Gou Zai Gaowu Shijie Cheng Shen

Chapter 227 Taking Righteousness [Second Update, Please Vote]

Xu Feng raised his hand and waved it, and a long, six-wheeled delivery truck immediately appeared on the ground.

He originally used this to pack packages.

Now that it's unfolded, it's just the right size to fit the four of them inside.

Immediately, Xu Feng raised his hand and waved, and a specially made hanging net firmly tied everyone to the car.

"You sit in the front of the car and keep an eye on them. I'll take you out, okay?"

Xu Feng looked at the little girl and asked.

The little girl nimbly got into the car, grabbing the metal handle on the front: "Okay!"

next moment.

Under the little girl's astonished gaze, the entire car steadily took to the air.

Xu Feng turned to look ahead, his eyes narrowed, and he immediately floated up and flew away.

Swish!
Like a small train, the car followed Xu Feng and sped out of the prison cell.

Boom boom boom! !
Outside the outpost.

The Crimson Shadow War God's iron fist, like an endless mountain range, crashed down on Zheng Zidan.

The overwhelming power of the intermediate-level War God over the initial-level War God left Zheng Zidan completely breathless.

After initially gaining a slight advantage in their first few encounters, he was completely overwhelmed by his opponent's trade of injuries.

Normally, Zheng Zidan would have seized the opportunity to retreat and used his extensive field combat experience to chase and fight his opponent.

Instead of using one's weaknesses to compete with others' strengths.

But now, he cannot back down.

He can't leave!

Life or death, success or failure, hinges on this day!
Little fish, Daddy's here to save you!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

With a frantic roar, Zheng Zidan suddenly ignored the fist that was about to hit his chest.

Filled with murderous intent, he thrust his sword straight at the opponent's left groin.

boom!
The moment the sword pierced the leg of the Crimson Shadow War God's combat suit, Zheng Zidan was also sent flying by a powerful punch.

"puff!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zheng Zidan grinned maliciously and charged forward again.

It felt like those desperate charges we made when we were engaged in close combat with the enemy on the battlefield back then!
"kill!"

With Zheng Zidan's angry roar, a look of impatience flashed across the face of the Crimson Shadow War God.

boom!
Zheng Zidan was like a madman driven to his final frenzy, charging forward time and time again, only to be repelled.

After four attempts, he finally knelt on the ground, unable to get up.

He coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, which even contained some lumps.

The Crimson Shadow War God sneered and was about to walk towards him.
But then I suddenly realized that my left leg was a little stiff.

He frowned, but then sneered again, speaking fluent Daxia language:
"You almost died just to massage my left leg?"
Hehe, thank you for your kindness, let me take you there—”

But at this moment.

laugh--

A faint tearing sound suddenly rang out in the air.

Crimson Shadow War God's expression changed, and he suddenly leaped to the side.

But it's because of my left leg.

He was ultimately a step too slow!
"puff!"

A golden light flashed past, passing diagonally across his upper body.

Silently.

The Crimson Shadow War God turned around in astonishment.

His entire upper body then slid down from his chest to the ground.

Dust was kicked up.

The body that was still standing in the same place was left with only an extremely smooth cross-section running from its right shoulder to its left hip.

An overwhelming sense of shock appeared in Zheng Zidan's eyes.

Such terrifying destructive power
Let alone a mid-level War God, even a high-level War God probably couldn't withstand this strike!

Is this the power contained within a weapon that surpasses even the God of War?!
He now has a completely new understanding of Xu Feng's statement, "Here, I can probably represent the official position of the Great Xia."

"boom!"

As the corpse fell heavily to the ground, Xu Feng quietly revealed himself.

After turning around, he delivered the final blow to the heart of the God of War.

He walked up to Zheng Zidan and tossed him a bottle of medicine.

"The person was rescued and is now hiding in the distance."

You'd better not die, or that little girl will be very sad.

The idea of ​​sacrificing oneself for righteousness is not used in this kind of situation.

