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Yang Fei and Xiang Zuo had been in the cave for over half an hour.

With so much time, they could have carried Harlin out by now. What's going on?

However, with the urgency of military operations, Laura and Stanley, although aware something was amiss, had no way to split their focus.

The two coordinated, leading the soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Camp, repeatedly repelling the attacks of the Hydra Army.

At that moment, the battle between Yang Fei and Harlin had reached a fever pitch, with life and death decided in an instant.

The more Harlin fought, the more terrified he became.

He had not anticipated the opponent to be so difficult to deal with, and he felt some regret.

Harlin underestimated Yang Fei; otherwise, he wouldn't have confronted him directly.

Harlin, known as the top strategist of the Federal Government think tank, had always triumphed through wisdom and strategy.

However, he was also a level 10 Alien Being on par with a Spiritual Martial Arts master.

The unique pride of a Martial Artist lingered in his heart, disdainful of using other means to kill Yang Fei.

In Yang Fei's body, the Nine Extremes revolved, continuously supplying him with Spirit Element Qi, completely suppressing Harlin's Mystic Ice Spiritual Martial Qi.

Yet, Harlin's Innate Divine Ability, the Soul Devouring Storm, still pressured Yang Fei greatly.

Every time Yang Fei gained the upper hand, Harlin's Soul Devouring Storm would suddenly strike.

While using Turtle Extreme within his body to suppress the Soul Devouring Storm, Yang Fei would consistently encounter dangerous moves, followed by a series of frantic maneuvers.

Fortunately, slowly, Yang Fei discerned the pattern of Harlin's Soul Devouring Storm.

Harlin's Soul Devouring Storm was not endless; he also needed to gather spiritual power.

Each time Harlin unleashed the Soul Devouring Storm, there was an interval of a hundred breaths in between.

And every time Harlin gathered spiritual power, it was when his spirit and will were most vulnerable defensively.

Yang Fei seized the moment just before Harlin launched the Soul Devouring Storm, his eyes flashing red, the Hu Chang Heart Method surging out violently.

Harlin's Soul Devouring Storm was about to be unleashed but was intercepted by the Tiger Ghost midway.

His face turned ashen, and he suddenly clutched his head, shrieking in agony.

Yang Fei's Hu Chang Heart Method was also a powerful spiritual attack technique.

This time, he intercepted before the Soul Devouring Storm was unleashed.

Harlin's Soul Devouring Storm, mixed with Yang Fei's Hu Chang Heart Method, backfired, severely injuring Harlin's soul.

In an instant, Yang Fei saw Harlin clutching his head and collapsing on the ground without hesitation.

The Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army in his hand transformed into a rainbow.

Swish!

The Army-destroyer Longsword pierced through Harlin's chest, pinning him to the ground.

Harlin screamed, blood spouting three feet high from his mouth.

Yang Fei shouted, his form like a great bird, launching a Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal towards Harlin's head.

Swish!

A bird-like shrill sound erupted from Harlin's mouth.

Yang Fei's head felt as though struck by a massive iron hammer.

He staggered back, vision blackening, nearly fainting.

This level 10 Alien had incredibly robust and tenacious vitality.

And that strongest strike of the Soul Devouring Storm instantly made Yang Fei lose his combat ability.

Harlin pulled out the Longsword from his body, staggered slightly, and fled into the distance.

By now, Harlin dared not underestimate Yang Fei.

This human seemed weak, yet only by truly fighting him could one comprehend his terrors.

Yang Fei lay on the ground, his head buzzing loudly, like it was about to explode.

All his Essence Qi was chaotic and enfeebled.

Blood oozed from Yang Fei's nose, eyes, and ears due to Harlin's shrill cry, everything around him darkening.

Yang Fei felt as though his soul was torn into pieces.

He watched as Harlin fled into a side passage, heart anxious yet unable to pursue.

Harlin was severely wounded, fleeing at a very slow pace.

Yet he gradually escaped into the distant side passage.

His tall, thin silhouette slowly turned into a black dot.

Yang Fei couldn't help but roar, deeply disappointed.

Ah!

At that moment, Harlin suddenly screamed and collapsed backward to the ground.

Yang Fei was startled, spotting a tall, burly man from afar, carrying Harlin, striding to Yang Fei's side.

Under the dim sky of the cave, the big man's broad shoulders and burly frame, full beard, and eyes like a fierce tiger, gleamed with amber light.

Mad Blade!

Yang Fei was astonished and delighted, never dreaming this guy had been lurking here.

Mad Blade, carrying Harlin, approached Yang Fei.

He tossed Harlin on the ground, then extended a hand towards Yang Fei, a warmth flowing in his tiger-like eyes.

"Brother Fei, I'm late."

Yang Fei grasped Mad Blade's hand and stood up.

His head was still spinning, aching unbearably.

The Harlin on the ground, stabbed in the heart by Mad Blade, began gasping for breath.

Raucous noises came from his throat like a rooster crowing.

This guy, even near death, wished to launch the strongest Soul Devouring Storm.

Yang Fei loathed his soul attacks, the Heavy Sword's tip quivering as it slit Harlin's throat and voice box.

Harlin's head slumped, eyes bulging like dead fish.

His face was full of disbelief, an unwillingness to submit, defiance in his expression.

Behind Yang Fei, Mad Blade exhaled a long breath.

"Finally rid of this guy, my years of lurking didn't go to waste."

Yang Fei collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

Just now, his will to fight had been his sole support; having killed Harlin, his whole body went limp.

Mad Blade sighed, lifting Yang Fei, carrying him on his back.

"This place is not safe, let's hurry out of here, brother."

Yang Fei shook his head repeatedly.

"No, the Fierce Tiger Special Camp is still outside battling the Hydra Army; I can't abandon them."

Mad Blade paused, then smiled wryly.

"Brother Fei, after all these years, you still have the same temperament."

Mad Blade said this, retrieving a bottle of gene fluid from his chest, tossing it to Yang Fei.

"Alright, take this bottle of gene fluid for your wounds, then we'll fight our way out together, brother."

Yang Fei looked at the bottle of gene fluid, with no label, resembling some kind of urine, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Hasn't this stuff expired?"

Mad Blade chuckled.

"Not sure, I got it from the Doomsday Tribunal's lab, but it works well."

"If there's anyone in this world Yang Fei trusts, besides foster father Wang Xiaoshi, it's only the Evil Dragon Brothers."

He poured all the gene fluid into his mouth, swallowing it in one gulp, and activated the Nine Extremes Force, beginning the refining process.

Mad Blade acted as protector for him, gently saying.

"I know, you must be wondering why I appeared here?"

He pointed to Harlin's corpse on the ground.

"I've been tracking this guy not just for one or two days, only discovering his true identity a few days ago."

Yang Fei activated the Phoenix Mysterious Fire within, instantly burning the bottle of gene fluid into Essence Qi, and his injuries mostly healed.

He stood up and punched Mad Blade.

"So, this was what you wanted to tell me last time."

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