Corpse Brother: From Calabash Brothers to Corpse Emperor

"Vajra Child, break!"

At Bai Xiaofei's command, the golden-armored warrior ignored the sharp dragon and phoenix silk threads, grabbed the threads with his large hand, and forcefully tore a gap in the encirclement.

"Click!"

Jin Gang Tong swiftly moved behind Wang Yinlong, his arms clamping down on him like iron pincers. Wang Yinlong's face turned ashen.

"Big brother! Help me! This iron lump is incredibly strong!"

Seeing this, Ji Ji roared angrily, his fists glowing red: "Hilarious Fist!" The wind from his fists whistled as it struck Hei Xiaofei's back.

"too slow!"

Hei Xiaofei vanished from his spot like a ghost, appearing behind Jiji in the next instant. A precise chop to the back of his neck.

"Crack!"

An overly enthusiastic mind smashes to the ground like a watermelon, instantly exploding.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Yinlong was terrified and immediately knelt down, begging for mercy.

"Hero, spare my life! Waaah! I'm just a spoiled brat who lives a life of idleness and idleness. I didn't betray the country! It was my father and older brother who did the betrayal!"

"Useless! Even with a divine weapon, they couldn't buy their father a little time! What a bunch of useless trash!"

Enraged, Wang Jinlong leaped into the air. His right leg suddenly swelled several times its normal size, stomping down on Hei Xiaofei with immense force:

"Seven Star Kick! Take seven kicks from me!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After stomping his feet seven times in a row, leaving deep craters in the ground and raising clouds of dust, Wang Jinlong stopped after finishing this move.

"Damn it! I'm exhausted!"

However, at that moment, Vajra Child suddenly shot up from the smoke and dust! With his arms outstretched, he locked Wang Jinlong tightly like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

"let me go!"

Wang Jinlong struggled frantically, but then he saw Jin Gang Tong twist his legs together and use a move called "Upside-down Golden Hook".

With a few crisp "clicks," Wang Jinlong's limbs were locked, leaving him suspended in mid-air like a dead fish.

Seeing that Wang Jinlong was unable to move, Hei Xiaofei stretched out his right arm and pointed at Wang Jinlong in mid-air:

"Killing Finger!"

With a roar, a black shockwave roared out, tearing the air apart with fine cracks wherever it passed.

Wang Jinlong's wide eyes reflected the ever-approaching light of death.

"boom!"

Blood mist exploded, and Wang Jinlong's head instantly burst open. His headless corpse was thrown several feet away by the shockwave.

"Big Brother!!!"

Wang Yulong's eyes were bloodshot as he staggered toward the still convulsing corpse, trembling as he cradled Wang Jinlong's mangled body, roaring hysterically:

"This is outrageous! You forced us into this mess! If we hadn't come to Japan, we would all have died in Yanhuang long ago! And Yanhuang sent a foreigner like you to exterminate us! Don't you know..."

"Shut up!"

Hei Xiaofei interrupted him sharply. Although he had also sensed something was wrong, the die was cast.

"No one can force you to betray national intelligence! No matter how many reasons you have, it cannot change the fact that you betrayed your country!"

Wang Yinlong was about to explain when Wang Tianwang stopped him.

"Third brother, step back! I never imagined this alien race would be so powerful... I thought escaping to Japan would save me, but I was too naive..."

Wang Tianwang was surprisingly calm at this moment, and the bloody hole that had pierced his chest had completely healed.

"Young man Yanhuang, you probably don't know this, do you? Another group of Yanhuang's men has arrived as well..."

"Click——"

A strange mechanical sound suddenly rang out, and a metal box suddenly appeared on the ground not far away.

"Hahaha!"

A burst of laughter came from the box, "It seems that both of you late-stage Heavenly Realm experts are exhausted and have little fighting power left... Then we don't need to hide anymore!"

The box rotated and deformed rapidly like a Rubik's Cube, and the hatch slowly opened, from which two mysterious figures emerged.

The man with the upturned mustache swept his cold gaze over Wang Tianwang: "Wang Tianwang, the commander only sent these few wild monkeys, and the master was very worried... so he sent us instead!"

Hei Xiaofei's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing this; these two were not on the list of Yanhuang experts introduced by the commander...

It sounds like they have a master, but who is this master they're talking about?

This treasonous incident seems more complicated than initially thought, but Commander Yanhuang and the Special Forces are focusing their main efforts on external struggles, while internally...

At this moment, the man with the upturned mustache turned to look at Hei Xiaofei, his face full of contempt:

"So you're that mutant Hei Xiaofei? You haven't even reached the god level yet, and you want to be the guardian of Yanhuang? Hand over the Nine Dragon Hairpin obediently!"

The man with the curled mustache cracked his neck, making a snapping sound. "Hand over the Nine Dragon Hairpin obediently! Once you're dead, we'll naturally choose a more suitable person to protect Yanhuang. Yanhuang doesn't need a mutant like you to protect them!"

Before he finished speaking, Twisted Beard suddenly sprang up and pounced on Blackie Xiaofei like a ghost!

"boom!"

With a casual punch, Hei Xiaofei sent the man with the mustache flying several meters.

"That's it? It's pretty average!" Hei Xiaofei flicked his wrist, his tone dismissive.

The man with the upturned mustache wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled sinisterly, "Hehehe, once the power of slaughter is used up, it's all the same... and besides..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hei Xiaofei suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahaha!" The man with the upturned mustache laughed triumphantly. "To kill the eldest son of the Wang family, you took seven of his inflicted injury kicks head-on! The more you try to exert your internal energy now, the faster you'll die! Hahaha!"

Hei Xiaofei merely gave a cold laugh: "Is that so?"

Hei Xiaofei suddenly sprang up, lunging straight at Qiao Huzi! Qiao Huzi hurriedly retreated, his hands suddenly transforming into two giant black pythons:

"Demon Serpent Fist!"

"boom!"

The two fists collided, and the guy with the upturned mustache immediately staggered back several steps. Damn it... this guy is still so strong after fighting for so long, my hand feels like it's going to break!

Hei Xiaofei's eyes flashed with bloodlust, and his five fingers formed claws as he fiercely grabbed at the top of the head of the man with the upturned mustache!

"hiss--"

With his mustache swaying back strangely, he ducked like a slippery venomous snake to avoid the fatal blow.

Then his hands quickly formed a hand seal, and his muscles suddenly expanded, tearing the black uniform to shreds!

"You cannot be allowed to live! Ultimate Technique—"

The man with the upturned mustache twisted and coiled his arms like snakes, forming a bizarre snake-head handprint on his chest.

In an instant, a giant black python formed from internal energy appeared out of thin air, opening its blood-red maw and pouncing towards Hei Xiaofei!

"A snake swallowing an elephant!"

Just as Hei Xiaofei was about to dodge, the giant python suddenly split into dozens of smaller snakes, forming an impenetrable encirclement.

He punched and smashed a few of them, only to find that these snake shadows would re-coagulate as if they were a persistent, malignant infection.

"Brutal bite!"

With a sinister grin, the man with the upturned mustache clasped his hands together. The swarm of snakes suddenly contracted, forming a terrifying force field cage!

The pebbles on the ground were instantly crushed into dust, and Hei Xiaofei's bones made cracking sounds as he struggled to bear the weight.

"puff!"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee, barely supporting his body.

Fresh blood seeped from every pore of his body, pooling beneath him.

"Hahaha!"

Panting heavily, the man with the upturned mustache looked smugly at the injured Hei Xiaofei, "You can't even handle the third Heavenly Rank? With this level of skill, you're worthy of being the guardian of Yanhuang?"