C1317 The Soldier of the Earth in the Action of Decapitation
C1317 The Soldier of the Earth in the Action of Decapitation
Other than the devil Yang Xiao and Hu Laoer, who was one of the top experts of his generation, no one else would be able to get within three meters of Lee Nanfang without making a sound.
Shangdao Yinghua, even less so.
Don't look at how unstoppable she was in the bloody battle with Broken Knife Flow. However, in the eyes of a true expert like Boss Lee, she was just a small shrimp that could be taken care of in seconds.
Even though Shangdao Yinghua had changed a lot, it was still too short.
Therefore, even if she used all of her strength to slash at Lee Nanfang's neck when he wasn't paying attention, the result was that her slash still missed.
Clang!
The sharp and heavy broken blade ruthlessly slashed at the large stone, and the sound of metal colliding with stone resounded through the entire karst cave.
As the stones flew into the air, dark-red sparks burst out.
After Shangdao Yinghua's final attack failed, she did not hesitate anymore. She immediately held her saber with both hands and, just like Lee Nanfang, her head and feet turned into a black shadow as she charged towards her target that was already in the crowd.
Immediately, Sui Yueyue's side was thrown into disarray.
If it was anyone else, who wouldn't be surprised when they concentrated all their attention on facing the enemies in front of them and saw a guy descending from the sky when a bloody battle was about to start?
Bang, bang!
A gunshot rang out.
It was the two soldiers who were relatively weaker in calmness. After an accident occurred, they subconsciously pulled the trigger and pointed it at Gala.
"Ah!
Gala and the others, however, had more than 20 people gathered together and were waiting to be slaughtered like pigs.
No matter how mediocre a person's spear skills were, as long as they pulled the trigger, they would be able to knock down a few people.
Gala immediately pulled the trigger when he saw his comrade fall down while screaming.
At this time, who the f * ck cared that there was a bulletproof glass wall in front of the enemy?
Shoot your sister first, then we'll talk.
Compared to his subordinates, Gala's reaction time was too fast.
Just like how he had already figured out that the person was hiding behind that rock and that Shangdao Yinghua would viciously chop down her sabre, that person would only be able to rush out in time and land on the glass wall and cause chaos. Someone would shoot at them and then suddenly drop to the ground.
Although Great Coler and the rest had bulletproof glass defensive lines, the holes they had prepared for shooting were all around one meter in height.
Before they started fighting, they would definitely sweep through those standing.
Thus, Gala, who fell to the ground in advance, would definitely not be shot.
Gala rolled a few meters on the ground and stuck to the bulletproof glass. Then, he suddenly raised his head and shouted at his men: "Charge, charge out!"
As he howled, an expression of pain appeared on his face.
Not because he was hurt.
It wasn't because he was afraid.
It was because he was truly reluctant to part with them. The twenty over elite teams of Nanfang were going to be wiped out here today.
He'd long since known of this result.
However, he did not have the ability to save these people.
This was Shangdao Yinghua's decision.
In order to let Lee Nanfang regain his confidence, Shangdao Yinghua didn't even care about her own life and death.
After the gunshots, Gala saw at least seven to eight of his men scream and fall to the ground.
Fortunately, these people were not inexperienced and knew what to do in order to deal with the sudden killing.
The others immediately fell to the ground and scrambled towards the entrance of the cave.
As long as they could reach the firewall made of bulletproof glass, they could fire angry bullets at the enemies hiding in the back if they couldn't defend themselves.
Of the twenty plus people, as long as a third made it through alive, they would be able to reap the lives of their enemies.
After the gunshots, Great Coler and the rest instinctively hid behind the glass line in order to avoid the random shots.
A Dwarf could easily shoot a few of them.
Not to mention that Shangdao Yinghua had brandished her broken blade with both of her hands like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unleashing her godly powers over and over again before the shooting started.
It was also a mess over here. No one dared to shoot without permission. All they could do was yell, drop to the ground, and roll in all directions.
As for Lee Nanfang.
He dove his head into the crowd and messed up the formation of Great Coler's group. Before he could get up, Shangdao Yinghua had already caught up with him.
If there weren't so many people around, Lee Nanfang would be able to jump up quickly after landing.
He didn't even need to bring out his Military Thorn s. With just his hands, he could take care of Shangdao Yinghua, who was like a mad tiger.
But there were too many people around him, more than thirty.
These people were obstructing his way, they were simply a burden to Lee Nanfang.
Lee Nanfang couldn't possibly deal with Shangdao Yinghua after dealing with them, right?
More importantly, Lee Nanfang had to protect Sui Yueyue.
He had to protect Sui Yueyue.
Firstly, no matter what, Sui Yueyue could not die. This was the official Chinese meaning that Yue Zitong expressed when negotiating with her that day.
This woman had the heavy responsibility of taking back her homeland.
Secondly, there was still Lee Nanfang's child in Sui Yueyue's stomach.
Therefore, even if Sui Yueyue didn't carry that heavy burden, Lee Nanfang wouldn't let her get hurt.
Coincidentally, Shangdao Yinghua seized this opportunity. After killing a few soldiers who were blocking the way, she threw herself at Sui Yueyue.
It seemed that she had given up on chasing Lee Nanfang.
But killing Sui Yueyue could be considered as carrying the burden of a heavyweight.
He had to kill this vicious woman.
