两根粗大在她腿间进进出出

Clang!

When the great saber collided with the Demon Blade, Ye Xiong felt as though he’d been struck by a giant rock, his whole body sent flying and rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

“Shit, freak!”

Ye Xiong got up, glanced at the tiger’s mouth of his hand that was shocked from the impact, and secretly felt alarmed.

This Gene Warrior was just too strong.

“Ye Xiong…” Luo Wei called out anxiously.

“Get the hell away from here, or if those two monsters catch you, they’ll rape you until you wish you were dead.”

Luo Weiwei shivered cleverly, thinking now of all times, he was still so shameless.

But she didn’t hold it against him, her eyes becoming a bit moist instead.

If Ye Xiong had dodged just now, he definitely wouldn’t have been injured, but he chose to take the hit head-on.

This guy, usually so careless and jocular, was still fighting like a real man when it mattered, far better than those policemen who spouted nothing but justice.

“Everyone, hurry up and go, don’t make trouble for Uncle,” Luo Weiwei urged, leading a group of children further and further away.

Whistling!

Two Gene Warriors pounced at the same time, their knives’ tips carrying the force of the wind, once again slashing viciously.

Ye Xiong fought and retreated, distancing himself from the children.

The trees thick as a waist in front of him were directly chopped down by a single stroke, one could imagine that being hit meant a sure death.

The two Gene Warriors swung their blades swiftly, their destructive power immense, and everywhere they passed, they cut through decay like a hot knife through butter, even splitting rocks in two.

The more Ye Xiong fought, the more shocked he became, thinking that without using his trump card, there was only death waiting for him.

He had no choice but to use his Inner Strength.

Ye Xiong spread his arms, his clothes moving without wind, gradually bulging out.

Within a three-meter radius around him, it seemed as if currents of air were surging.

In Huaxia Country, very few people practiced Inner Strength, and even fewer reached the Mastery Level. If he revealed his Inner Strength, he would definitely attract attention and it could easily expose his identity.

This was also the reason why Ye Xiong never used Inner Strength when fighting.

He was worried about revealing himself, letting people know he wasn’t dead.

But now, he had no other choice but to act.

Since barely escaping with his life, Ye Xiong had used his Inner Strength only once, against the green-eyed Black-Robed Person. At that time, he aimed to leave no avenue of escape for his enemy, yet in the end, she still managed to flee.

His clothes moved without wind, and his bones started cracking audibly; his entire aura soared dramatically.

Ye Xiong held the Demon Blade in his left hand, and with his right hand, he swiftly drew the Cold Ink Dagger from his waist.

Suddenly, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

When the Peerless Divine Weapon was unsheathed, it gleamed dazzlingly, and the killing aura surged tremendously.

“Ugly freak, watch how I take care of you,” Ye Xiong roared provocatively.

Whistling!

One of the Gene Warriors lunged over with the great saber thrusting fiercely.

Ye Xiong swung with his right hand, the Cold Ink cutting harshly onto the great saber.

Ding!

With a faint ring, the thumb-thick great saber was directly sliced into two pieces.

The Cold Ink’s momentum unabated, it slashed towards the Gene Warrior’s abdomen, instantly leaving a gaping wound through which intestines spilled out.

Thwack!

Under the agony, the Gene Warrior slapped Ye Xiong, sending him flying seven or eight meters away.

Ye Xiong struggled to his feet, his eyes fixed intently on the Gene Warrior as he heard a few woofing roars and watched him continue to rush over with the Great Saber in hand.

“You can survive that too, damn it!”

Ye Xiong inverted his grip on the dagger and leapt into the air, moving fast as lightning, brushing past the Gene Warrior.

A flash shone, slicing through the night sky.

Thwack!

A stream of blood spurted from the neck of the Gene Warrior as his head tumbled and rolled several meters away.

The body of the Gene Warrior thudded to the ground with a heavy crash.

“Stand up again, I dare you!”

Ye Xiong spat viciously at the headless corpse.

The remaining Gene Warrior, seeing his companion killed, howled woofingly and charged fiercely.

Empowered by the Dragon Spiral Inner Power, wielding the Peerless Divine Weapon, Ye Xiong unleashed his full firepower.

Minutes later, using the same trick, he decapitated the second Gene Warrior’s head.

In the end, both Gene Warriors had been taken out.

Ye Xiong looked around once more; seeing no one else coming, he sat down on the ground, gasping for air in gulps.

These two Gene Warriors were far stronger than the one Yan Li had transformed into, more than twice as strong. If Ye Xiong wasn’t armed with the Divine Weapon Leng Mo given by Long Tianya, even if he could have won, it would definitely have been a hard battle, not as effortless as it had been.

“Safety first, I should avoid dealing with these monsters in the future.”

Furthermore, according to Vermilion Bird, these were only third-generation Gene Warriors. If Ye Xiong were to face the Green-eyed Cloaked Figure in transformation that night, he definitely wouldn’t have the upper hand.

Ye Xiong stood up while he was still gasping for air, and walked wearily down the mountain.

Half an hour later, the sound of police sirens pierced the night, and hundreds of officers, led by Deputy Chief Luo Guozhong, had surrounded the whole mountain.

Luo Weiwei, leading more than thirty missing children, appeared before the officers. The thunderous applause celebrated the diligent, months-long investigation carried out by the striking policewoman, who had finally cracked the case.

“Weiwei, you’ve worked hard,” Luo Guozhong approached and gave his daughter a big hug.

His daughter’s glory was his own.

“Deputy Chief, send someone to rescue…” Before Luo Weiwei could finish, her phone suddenly rang.

Seeing Ye Xiong’s number on the screen, tears welled up in Luo Weiwei’s eyes.

He wasn’t dead, he was still alive.

This bastard, he really did have nine lives.

Luo Weiwei was beyond excited.

“Are you alright?” Luo Weiwei asked urgently.

“Before you choose whether to go to Home Inn or 7 Days, I won’t be checking out,” Ye Xiong replied with a breathy laugh.

“What are you doing making jokes at a time like this?” Luo Weiwei’s sobs turned to laughter.

“I need to rest for a bit. Make up any story you want for the police, just don’t reveal my identity,” Ye Xiong said before hanging up.

Luo Weiwei understood that Ye Xiong had his reasons for keeping his identity a secret.

Dragging his exhausted body back to the urban area, Ye Xiong thought about finding somewhere to sleep soundly when his phone rang again.

Pulling it out, he saw it was a call from Du Yuehua.

“Sister Hua, is Youyou home yet?” Ye Xiong asked.

“She is, already asleep,” Du Yuehua replied excitedly. Without Ye Xiong, she wouldn’t have known what to do. “Where are you now?”

“Just got back to the city, planning to find a place to stay for the night.”

It was already past three in the morning, and within a few more hours, it would be daybreak. At this time, Ye Xiong didn’t want to disturb Yang Xinyi by going home, so he planned to find somewhere cheap to sleep for a few hours.

“Come to my place, get some proper rest,” Du Yuehua said in a low voice, flushing even through the phone, Ye Xiong could guess.