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"No, I can't die."

"I have to pass back what happened there."

Su Yingxue gritted her teeth and insisted, enduring the pain and running desperately.

If you look closely, you will find that the blood flowing from the wound on her calf is actually black and purple, which is clearly a sign of poisoning, and her originally white skin has begun to fester.

She looked like she was only about twenty years old, but she was actually a member of the special operations team of the Shenlong Army, the most mysterious unit in China, not a combat group, but responsible for communication and ambulance of wounded soldiers.

Today, her Shenlong team and her total of five fighters came to the border of Yun Province to arrest the leader of a transnational drug trafficking gang, but she didn't expect that there was an accident on the way, and there was a terrible master hidden in that drug trafficking gang, resulting in the death of all four other members except her.

The accident happened so quickly that she didn't go deep into the criminals' lair, but she heard the cries of four comrades die through the wireless communication device, and the captain almost shouted at her at the moment before he died—run.

At this moment, thinking of the dead comrades-in-arms, as well as the captain who treated her like a father and brother, Su Yingxue couldn't help but burst into tears, she wanted to kill that guy to avenge her brother, but she was so useless that she couldn't hit that guy at all, but she was injured by the other party.

"Hehe, you're running away, why are you running slower and slower."

Just when Su Yingxue was sad and stunned, an evil voice came from far and near behind her.

The man was wearing a black suit, he looked nearly fifty years old, his sallow complexion was like a dead man's face, and he walked like a strong wind, approaching Su Yingxue step by step.

Behind him, there was a walking corpse like a real ironclad corpse, covered with a dark and cold luster, as if it was poured with molten iron, and with every step, the ground stepped out of a small pit, and the "dong dong" made a huge sound, and the ground shook like a mountain echoing in the mountains.

The old man stared at Su Yingxue with playful eyes, especially when he saw Su Yingxue's beautiful appearance and graceful body, he immediately licked his tongue,

"I haven't played with a Chinese female soldier yet, let alone such a beautiful female soldier, it must taste very good, hahaha."

"You, don't come here!"

Su Yingxue's face turned pale, raised her pistol, and made a meaningless resistance.

She can enter the Shenlong Army, and her marksmanship is naturally not bad, but she has already used up two magazines before, but let alone hitting the other party, it is impossible to even lock.

The ironclad corpse was not only extremely fast, but also the surface was harder than steel, and all the bullets that shot out were blocked by the ironclad corpse.

"Hehe, don't be in vain, let me have a good time, maybe I'll be in a good mood and save my life." The old man hid behind the ironclad corpse and controlled the ironclad corpse forward, and he could subdue the female soldier with just a few more steps.

However, at this moment, a teenager's voice suddenly came from the side.

"If you can control the iron armored corpse, it seems that you must be a member of the Witch God Cult."

As he spoke, Ye Feng, who was wearing blue casual clothes, walked out slowly, glanced at the old man and shook his head disdainfully, then looked at Su Yingxue, who was a little stunned, and asked, "Are you from the Divine Dragon Army, do you recognize Zhao Long?" ”

"You mean Zhao Long, the captain of Group F?" Su Yingxue's eyes lit up, as if she had seen the dawn in despair.

"Seems like so." Ye Feng nodded, he vaguely remembered that Zhao Long seemed to have said it to himself.

"I'm Su Yingxue from Group B, Captain Zhao took me when I first joined the army, do you know Captain Zhao?" Su Yingxue said quickly with a little joy on her face.

"Acquaintance." Ye Feng said.

Su Yingxue was surprised and wanted to say something, but she was suddenly interrupted by the old man's strange laughter, and couldn't help but immediately pull her back to reality, sobered up, and there was an extremely terrifying enemy next to her.

"Want to be a hero to save beauty? Don't you think you're here to die, boy? The old man stared at Ye Feng and laughed, he was really startled when he was called out by Ye Feng before, and he thought that he had encountered some powerful character, but after looking up and down a few times, he found that he was just a false alarm, just an ordinary teenager.

Hearing that the old man was moved by murderous intent, Su Yingxue's face changed, and she hurriedly urged Ye Feng: "You hurry up and run, what are you doing here, I'll shoot to help you contain him, and when you escape, remember to tell Captain Zhao the news that our group was all killed." “

"Run?"

