Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1894 - 1895: Duke of Southern Road

All the people were taken aback.

Almost instinctively, everyone moved closer to Yang Fei, assuming a defensive stance.

Yang Fei felt an indescribable sense of crisis rushing towards him, and suddenly the air was filled with countless sharp sneers.

Those sneers were sotis from the south, sotis from the north, sotis from the left, and sotis from the right, changing unpredictably.

Yang Fei activated the Tortoise Mirror. Although his eyes couldn't see the enemy's figure, a faint human figure clearly appeared in his divine sense.

That figure moved through the void near everyone like lightning.

The speed was so fast that it created an illusion of being surrounded by powerful enemies from all directions.

Others couldn't see the enemy's movents with their eyes, but they could feel a rcury-like killing intent thick in the void, making it hard to breathe.

Nico and Milan stood in place, Nico's heart pounding wildly, her delicate doll-like face filled with shock.

Milan remained relatively calm, holding two daggers in reverse, standing in front of Nico.

The other three n quickly stood back-to-back, each drawing their weapons, prepared for battle.

Fear filled each of their hearts.

According to legends, Mutants have various mysterious and unfathomable abilities.

Ordinary warriors standing against mutants are almost certain to die.

If this formidable guy was indeed a Mutant, it would be more terrifying than having to face ten Thunder Beasts.

Yang Fei drew the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, but didn't attack, not even opening his eyes, appearing unfathomable.

Nico and Milan couldn't understand what Yang Fei was up to.

However, seeing that he left himself completely open and defenseless, they couldn't help but feel anxious.

Chunzi hid behind Yang Fei, whimpering softly, cowering and shrinking.

But after the previous scene, no one dared underestimate this dog anymore.

This dog's sly and ruthless attacks opened the eyes of the five people, none dared to look down upon this seemingly timid and cowardly dog.

Yang Fei closed his eyes, yet his divine sense clearly captured the movents of the opponent.

The hidden enemy never stopped moving, constantly shifting, looking for flaws in the group's defense.

With a grave expression, Yang Fei realized he had encountered a formidable adversary.

This guy had broken through so potential, moving at an indescribable speed.

Even using his full power of Extre Tiger, Yang Fei couldn't be faster.

Suddenly, at that mont, Yang Fei abruptly opened his eyes, his figure flickered, darting towards Mi Duo's nine o'clock direction, slashing out with the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army.

Swoosh!

A cold light like silk flashed, the enemy groaned, their light and shadow chaotic, a streak of blood appeared, then disappeared.

At this mont, Yang Fei had already charged forward, the Sword Qi from the Heavy Sword sliced powerfully in a diagonal cut.

Clang!

This ti, sparks flew, and in that brief illumination, everyone glimpsed the enemy's face.

It was a ferocious face, with exposed fangs, upturned nostrils, wielding a transparent alloy dagger.

Looking at his erald green pupils and protruding fangs, a chill ran down everyone's spine.

Mutant!

No one expected, after the Level Six Dark Beast Thunder Beast, to encounter the most terrifying and dangerous Mutant.

A formidable Mutant is a nightmare for any trial squad.

In past trials, squads encountering Mutants were almost always completely annihilated without exception.

When everyone was in utmost horror, Yang Fei maneuvered his body, relentlessly pursuing the Mutant.

His attacks with the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army were like the Yangtze River, continuous and relentless, clinging to the Mutant like adhesive plaster.

The speed of the Mutant was fast, and Yang Fei's movents were even faster.

The chase and escape of the two left afterimages in the air, making everyone dizzy and speechless.

Chunzi seed like a real hungry wolf, sitting on the ground, his front paws pressed on the ground, his eyes rolling wildly.

Just then, Hans was suddenly kicked by Yang Fei onto the Pi Gu drum, tumbling outwards.

Hans, both in pain and anger, was about to curse aloud when he saw a long cut a foot deep silently appear where he stood.

Hans couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

By now, he understood the truth; the Mutant, for so reason, suddenly turned to kill him.

If Yang Fei hadn't kicked him away in ti, he might have been cleaved in two by now.

Almost simultaneously, Jack was suddenly pulled by a great force.

Jack, upon close inspection, only caught a glimpse of Yang Fei's rapidly disappearing back.

He felt a sharp pain in his throat, reaching out to touch it, only to find a long cut made by a sharp weapon.

Cold sweat trickled down Jack's forehead in fear.

The speed of this Mutant was indescribably fast; without Yang Fei pulling him, his throat would've been slit.

At this mont, Yang Fei shouted solemnly, "Everyone, be careful, stand back-to-back, wave your weapons, don't give the enemy a chance."

Hearing Yang Fei's words, they ford a circle, their weapons swinging.

This was indeed effective; no matter how fast the moving enemy was, they couldn't break through the group's defenses imdiately.

Milan and the others felt temporarily safe but admired Yang Fei even more.

Such a powerful enemy could have wiped Milan and others clean in a face-off.

Yet, with just a Heavy Sword, Yang Fei forced the enemy into a perilous retreat.

Most importantly, his speed was not slower than the Mutant, even surpassing it slightly.

At this mont, a muffled groan was heard, and the Mutant's figure appeared in the air, staggering back.

Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and his steps beca disordered.

Yang Fei pointed the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army straight at the Mutant's throat, just a grain of rice distance from piercing it.

The Mutant stopped, his body frozen in place, his expression ferocious and fierce, yet deeply confused.

"Who… who are you?"

"As far as I know, even the strongest guys at Sai Enshi Academy might not reach your Martial Arts Realm."

His words were surprisingly in pure English, with a local London dialect.

Yang Fei sneered, "Who cares who I am, tell , how did you appear here?"

The Mutant grinned fiercely.

"No harm in telling you, we were ordered to hunt the Duke of Southern Road, passing by here."

"My Scout Bird inford there were many prey in this area."

"I sent a Thunder Beast to investigate, and who knew you would dare to kill my Thunder Beast, so I ca over myself."

Just as the Mutant finished speaking, Milan exclaid.

"What, the Duke of Southern Road, you actually want to kill the Duke of Southern Road?"

"My God, this bunch of bastards, actually targeting the Duke of Southern Road, do they intend to target Sai Enshi Academy?"

"Oh no, what's happening to the Duke of Southern Road now? Has he been attacked?"

…

Listening to the exclamations, Yang Fei was a bit puzzled, "Who's the Duke of Southern Road? Is he that formidable?"