Strongest Guard

Yue Zitong couldn't say what the drug was for a long time. Yang Xiao was about to get angry, but he suddenly understood.    

    

There was no medicine more powerful than her healing panacea!    

    

Yue Zitong's words were pure nonsense to "despise" her.    

    

Since there was no stronger medicine, it proved that Yang Xiao's medicine was the best.    

    

Her mood immediately improved.    

    

Couldn't be bothered to discuss this issue with Yue Zitong, he snorted lightly and said, "Humph, do you want to go see what happened to Lee Nanfang? If you don't want to, then just sit here. I'm going to watch a good show. "    

    

As long as Yang Xiao didn't ask for a stronger drug, Yue Zitong would raise her hands up in approval no matter what she said she was going to do, even if it was to bang on the door of hell.    

    

Moreover, Yang Xiao suggested that they go to see Lee Nanfang.    

    

Of course Yue Zitong would go.    

    

It was also as if after Yang Xiao asked this question, Yue Zitong heard the sound of gunfire from the cliff above.    

    

In fact, gunfire had been going on up there all along.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't hear him. That was because she had risked her life several times in this period of time. She didn't even have the time to care about him. Who would care about anything else?    

    

"Go, of course we'll go!"    

    

After hearing the gunshots, Yue Zitong, who had just calmed down, jumped up from the rock and shouted with a murderous intent, "Let's go together. I want to see who bullied Lee Nanfang in my absence. I'm sure I can't spare those people — you help me. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life.    

    

Yang Xiao was incredibly envious of Yue Zitong as she jumped up into the air and started running around like a headless fly, looking for the back of the road on the cliff.    

    

This girl who pretended to be cold and proud in front of others and was unattainable in private was actually the happiest.    

    

At the very least, he would be much happier than her.    

    

"If only I were her."    

    

Yang Xiao said in a low voice. With a flash of his body, he caught up to Yue Zitong who was trying to climb up the tree.    

    

He did not care about how she felt, just like how he had held Sui Yueyue hostage that night, holding her under his ribs like a puppet and touching the ground with his toes.    

    

Under the bright moonlight, a White Shadow flew west like a ghost from the Underworld.    

    

Under the moonlight, the furious screams of a certain pretty lady who cared a lot about her face drifted about.    

    

It was a perfect combination with the gunshots on the cliff and the screams that came from everywhere.    

    

Camon was trembling.    

    

His body was trembling, his legs were trembling, and so was his heart.    

    

He really wanted to ask his God, what the hell was that person that jumped into the Three Kingdoms' elite special forces!    

    

Why didn't the bullet hit him?    

    

Even if it hit, it wouldn't die.    

    

What was that thing!    

    

Camon was a top student who had graduated from a famous military academy in the West. Not only did he have outstanding leadership skills, he had also researched all the war of surprise attacks in the history of recent generations.    

    

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been appointed as the commander in chief of this beheading operation to command the elites of the three kingdoms.    

    

Camon was someone who had seen a big scene before.    

    

However, he had never seen this demon before.    

    

Call it a demon.    

    

Because other than the term demon, Camon didn't know what language to use to describe that person.    

    

Perhaps, that person was not a person at all.    

    

These were the demons that had escaped from the Nether Realm.    

    

No matter how powerful a normal person was, it was impossible for him to be as terrifying as a demon.    

    

The devil is killing.    

    

No!    

    

Not killing, but killing.    

    

What other word could it be to describe the state of the Three Kingdoms' elite special forces, where they died tragically at the hands of the demons?    

    

Camon didn't know.    

    

Really, I don't know!    

    

He could only watch on helplessly as one, one subordinate after another was grabbed by the demons. Amidst low, hoarse roars, the bodies of the elite special forces of the three nations were torn into two.    

    

Or maybe, his head was simply smashed by a demon, using his head, fists, or even a single blow!    

    

It was like a rotten watermelon that had been smashed apart by a hammer.    

    

"God, God, what is that? "Be merciful and tell your people what it is."    

    

Camon drew a cross in front of his chest. His eyes looked at the demons that were charging towards him in a daze as he muttered to himself and forgot to run away.    

    

At least 20 elite soldiers were dozens of meters away in front of Camon.    

    

But they were not fighting the demons, they were — running away.    

    

They were screaming and crying. They threw away their rifles, sabers, and sabers. Then, they covered their heads with their hands and ran for their lives.    

    

While fleeing in panic, someone fell to the ground.    

    

Before he could reach the entrance of the cave, he had killed two of the enemy's elites in a row and got up. The devil descended from the sky and ferociously stomped his right foot on the back of his head.    

    

Puff.    

    

There was a muffled sound of something being stepped on, and his brain, mixed with blood, splashed far away under the moonlight.    

    

"Camon, Camon, run, quickly retreat!"    

    

Camon's deputy, seeing that he was in trouble, reached out to grab his arm, turned around and ran.    

    

At this moment, what was it about beheading Sui Yueyue at night, then splitting the three nations' Golden Triangle equally, and so on?    

    

Flee!    

    

He could only run back to his home country as fast as he could, hide in the most sturdy fortress, and cover his head with his hands, only then would he be able to get down to business.    

    

The assistant did not understand.    

    

He really did not understand!    

    

At the beginning of the beheading operation, everything went smoothly, just like what they had planned before the war. There were no surprises.    

