually watching her.

The elder was dressed in traditional attire, with wide sleeves.

At first glance, the elder seed like a visitor enjoying a mountain tour.

Yet his Essence Qi was like a deep, unfathomable sea.

Qin Yuanhe cautiously observed the elder, skirting him from a re 500 ters away.

Just then, he experienced a blur in his vision, and the elder unknowingly blocked his path.

With fists clasped, the elder looked calmly at Qin Yuanhe.

"Wen Taikang from Yinxue Tower, awaiting you per the Tower Master's command."

Qin Yuanhe felt the elder's imnse power and was shocked.

"You're from Yinxue Tower too; what is your relationship with Yang Fei?"

Wen Taikang's expression beca solemn.

"Leader Yang is my revered teacher and friend; I admire his vast knowledge and seek the Tao from him."

"What, you seek the Tao from him, are you saying..."

Qin Yuanhe could hardly believe his ears.

Wen Taikang was already a True Martial Master with deep martial prowess.

Yet such a figure willingly follows Yang Fei's directions, which is simply incredible.

Martial artists, upon reaching the Core Formation to Divine Communication realm, are invincible in their resolve, never swaying from their true nature.

Especially elder martial arts masters like Wen Taikang, who highly regard their status and absolutely refuse to follow others' orders.

What kind of magic power does Yang Fei possess? That even these honorable True Martial Masters willingly obey his commands?

"Alright, since that's the case, don't bla for mistreating the old and weak."

Qin Yuanhe knew there was no retreat, rapidly elevating his True Martial Spirit within.

A colossal montum surged toward Wen Taikang.

At the sa ti, Qin Yuanhe shouted vehently, lunging at Wen Taikang.