The Romantic Soldier King

"You are very strong. I might not be your match." After a brief look at each other, High Niu Chuan was the first to break the silence. His eyebrows were tightly knitted, and he was extremely shocked. Since when did Eastsea City have such a powerful expert?

"Since you know you're no match for me, then where did you get the guts to attack me?" The female assassin's expression was natural as she looked contemptuously at Chuan Yi, not putting him in her eyes at all.

Chuanyi snorted coldly, "Arrogant and conceited."

"Why don't you try and see if he's arrogant or not. Right now, I'll give you two choices. Either he dies, or both of you die." The female assassin was extremely unyielding, and her tone of voice didn't allow for half a beat.

"That's exactly what I was thinking."

Borrowing the recoil from the huge rock, his entire body shot out like a cannonball, releasing a sonic boom, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the female assassin. The female assassin, seeing the situation, did not panic, she waved her palm, releasing a palm strike straight at him.

"Bang."

The seemingly slender jade hand actually contained endless strength, forcefully pushing Chuchu back more than a dozen steps.

The two of them moved quickly, and even Ye Cheng was unable to keep up with them. At first, he thought he was only slightly weaker than them, but he never expected the gap to be so wide.

"Looks like I need to train hard in the near future. Otherwise, I won't be able to keep up with the times." Ye Cheng sighed. In the past, he had always been the main character in battles. But now, he was just a supporting role in a magnificent battle.

On the other side, Number Fifteen stared at the two's figures. Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"I forgot about you, you bastard."

Ye Cheng let out a strange cry and rushed towards Number Fifteen, who was hiding in the bushes. Since he couldn't beat the old one, he would bully the little one.

No.15 quickly took out his Desert Eagle and fired several times. Even though he was in a hurry, his shots almost hit Ye Cheng.

This person couldn't afford to have such an exquisite marksmanship. If he was ambushed, his head might explode.

Ye Cheng bypassed a few of his bullets, and borrowing the darkness of the night, he used his figure to unceasingly dodge. Taking advantage of the moment when number fifteen was finished, he suddenly jumped out from a bush to the side, and a rock appeared out of nowhere in his hand, hitting Number Fifteen's head. With a miserable scream, Number Fifteen's body was sent flying away along with the shattered rock, along with his brain.

On the other side, Chuan Yi and the female assassin were having an intense fight. The area where they were fighting was covered by a cloud of sawdust. A huge tree, five to six meters long, had collapsed on the ground.

With a forceful exchange, the two palms collided in midair. Only a slight clanging sound was heard, as if metal was clashing against metal. Was Ye Cheng still human?

After that, the two of them quickly separated as if they had a tacit understanding of each other. The female assassin looked at Chuan Yi with interest: "From your tone just now, you don't sound like a native, do you? From the island? "

Chuanyi was noncommittal, but his expression was solemn. The strength of this female assassin far exceeded his budget. It was only a matter of time before he lost if he didn't want to think of a way.

Seeing the expression on Sichuan's face, Ye Cheng became even more worried for him. This was the first time he had longed for the island's people to win. After all, Chuchu Yi had won and saved his own life.

"To think that someone from the island would be so arrogant." The female assassin sneered, "This is not what you guys are talking about. Besides, even if I was with you, I would still be able to do whatever you want."

The female assassin looked contemptuously at Chuanyi and at Ye Cheng, "Doggie."

"Grandmother of a bear." It wasn't scary to be looked down upon by others, but it would be too embarrassing if one didn't dare to say anything about it. It was really a disgrace to a man's face, but let's just let it pass for the sake of beauties.

Ye Cheng tried to comfort himself. He was truly afraid that he would be unable to hold back and scold her, causing her to go crazy and press him to death.

"You are very strong, but if you say that you can do whatever you want in my country, then you think too highly of yourself." Chuchu spoke slowly, his voice neither slow nor slow. To have such a profound cultivation base like this, he must have some skills. He definitely wouldn't be so easily angered.

"Oh, really?" The female assassin asked.

For some reason, Chuanyi felt a sense of crisis and subconsciously told himself that this woman was very scary. She looked petite yet she looked like a wild beast, trying to swallow everything in her path.

This time, his fist easily struck the female assassin, but at the same time, he noticed that something was amiss. This was only the female assassin's cloak, and the female assassin was already ten meters away looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. "So fast."

The female assassin said, "You're too slow. I'm afraid you won't even be able to touch me if you're this slow."

The strong were experts, they had privileges wherever they went, even if it was a life and death battle. He had used all sorts of deceiving and deceiving techniques to trick and trick little dolls, but he had only taken a glance at the body of the female assassin.