    

According to the latest intelligence, after splitting the troops into three groups, they were led directly to the southern part of Opium Poppy Valley cave by Camon and his assistant. They were prepared to destroy Sui Yueyue and the others inside the cave in one fell swoop.    

    

When they reached the cave, in the bright moonlight, they saw a man standing on the parapet of a cliff.    

    

There were also a lot of people running out of the karst cave while shouting.    

    

Without even needing Camon to give the order, hundreds of special forces elites had already opened fire.    

    

To all the enemies, including the guy who was standing on the fence and dying.    

    

The enemies that had just escaped the cave screamed and fell to the ground.    

    

Only the person who should have been shot down the cliff flipped over and rushed over like a demon.    

    

Then, the nightmare started.    

    

So many people.    

    

There were so many heavily armed elites, yet they couldn't stop the nightmare from beginning.    

    

"Could it be that God didn't want Sui Yueyue to die and wanted her to establish her country, so he arranged for this demon to come out and stop our decapitation?"    

    

Camon suddenly had this thought in his heart and forcefully pulled away from his assistant.    

    

He did not run.    

    

Instead, he walked towards the demon with a silly smile on his face.    

    

"Camon, Camon, what are you going to do? "Come back, come back!"    

    

When his assistant, who had been heavily thrown to the ground by Jack, saw that not only did he not retreat, but instead walked towards the devil, he was both frightened and frightened.    

    

However, just as he took a step forward, he suddenly stopped.    

    

The assistant saw with his own eyes that Camon actually walked in front of the demon, crossing his hands rapidly on his forehead and chest as he shouted, "I am the descendant of God! Demon, back off! Back off! "Wherever you come from, go back!"    

    

The demon whose body was covered in blood and whose eyes were blood-red stopped in front of Camon.    

    

He didn't make a move and just stared at him.    

    

It was as if the devil was listening to Camon.    

    

He could also feel the righteous energy from the people of God's body. It was not something he could casually violate.    

    

"Could it be that God is about to take this demon with him?"    

    

Sui Yueyue, who was watching in a daze, also ran out of the karst cave with the support of Michel.    

    

He saw it all.    

    

Everyone saw this.    

    

All the sounds of gunfire, screams, running, and killing froze at this moment.    

    

Everyone stared blankly at Camon. They bravely stood in front of the demon and quickly crossed their legs as they loudly recited the Bible.    

    

"Is … Is that Lee Nanfang?"    

    

Sui Yueyue pursed her lips with difficulty and muttered, "Will he be afraid of the people of God?"    

    

She wanted to say how he could have become like that.    

    

But as the words came out of his mouth, he remembered that when he started killing in the karst cave, it was already like this.    

    

He asked him if he would be afraid of the people of God.    

    

If that were the case, Sui Yueyue would believe in God right away.    

    

All day long, it was not a complete day without reciting thirty of the Bible's classic sentences.    

    

Michel, who was supporting Sister Yue, also nodded with difficulty, "Yes, yes. He, he should be afraid of God's people. Otherwise, why would he stop killing? "    

    

Sui Yueyue blinked her eyes and asked again, "How did he become like this? So terrifying?"    

    

"I don't know either."    

    

Michel answered honestly.    

    

After seeing the broken limbs and dead people on the ground, even though Michel had killed countless people, he still shuddered and whispered, "Sister Yue, it seems like you have to believe in God now."    

    

Camon, who believed in God, was greatly emboldened by his courage and thought it was the most correct thing he had done in his life.    

    

Thus, after he turned the tide and blocked the killing demon, he felt that his entire body was suffused with a sacred radiance.    

    

He could not be hurt!    

    

Not even demons.    

    

Not only could the demons not harm him, they were also afraid of him!    

    

Thus, Camon bravely took another step forward and firmly stared into the eyes of the demon as he loudly yelled, "My great lord!"    

    

My great Lord is the last five words Camon said in this life.    

    

Then, everyone who was paying attention to this side saw the demon suddenly raise its hand.    

    

One punch!    

    

Just hit Camon's good head until it exploded.    

    

It was like using a hammer to smash a watermelon.    

    

Puff!    

    

"Ah!    

    

Red and white brains sprayed out from under the moonlight before the entire world came alive.    

    

The bloody scene which was bloody to the extreme made everyone who was staring at the devil realize in an instant that the people of God were also killed by the devil without a mistake.    

    

If he didn't leave now, then when?    

    

The scene was in chaos once again.    

    

After pausing for a minute, the demon pounced on the pitiful human race.    

    

Miserable screams rang out once more.    

    

At the same time, there was also the sound of gunfire.    

    

Suddenly, more gunshots were heard from the foot of the mountain.    

    

Camon's deputy was overjoyed.    

    

He thought that besides the central army, the other left and right army troops had come to meet them.    

    

Although the demons didn't seem to be afraid of bullets and the charging subordinates couldn't stop them, as long as there were many of them, they would always be able to give him a sense of security.    

    

So the assistant ran and yelled, "Hurry, hurry!"    

    

His summons had an instantaneous effect.    

    

A bullet!    

    

It hit him right in the heart.    

    

The deputy dived down the hill, jerked back, and slowly fell to his knees.    

    

He tried to press his hand against the wound to heal it.    

    

However, blood still gushed out from his five fingers.    

    

His pupils rapidly expanded as he saw a flag.    

    

It was a plain white flag.    

    

A black dragon with bared fangs and brandished claws was embroidered on the white flag.    

    

After the flag of the Black Dragon army appeared, dozens of black figures pounced over from the moonlight.