If it wasn't for Sui Yueyue's treachery and her fake promise to plot with her in the karst cave, how could Shangdao Yinghua have lost all her troops?
Therefore, the person Shangdao Yinghua hated the most now was Sui Yueyue.
Shangdao Yinghua's hatred made her crazy. She didn't realize that after killing a few people in a row, Great Coler and the others would rather get shot than get too close to her.
Within a few seconds, Shangdao Yinghua's surroundings had turned into a vacuum.
The gunshots were still resounding. Both sides had chosen to rush out of the cave at the same time.
No one allowed Lee Nanfang to get in his way, so what right did Shangdao Yinghua have to think that she could kill Sui Yueyue?
Shouldn't she take advantage of the chaos and mix with the enemy and me to get out of the cave first?
It looks like hatred can indeed make people lose their rationality.
"Sui Yueyue, I'll kill you!"
Shangdao Yinghua screamed as the broken blade transformed into a cold light, piercing through the night sky like a bolt of lightning, slicing towards Sui Yueyue's neck.
Just as Sui Yueyue had nowhere to hide and could only scream as she closed her eyes in anticipation of her death, a black thorn suddenly emerged from the darkness like a dragon and blocked Shangdao Yinghua's broken blade.
Upon seeing this black thorn, Shangdao Yinghua's Pupillary Pupil abruptly shrunk.
Black stinger.
Residual Soul.
Divine Weapon of this world!
Ever since she started practicing her saber arts, Shangdao Yinghua became very interested in the world's cold weapons.
This was just like people who liked cars. They would always be able to read the world's luxury car brands, performance, prices, and other numbers with their mouths wide open.
Even though there was no officially certified weapon manual, the world's most powerful cold weapons could always be found on the internet.
Brazilian chain hammers, America machetes, that sort of thing.
However, almost every post that truly understood cold weapons mentioned a type of Military Thorn.
The black Military Thorn is called the Residual Soul.
In this world, there were only twelve of these Military Thorn. It was said that they were forged by the Chinese authorities using the Mysterious Ten Thousand Year Iron at the bottom of the East Sea using an ancient forging technique.
Residual Soul, Residual Soul!
When Residual Soul killed people, not only could they take a person's life, they could also cause a person's soul to be assassinated.
The name of the black thorn was overbearing, but it was still a weapon.
Whether a weapon was powerful or not depended on who was using it.
If the one who used the Residual Soul was a beautiful woman like Helan Xiaoxin, the effect it would have was probably not much better than the watermelon knife.
But what if it was the legendary China Longteng December that had never lost?
Then, Residual Soul would be the most elite soldier in the world.
Naturally, everyone who liked to study modern cold weapons would be interested in the legendary Residual Soul.
Like a guy driving a little Otto, who dreams of owning a black Rolls-Royce.
Shangdao Yinghua, who had fallen in love with cold weapons due to her body's transformation, naturally hoped that one day she would be able to have one. No, as long as she could see it for herself.
If it was anyone else, it would not be so easy to see the true body of the Residual Soul.
However, it was possible that Shangdao Yinghua had personally witnessed it.
Because her man, Lee Nanfang's teacher, Xie Qingshang, was one of the original owners of the twelve Residual Soul s.
As long as he could serve Boss Lee well — — Look at that Military Thorn, it shouldn't be too much of a requirement, right?
In any case, Shangdao Yinghua only looked at it and didn't intend to keep it for herself.
Just like how she never knew that her man had such a black thorn.
Now, she saw the world's divine weapon, the Residual Soul.
When her pupils suddenly shrank, they could burst out with terrifying light at the same time.
God, how nice to her.
Well, that left her speechless.
Not only did he arrange for her to die in the hands of the man she loved the most, he was even assassinated by the Residual Soul and black thorns that she longed for the most.
Shangdao Yinghua was inexplicably happy. She stopped her broken sabre and looked at the man who stabbed her in the throat after opening her sabre. She smiled and said softly, "Nanfang —"
A shrill and shrill scream interrupted the words that Shangdao Yinghua wanted to say the most right before she died.
In the chaos, both sides inside the cave rushed towards the entrance.
They all wanted to leave this place and fight to the death in the broad night sky.
He did not know who it was, but he had closed the cave entrance and the light beam above the passage.
The spotlight illuminated the entrance of the cave and the tunnel that was only a few dozen meters long.
It was just that Shangdao Yinghua was so engrossed in her killing just now and Lee Nanfang was so engrossed in her defense that he didn't notice what was happening over there.
Until this scream.
With so many people engaged in a chaotic battle, with bullets flying everywhere and people being shot at, it was very normal for them to let out screams of despair.
If that was the case, then why was Lee Nanfang able to distinguish the source of the scream with his sharp senses? It must have come from Yue Zitong!
The reason was simple.
There were four women at the scene.
Sui Yueyue, Shangdao Yinghua, Michel, and even Yue Zitong.
Sui Yueyue, Shangdao Yinghua is all in front of Jack.
Michel's scream — F * ck, how could it be so pleasant to listen to!
Therefore, the one who uttered that melodious scream could only be Yue Zitong.
Lee Nanfang, who was about to pierce through Shangdao Yinghua's throat, stopped and looked up.
He saw the entrance of the karst cave through the brightly lit tunnel at a 30 degree angle.
He saw Yue Zitong, who had blood spurting from her left shoulder, leap over the fence and fly towards the three hundred meter deep abyss like a butterfly.