No one knew whether or not Chuan Yi would be angered to death by Ye Cheng's idea. Everyone was as lustful as you were, and their thoughts were as vulgar and vulgar as yours.

"Oh, is that slow? Then I'll recover quickly as well." As he spoke, Chuan Yi shouted, and the clothes he was originally wearing were all ripped open, revealing the shiny yet firm tendons underneath.

Then, his figure flashed several times in the air, and appeared in front of the female assassin. The two of them were once again fighting, but this time, it was obvious that the female assassin was much faster, her palm techniques were progressing step by step, and Chuan Yi's defense, which was originally as solid as jade, was slowly being pushed back by the female assassin's palm.

The female assassin's slender hand contained an unimaginable power, which was like a poisonous dragon drilling. Soon, it tore open Chuanyi's defense, changed the form of her palm, and fiercely smashed on his chest. Chuanyi was sent flying, but he immediately stopped.

A trace of blood slowly dripped down from the corner of Chuanyi's mouth, "You're very strong, but if you're that strong, then you won't be far off from death." There was blood at the corner of Chuanyi's mouth as he smiled coldly.

The female assassin smiled disdainfully. "Anyone can brag."

"You'll know soon enough whether it's bragging or not." Chuan Yi said coldly.

"Backward, backward, backward."

With Chuan Yi at the center, he was surrounded by countless sharp steel wires. These steel wires danced around him as if they were alive.

"Go to hell." Chuan shouted loudly, and the steel wire surrounding him shot towards the female assassin from all directions. The steel wire was extremely sharp, and anything it touched was cut in half. The cut was very neat, even the giant rocks were no exception.

"F * ck, these people are so strong they don't make sense." Ye Cheng muttered to himself. He yearned for power, "However, the steel wire in his hand is really good. I wonder what kind of material it is made of."

The female assassin saw that the string was cutting through rocks as if it was tofu, and her brows tightened. "This weapon is not bad. I will accept it."

Surrounded by the string, the female assassin's shadow easily dodged Chuan Yi's attack like a cat charmingly, "But I'm not using this weapon myself, but giving it to my subordinates. After all, I don't really like this trash weapon, no matter how strong the weapon is, it's just an external object, not comparable to the power of your own cultivation. I'll show you the power of cat dancing in the night sky."

The female assassin had just finished her words when she closed her eyes. Her breathing was steady, and the pair of white rabbits on her chest were trembling as they moved up and down.

Although she closed her eyes, she traversed through the forest like she was walking on flat land. Soon, she arrived in front of Chuanyi, a hand gently pressing against his body. The violent energy behind him caused Chuanyi to retreat continuously.

"Damn it." Chuan roared and lost his initial calmness. He was horrified to find that he could not keep up with the female assassin's speed. Before she could stabilize herself, the female assassin was already in front of him.

"Go to hell, you little slut." He was risking his own injury to injure the female assassin. Not only were his steel wire extremely sharp, it also had poison on it. As long as one touched it a little bit, those who did not have a deep inner strength would die without a doubt.

The female assassin's palm landed on his chest as he wished, hitting his internal organs till they felt displaced, spitting out large amounts of blood. However, he did not seem to care, and instead revealed a calm expression, "Haha, die, little slut."

However, what surprised him was that it only covered his shadow. She herself had appeared behind him at some point, and was greatly alarmed. However, her movements did not slow down as she turned around to retreat.

"Too late." Just as her palm was about to hit Zhongchuan, a gunshot sounded out. A bullet shot through the air, mixed with a tongue of fire, through her slender little hand, and blood slowly flowed down her hand.

The female assassin's expression did not change as she stared at Ye Cheng, "I had forgotten about you."

With that, he stopped fighting and turned around, disappearing into the night.

Chuan gasped for breath. He was just about to be killed. He looked at Ye Cheng gratefully and said, "I owe you a favor. If you have any difficulties, you can come and find me anytime."

As he spoke, he disappeared into the night. He had received quite a few injuries and needed to take a good rest.

Ye Cheng sneered as he looked at Chuan Yi's disappearing figure. My problem is how to make you die, but unfortunately you won't agree.

Just as he was about to leave, his phone vibrated. It was a text from An Gaohan.

At the same time, you also need to note that there is a new killer organization in Eastsea City called the New World, which uses numbers to replace the names. There are a total of 100 members in the team, and all of them are experts.

"Changing the weather, I'm afraid it won't be this simple." Ye Cheng smiled. These were only on the surface. Who knew if there would be other organizations like the Bloody Society.

How could I have suddenly thought of the Bloody Society? Ye Cheng laughed self-deprecatingly. Before the storm approached, he should first properly increase his cultivation. It wasn't like he could shoot his enemy every time he pulled the trigger.