Strongest Guard

If he stomped on Xiao Mu's neck, it would immediately snap. It would be his only fate.    

    

The owner of this foot had such a powerful leg strength, but Xiao Mu was more afraid of it.    

    

What he was afraid of was that the second time he pulled the trigger, the target that was rushing towards him was at least a dozen meters away, right?    

    

Even the flying Bolt, who was three times faster, would not be able to reach him in such a short amount of time.    

    

"He's not human, he's a ghost!"    

    

Anyone who encountered this phenomenon that could not be explained by science would have the same idea as Xiao Mu.    

    

Xiao Mu thought like this, but even though he was scared to death, his instinct for cruel training prompted him to pull out the military knife at his waist and stab it towards the owner of the foot.    

    

Just as he stabbed out with his saber, indescribable pain suddenly came from his wrist.    

    

He could no longer control his calmness, and could only open his mouth and scream miserably, "Ah!"    

    

That foot easily hit Xiao Mu's left wrist when he was about to stab his leg.    

    

Xiao Mu's wrist was also quite strong and robust.    

    

However, under the kick, it was not much better than a straw. It was broken and his left hand was pressed against his arm.    

    

No one could have received such a heavy blow.    

    

Not even the special forces.    

    

When Xiao Mu fired his second shot, he was surprised that he had lost his target. He did not know that the Second Lieutenant and the others had all seen the shadow appear in front of him at a speed that could not be seen with the naked eye.    

    

Everyone was stunned.    

    

They truly could not believe that they would encounter such a situation in broad daylight.    

    

It was only when Xiao Mu's tragic scream, through the Bluetooth communication device, rang the Second Lieutenant's eardrums that he suddenly became clear-headed. With a tiger's roar, he jumped out from the hidden weeds and pounced over there without even taking a gun.    

    

The enemy had already closed in on his comrade, causing devastating harm to him. If he continued to fire at this time, he might accidentally hurt Xiao Mu, so the second lieutenant could only rush over quickly, hoping that he could stop the enemy from killing him in time.    

    

The soldiers closest to Xiao Mu all thought the same. They all roared and jumped up, jumping over there as fast as they could.    

    

However, it was very obvious that no matter how fast their pouncing speed was, they could not be like their enemies. They could only helplessly look at their enemies, bent over, and hold Xiao Mu back.    

    

As the sand and dust flew in the air, the Second Lieutenant and the others saw with their own eyes that the black shadow was grabbing Xiao Mu's helmet with one hand and grabbing his neck with the other.    

    

"No!"    

    

The Second Lieutenant roared and staggered before falling heavily to the ground.    

    

He could tell from Shadow's actions that he was going to break Xiao Mu's neck.    

    

And he, who was the first to activate his body and rush over, was still more than 20 meters away from Xiao Mu.    

    

Seeing his comrade-in-arms about to be broken by the enemy, the Second Lieutenant was scared out of his wits, and his pouncing movements were affected. He tripped over something unknown and fell to the ground.    

    

But if he said no, would the enemy let go?    

    

Who knows.    

    

As the Second Lieutenant fell to the ground, he heard the eerie laughter of a woman suddenly resounding, suppressing the dust that filled the sky.    

    

Yang Guanguan especially liked the ineffective actions of her prey's companions when she was killing someone, in order to save him.    

    

The more anxious the Second Lieutenant and the others were, the more excited she felt. On the contrary, she wasn't in a hurry to break Xiao Mu's neck.    

    

She wanted to wait for the Second Lieutenant to get up and throw himself a meter in front of her before she suddenly turned her right hand!    

    

After that, the child's head would be turned back in a very playful manner.    

    

She believed that these soldiers who had pounced on her would feel even more miserable if they could 'admire' their comrades being killed at such a close distance. They wouldn't rest in peace even if they died.    

    

She especially liked this feeling and couldn't help but laugh sinisterly. Her slender fingers even gently caressed Xiao Mu's chin.    

    

This was a boy that was possibly even younger than her. His mouth had just revealed a green and hollow beard, and between his brows, there was even a hint of childishness.    

    

Before he became a soldier, he should have been a parent's favorite, a good boy.    

    

And after his death?    

    

How sad his parents would be — Yang Guanguan never thought about it.    

    

Because this problem would affect the pleasure she could get from killing people.    

    

She would only let out a happy smile and wait for the Second Lieutenant and the others to charge at her.    

    

Xiao Mu, whose wrist was broken by the kick, had fainted from the pain.    

    

At this moment, he was like a lifeless scarecrow that could only be killed by others.    

    

The second lieutenant finally got up and jumped three meters away with his two comrades.    

    

Then, they saw Yang Guanguan — ah, no, they didn't see Yang Guanguan. They only saw one ghost girl, one female ghost!    

    

The ghost lady's face was covered in blood. Her tongue was sticking out from the corner of her mouth, hanging down to her chin. One of her eyeballs was rolling back and forth on the bridge of her nose.    

    

Such a terrifying appearance was worthy of her laughter.    

    

When the three envoys saw Yang Guanguan's respectful expression, they froze for a moment before starting to move again.    

    

No matter where this female ghost came from, no matter how evil and terrifying she was, they would not just sit by and watch their comrades get their necks twisted.    

    

Yang Guanguan's right hand began to exert strength.    

    

No one could stop her from twisting Xiao Mu's neck in 0.01 seconds.    

    

No one!    

    

Perhaps, there was only that old monk who hated the sound of the flames?    

    

Yang Guanguan also knew that when the old monk was reciting the《 Great Sorrowful Curse》, she had also heard an elder recite it before when she was still at Flame Valley.    

    

However, at that time, no matter how many times she listened, her emotions wouldn't change in the slightest. She would act like a dying old lady and use this method to reminisce about her youth.    

