"Bang!" The kick solidly collided with the Wind Protector, causing ripples visible to the naked eye to appear in the air.
"Thump, thump, thump." Both of them took three steps back and stared at each other with a serious expression. This time, the two of them were evenly matched.
"As expected of Seven Kills. Impressive!"
Protector Feng did not expect Seven Kills to react so quickly, causing his sneak attack to miss. His pupils shrunk and he praised sincerely.
In reality, he knew that in terms of strength, he was no match for Seven Kills. This was because he had planned to use his full strength, while Seven Kills had reacted in a hurry and was unable to use his full strength.
"Same here. As expected of Protector Feng. You can actually turn into a shadow and fool my eyes."
Seven Kills did not dare to be careless. He stared at Protector Feng with his guard up. Although he was stronger than Protector Feng, his speed was far inferior.
In the world of martial arts, only speed could not be defeated. Speed was definitely one of the important factors that affected the outcome of a battle. In the face of such an opponent, he did not dare to be careless.
"Then let's fight to our heart's content today!"
Before Protector Feng finished his sentence, he suddenly disappeared like a gust of wind. When he reappeared, he was already behind Seven Kills and slapped him hard on the back.
"If you use the same move twice, it won't be as effective!"
Seven Kills laughed heartily. He suddenly leaned forward and pushed himself off the ground with his arms. He jumped up like a toad, his legs turning into countless afterimages in the air. In the blink of an eye, he had kicked back more than a hundred times.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Protector Feng's reaction was extremely fast. He raised his arms in front of his chest and forcefully endured the over one hundred kicks. He could not help but take over ten steps back before he could neutralize the force. However, an unhealthy flush appeared on his face.
Seven Kills knew that Protector Feng was already injured. Although the injury was not serious, it would still affect him. Without any hesitation, he pushed against the ground with his arms and flew into the air toward Protector Feng. In the air, he kicked another hundred times.
Protector Feng's Qi and blood were tumbling. His breathing was not smooth and his reaction was half a beat slower. He had to raise his sore arms to protect his face and resist the fierce attack.
"Interesting!"
The corner of Seven Kills' lips curled into a sly smirk. As soon as he landed, he pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot and leaped into the air again, kicking at the Wind Protector.
From the moment he realized that Protector Feng's forte was speed, but his strength was far inferior to his own, he had formulated this battle plan. He would use a powerful force to interrupt his breathing and suppress his speed. Then, he would use his own strength to attack his weakness. He could not allow him to recover and display his advantage in speed. Otherwise, he would fall into a bitter battle.
Although the Wind Protector was quite powerful, his battle experience was not on the same level as Seven Kills. As soon as the battle started, he fell into Seven Kills' trap and was led around by the nose. He was constantly being beaten back, and the rhythm of the battle was completely controlled by Seven Kills.
"Pu!"
Due to the lack of strength, Protector Feng could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He rolled a few times on the ground in a sorry state before leaping under a wooden hut. Only then did he narrowly avoid Seven Kills' continuous attacks.
Seven Kills sighed inwardly. If not for the wooden hut getting in the way and interrupting his rhythm, he would have been able to kill the Wind Protector right away.
Zhang Yang and the others had long been dumbfounded. That series of dazzling battles was something they couldn't even follow with their eyes. When the silhouettes separated, Protector Feng had disappeared without a trace. No one knew who had won.
"You actually hurt me. You actually hurt me. Good, good, good. Seven Kills, just you wait to experience my wrath!"
Protector Feng crawled out from under the wooden hut in a sorry state. There was still blood at the corner of his mouth and his eyes were spitting flames of anger. He roared hysterically and his pale face was twisted.
"You talk too much. If you have the ability, then show me!"
Seven Kills had no intention of wasting time with him. Before he finished speaking, he attacked again and leaped towards the Wind Protector like a javelin.
"Pu!"