"Run?"

Ye Feng and the old man spoke almost at the same time, and the two of them had disdain on their faces.

"Quack!" With a cold drink, Ye Feng raised his hand and blasted out with a punch.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

When the old man saw Ye Feng making a move, he roared loudly, and suddenly the iron-armored corpse beside him swooped out, like an iron mountain, with a fierce wind, as if a tank was crushing, and it was about to crush Ye Feng into slag.

However, the iron-armored corpse had only swooped forward half a meter before it was blasted away by the powerful true qi flying from the air.

The hard skin, which couldn't leave a trace of bullets, was actually punched out of a big hole, and the true qi pierced through the chest, causing the iron-armored corpse to fly upside down at a faster speed than before.

"Ah!!h

The old man never expected that the iron-armored corpse would be vulnerable, and he suddenly couldn't dodge, and was hit by the iron-armored corpse flying back upside down, and the old blood came out miserably, and the ribs were all clattered, and I don't know how many were broken.

"It's not good, this young man is a strong man, it's terrifying and scary, you have to escape!"

The old man was horrified in his heart, his iron-armored corpse was based on the dry corpse, and he used the method of refining the corpse of the Witch God Sect to continuously pour molten iron for ten years, and he was already invulnerable, and his strength was comparable to that of a martial artist at the peak of his entry, and his combat power was far stronger than himself, and he himself was only in the late stage of his entry.

However, he didn't expect that in front of the young man in front of him, he was actually vulnerable, and he only used one punch to destroy his baby, at this time, looking at the iron-armored corpse lying motionless on the ground, he was dripping blood and hatred in his heart, but he understood that this was not the time to be distressed, and escape was the most important thing.

"Humph! Provoke my Witch God Sect, boy, no matter where you are sacred, you are dead, who dares to provoke my Witch God Sect since ancient times, you wait to die! ”

Viciously put down a cruel word, and the old man turned around and fled.

"Do you think it's possible to run?" Ye Feng smiled faintly, opened his mouth and spit out a white practice in the air, Bai Lian was like a sharp divine sword, as fast as lightning to kill, and in the blink of an eye, he nailed the old man who was about to cross a mountain through the heart and killed him.

Exhale and kill!

This move is flashy and consumes real yuan, but Ye Feng is too lazy to chase it, so he uses this trick.

"He's dead?"

Su Yingxue looked at Ye Feng incredulously, the terrifying old man who looked like a devil in her eyes was actually killed by Ye Feng so easily.

"Well, the dead can't die anymore." Ye Feng replied, and then came to the side of the iron-armored corpse and knocked on it, but soon the corners of his mouth showed disdain, "Hehe, this can also be called an iron-armored corpse?" Whether it is the technique of condensing the iron armor corpse, or the cultivation method of the iron armor corpse, it is too rubbish. ”

The vein of corpse refining is extremely strong in the cultivation realm, and Ye Feng has also dabbled in it, but he feels that this is a small path after all, so he didn't study it in depth, but even so, he is conceited that no one on the earth knows how to refine corpses better than him.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't care about Su Yingxue's presence, and directly popped out the true fire of the Purple Mansion with his fingers to incinerate the iron-armored corpse into a puddle of molten iron, this thing is not a good kind after all, if it is put here and taken back by the people of the Witch God Sect, it will be taken out to harm people.

The main reason is that this iron-armored corpse is too rubbish, and he can't look down on it at all, otherwise he would really want to get one and put it by his side.

Of course, those who can enter his eyes must at least have a golden armor and bronze corpse whose combat power has reached the level of a grandmaster, but he also thinks about it, with his ability at this time, it will take at least several years to refine one.

"You're amazing, what the hell are you?" When Su Yingxue saw Ye Feng coming over, she couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart, Ye Feng's performance was too beyond her imagination, and she felt that it couldn't be owned by a normal person.

"Well, if nothing else, we'll soon be comrades-in-arms." Ye Feng thought for a moment and replied.

"Huh? So, you'll be part of the Dragon Army? Su Yingxue said in surprise.