Forget it, you won't listen to me anyway. Focus on healing your wounds.

Xu Feng casually tossed out a sentence, picked up the upper body of the Crimson Shadow War God, and turned to walk into the outpost.

Zheng Zidan knelt there and managed a weak smile. At least, the injuries he had sustained at the cost of half his life had indeed proven useful at the crucial moment.

He then struggled to pick up the medicine from the ground and poured it into his mouth.

Then he slowly lay on his side on the ground and began to recover from his injuries.

however.

In his eyes.

Tears of joy streamed down one side of her face.

finally.

He trembled slightly and sobbed.

It seemed as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances and forbearance she had endured over the years.

Hearing the sobbing behind him, Xu Feng sighed softly.

Put yourself in Xiaodan's shoes; what if she were the one who got arrested?
His eyes immediately darkened, and the killing intent in his chest suddenly erupted.

Swish!
With a swift movement, he vanished.

The heads of two warriors who were about to climb over the city wall at the outpost immediately exploded.

Blood mist splattered everywhere!
boom!
Inside the outpost.

The mid-level War God, dressed in a blue combat uniform, tried to escape several times, but was stopped by the combined attack of Li Wen and Wang Lin.

The outpost was now littered with corpses.

The once prosperous Wolf Eagle Alliance is now reduced to nothing but him, its leader.

They noticed that the second-in-command's movements outside the outpost were gradually fading away.

The blue-clad war god finally laughed: "Hahaha! You bunch of Xia pigs! How dare you provoke our Wolf Eagle Alliance!"

"Once my brother and I join forces, let's see how many blows you can withstand!"

However, before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of Xu Feng carrying his brother's upper body as he slowly walked towards him.

The blue-clad war god was momentarily distracted, and Li Wen crouched down and slashed him in the knee.

"boom!!"

The blade struck precisely at the seam of his combat uniform.

There was no armor there, only stab-proof vests.

This powerful, spinning slash failed to pierce his stab-proof vest.

However, the immense force still penetrated the thin stab-proof vest and struck the blue-clad war god's knee.

With a soft "click," it was as if his kneecap had shifted slightly.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting Li Wen?" Xu Feng looked at the blue-clad war god in surprise.

On the eaves nearby, Wang Lin, who was squatting, shrugged and looked like he didn't understand either.

next moment.

The blue-clad war god, whose movement was restricted, was struck on the chin by Li Wen's butterfly palm strike.

He fell backward with a thud, his chin dislocated.

Before he could back away, Li Wen suddenly grabbed his arms and pulled him back.

Then, he stepped forward and delivered a powerful elbow strike, slamming it heavily into the man's chin.

Smash it completely.

A look of shock and anger flashed in the eyes of the blue-clad war god as he tried to retaliate, but he couldn't find an opening at all.

"Swipe!"

Li Wen's Wing Chun Eight-Cut Blade swiftly slashed across his body like mercury spilling onto the ground.

Even the Blue-Clad Warrior couldn't have imagined this.

The previous evenly matched strength can be completely shattered and one can fall into a disadvantageous position due to a moment of carelessness or distraction.

However, he was unaware of this.

This so-called disadvantage will continue until he dies.

"Tsk, tsk."

Looking at the blue-clad war god who was controlled by Li Wen and could not move forward or backward and could only passively take the beating.

Xu Feng couldn't help but exclaim in admiration; the moves of a master were truly a feast for the eyes.

Faced with Li Wen's almost unbeatable close-combat abilities, even the so-called mid-level war god is nothing more than this.

"Crack!"

"puff!"

Li Wen then twirled his sword with both hands.

The two uniquely shaped short knives in his hand were suddenly withdrawn.

"puff!"

The blue-clad war god stood there dumbfounded, and the joints of his combat uniform suddenly seemed to burst open like a dam.

It suddenly spewed out countless sprays of blood mist.

Then, he fell heavily backward, powerless.

(End of this chapter)