Protector Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood straight at Seven Kills. The aura around him instantly became weak, but there was a cruel glint in his eyes. He laughed and said, "Go to hell!"
A strong sense of danger rose in Seven Kills' heart. His whole body seemed to defy the laws of physics as he bent backward at a ninety-degree angle. He barely avoided the mouthful of blood, but two drops of blood still splattered on his chest.
The blood actually ignored Seven Kills' Shield of Vigor and quickly seeped in, merging into his skin.
Seven Kills felt as if his chest had been scalded by a red-hot soldering iron. It was so painful that the veins on his forehead bulged. He gritted his teeth and tore open his clothes to look down. He saw two peanut-sized blood-colored spots on his chest.
The spots slowly spread around as if they had a mind of their own. In the blink of an eye, they became the size of a ping pong ball. The pain became more and more intense, and Seven Kills could not help but roar in pain.
"Hahaha, now that you've been poisoned by my Fiery Magic Poison, let's see what else you can use to fight me. Oh, I forgot to tell you, the more you use Vigor, the faster the Fiery Magic Poison will act. If you don't use Vigor, maybe you can live for another two days. I'm the only one who can concoct the antidote for this poison. Kneel down and surrender, and maybe I'll spare your life!"
Although the Wind Protector's aura was so weak that he could not even stand steadily, he still laughed happily.
The expressions of Wan Rui and the others changed drastically. They were about to grab the Wind Protector and ask for the antidote.
"Go to hell!"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang's lips curled into a sinister smile. He suddenly raised his gun and blew up the Wind Protector's head.
"Zhang Yang, I'll f * ck your ancestors!"
Wan Rui's eyes were red. He cursed and rushed forward, punching Zhang Yang hard to the ground.
"What the f * ck are you trying to do, Wan Rui?"
Zhang Yang crawled up in a roll, covered his bruised eyes, and bellowed with a gloomy expression.
"F * ck your mother, you despicable villain, shameless trash. Why the f * ck did you kill the Wind Protector?"
Wan Rui's eyes were red and he wanted to continue beating Zhang Yang, but Li Wei held him tightly. "Wan Rui, calm down, calm down."
"He's a terrorist. Of course, I have the right to kill him on the spot. What? Don't tell me you're in cahoots with him? You want to avenge him? "
Zhang Yang rubbed his bruised eyes and shouted angrily.
"F * ck your bullsh * t. Do you really think we're all fools? Can't we see that you're abusing your position to avenge a private grudge and want to kill my cousin?"
Wan Rui struggled with all his might and bellowed furiously.
"What do you mean by that? Why don't I understand? Wan Rui, remember your identity. We're the Featherwood Guard, and I'm your captain. If you dare to spout venomous slander again, I'll definitely complain to my superiors! "
Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with complacency, and he shouted angrily in a righteous manner.
"Zhang Yang, you despicable and shameless villain, go f * cking die!"
Wan Rui went completely crazy. He broke free from Li Wei's hand, reached for his gun, and shot at Zhang Yang.
"Bang!" The gunshot hit Zhang Yang's feet, and the splashing gravel splashed on his body, causing him to feel a burning pain. If Li Wei hadn't suddenly slapped Wan Rui's hand and caused him to lose his aim, Zhang Yang would have been killed.
"Are you f * cking crazy? Li Wei, Linbao, Song Lin, I suspect that Wan Rui is in cahoots with the terrorists. He actually dared to shoot at me. I'm now ordering you, as captain, to kill him immediately."
Zhang Yang was scared out of his wits. He rolled and crawled on the ground as he roared crazily. His eyes flickered with a cold light.
"This …"
Li Wei and the other two glanced at each other awkwardly. How could they not see that Zhang Yang killed Protector Feng on purpose to kill Seven Kills?
Psychologically, they were biased towards Wan Rui. However, when they thought of Zhang Yang's family's power in the Featherwood Guard and that Zhang Yang was the captain, they were afraid that they would not have good days in the future if they didn't obey orders.