    

However, the old monk's "Great Sorrowful Curse" had an unspeakable annoyance to it.    

    

His blood was boiling, and he was even feeling uncomfortable.    

    

She would kill anyone who dared to make Yang Guanguan uncomfortable!    

    

Therefore, she wanted to use the cover of the sandstorm to rush over to the wedding site, but changed her mind. First, she would take care of this old bald donkey who begged along the street with a broken bowl, and then she would leisurely go to the wedding to "sightsee".    

    

However, what she did not expect was that the old bald donkey had soldiers protecting him.    

    

Fortunately, these stupid soldiers had warned her at the first shot.    

    

Otherwise, Yang Guanguan, who was caught off guard, would have had her head smashed through by now.    

    

Ever since she was beaten by Lin Yiting's Death Soldier, Yang Guanguan especially hates gunmen – if you have the ability, put down your gun and let's fight one on one.    

    

Xiao Mu, who was ordered to act, would only be able to kill her after the shot and warning.    

    

But Yang Guanguan didn't.    

    

She would only become a ghost when she sensed danger.    

    

The moment the bullet flew out, Yang Guanguan had already arrived beside Xiao Mu.    

    

Yang Guanguan was slightly surprised by Xiao Mu's keen sixth sense.    

    

However, this couldn't move Yang Guanguan's "love of talent". She could punish him however she wanted.    

    

When Yang Guanguan was about to break Xiao Mu's neck, the damn old bald donkey, once again, let out a burning sound.    

    

The Diamond Sutra.    

    

This was one of the most important scriptures of the buddhist faith. It was much more effective for eliminating and suppressing demonic Evil Qi, much more powerful than the "Great Sorrowful Curse".    

    

Yang Guanguan was about to break Xiao Mu's movement when she suddenly froze. She then raised her head and yelled towards Master Empty, "Old bald donkey, are you tired of living?"    

    

As she said this, she kicked with her right foot.    

    

The three Lieutenants, who never stopped because of Fen Yin, were like soccer balls shooting at a goal. Borrowing the force of the northwest wind, they flew straight for seven to eight meters before they had time to let out miserable groans after they landed.    

    

"Ahhh, hah, hah, perennials of the Apollo --"    

    

After the old bald donkey was warned, not only did he not stop chanting, he started chanting even more quickly. His voice became louder and his killing intent became stronger.    

    

The high monks of the Buddhist Sangha were not the only ones to exorcise the masses. When it was time to kill, they would not be lenient.    

    

This point could be seen from the fact that the Diamond Sutra possessed a certain degree of demonic dispelling ability.    

    

Exorcism.    

    

As the name implied, exorcism was exorcism. It had no effect on normal people.    

    

The greater the demonic nature of the person, the deeper the meaning of the Diamond Sutra.    

    

"Old bald donkey!"    

    

Upon hearing the scripture, Yang Guanguan, whose vital energy and blood had actually been surging, suddenly shrieked sharply and roared madly towards the sky.    

    

She thought it was fun.    

    

Even though she felt very, very uncomfortable in her heart, to the point where her mind blended with her own, seeing the four legendary heavenly kings standing in the clouds, lowering her head and shouting at her: "Evil creature, why aren't you obediently showing your true form, how long do you have to wait?! Could it be that you want to follow the example of Bai Suanzhen, that monster, and be taken in by my disciple Fa Hai at the foot of the Thunder Peak Tower?! "    

    

Yang Guanguan really did not like seeing such illusions. With a single thought, she would let out a series of wild howls, which were full of evil factors.    

    

Well, evil.    

    

The evil aura that filled the sky was like an invisible, monstrous wave that fiercely crashed towards Master Empty.    

    

If someone was beside Master Empty, they would see that the veins on both sides of the old monk's forehead were bulging.    

    

Her snow-white eyebrows trembled uncontrollably.    

    

At this moment, his face that was like an old orange peel was red like a pig skin that had been scraped apart.    

    

The speed at which he was chanting the sutra in his mouth had reached its limit.    

    

The buddhist beads in his hand were like assembly lines, quickly being transferred into his hand.    

    

A foot high, a foot high.    

    

Although Master Empty's cultivation was not shallow, especially after he used his trump card ability to drive his mind and recite the "Diamond Sutra" loudly, the peaceful power that he emitted could definitely dissolve the Evil Qi s that were emitted by the First Blood.    

    

However, could Yang Guanguan be compared to the death penalty?    

    

In today's world, those god-like jobs that were praised by tabloid reporters were nothing in her eyes but kittens and puppies.    

    

The old bald man, oh, no, it was the peaceful power that the old monk had released. After meeting the demonic Evil Qi that Yang Guanguan had released, the two different auras crashed together and Master Empty completely collapsed.    

    

He suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Wow, what a mouthful of blood!"    

    

"You reckless old thing, you still want to use your insignificant cultivation experience to contend against me?" Hehe, how many people did you kill? "    

    

After the burning sound suddenly dissipated, Yang Guanguan knew that the old bald donkey had completely collapsed.    

    

After getting rid of this kid who dared to shoot her, he would then break the old bald donkey's head.    

    

Yang Guanguan laughed sinisterly once again. She looked down at Xiao Mu, took a deep breath and was about to exert her strength with her right hand, when a man's voice came from behind: "Let him go."    

    

Jinghong Ming's voice was not loud, nor did he shout hysterically like Master Empty.    

    

It was as if he was just speaking to someone he knew in a very ordinary manner.    

    

However, the hair on Yang Guanguan's back suddenly stood up, grabbed Xiao Mu's chin and loosened.    

    

The unconscious Xiao Mu immediately collapsed onto the ground like a sack.    

    

Yang Guanguan turned around slowly. "Who are you?"