Linbao and Song Lin were still hesitating, but Li Wei suddenly made a move. He pointed his gun at Wan Rui's temple and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Wan Rui. I'm from the Featherwood Guard, and I'm also a soldier. A soldier's duty is to obey orders. I hope you won't blame me when you die!"
"Li Wei, are you f * cking crazy? Even if Wan Rui committed a crime, there will be a military court to judge him. What right do you have to make a move against him? "
Song Lin raised his gun in disbelief and shouted at Li Wei, "Put down the gun!"
"Song Lin, I'm the captain. I'm the boss here. Since you don't want to make a move, then don't talk so much nonsense. Li Wei, make a move and kill him. You'll be the vice-captain in the future."
When Zhang Yang saw that Li Wei had subdued the crazy Wan Rui, he immediately climbed up and shouted at Song Lin.
"Captain, I'm sorry. What you're doing is against the rules. Wan Rui is our vice-captain. Without a trial, you have no right to take his life!"
Linbao also couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his gun and pointed it at Li Wei. "Put down the gun. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
Li Wei looked at Zhang Yang awkwardly. However, Zhang Yang suddenly took out his gun and fired at Linbao.
"Linbao, be careful!"
Song Lin's expression changed drastically. He suddenly pushed Linbao!
"Bang!"
The gunshot rang out, and Song Lin fell to the ground. Fresh blood dyed his chest red.
"Song Lin … Ah …"
Linbao let out a mournful roar and threw himself at Song Lin, crying bitterly.
"Go to hell! All of you, go to hell! "
Zhang Yang was stunned. Then, he gritted his teeth and raised his gun again. Since he had already killed one, he might as well go all the way and kill everyone else. That way, no one would know about what happened here, and all the credit would go to him.
"Bang!"
When Li Wei saw the killing intent in Zhang Yang's eyes, he immediately felt a chill in his heart. He originally wanted to ride on Zhang Yang's coattails and kill Wan Rui to advance. However, at this moment, he realized that Zhang Yang was vicious and merciless. Zhang Yang wanted to take all the credit for himself. Without thinking, he fired a shot at Zhang Yang.
"Ah!"
Zhang Yang let out a muffled groan. A flower of blood spurted out from his chest. He looked at the deathly pale Li Wei in disbelief. He didn't expect that he would die in her hands.
He raised the gun in his hand with great difficulty, wanting to drag Li Wei down with him. However, the enraged Linbao raised his gun and turned him into a sieve.
"Crazy, they've all gone crazy!"
In the blink of an eye, two people from the five-man team had died. Wan Rui was dumbfounded.
Killing intent flashed in Li Wei's eyes. Zhang Yang had been killed by him. If he went back, he would also die. The only thing he could do now was to silence everyone and push everyone's death onto the terrorists.
"Bang!"
Just as he was about to act recklessly, a clear gunshot rang out. Li Wei felt his vision go black and completely lost consciousness. His head exploded like a smashed watermelon.
Everyone turned their heads in shock and saw a lama dressed exactly like Dharma Protector Feng slowly walking down from the wooden building. Beside him were three members of the Descendants of God Organization and more than ten young Tibetan gunmen. The one who blew up Li Wei's head was one of them, a bald man.
"This is the virtue of the people of China. Do you see it? When there are no foreign enemies, they only kill each other and fight among themselves. How can our Zangjiang be ruled by such people? So, we want freedom! We want liberation. "
The lama had a compassionate expression on his face. As he walked, he spoke with a bewitching tone.
"Freedom! Liberation! "
A group of gunmen had fanatical looks in their eyes as they raised their guns and roared at the top of their lungs.
Wan Rui's heart had already sunk to the bottom. He quickly walked to the front of Qi Sha, who was sitting cross-legged and had no strength to stand up. He whispered, "Cousin, I will stop them later. You leave quickly!"
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