Kase, get out here and die!
The newcomer was none other than Ali Bashan, Qassem Soleimani's archenemy and the vice leader of the ancient Egyptian martial arts world.
He had long intended to join Ye Feng's side and bring the ancient Egyptian martial arts community into the Eastern Martial Arts Alliance.
In his view, following the Americans was a dead end, but unfortunately, Kasse didn't listen to him at all.
He also obstructed the process, leaving him powerless and without real authority within the alliance.
Before the ancient Egyptian pyramids were opened, he was imprisoned by the people of Qasse, and only after a great struggle did he manage to escape and risk his life to deliver a message to Ye Feng.
According to his account, after learning that the plot had failed, Cassell led a group of key members to hide in the U.S. embassy in Kellogg.
"Hmph, even the King of Heaven himself can't protect you today."
A chilling glint of death flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.
However, before leaving, he released Ouyang Luoxue, Chen Jiayin, and a group of female assistants from his storage space. With four senior sisters and many experts such as Leonif from the Snow Kingdom, they were safe.
"Xiaofeng, you must come back safely. I'm waiting for you."
Before setting off, Ouyang Luoxue stepped forward and straightened Ye Feng's collar.
Her fair, oval face and smooth, flowing hair cascaded down to her waist as she gazed at Ye Feng with deep affection.
Ye Feng held her small, snow-white hand and promised her that he would return safely.
"Let's have barbecue together after we get back to China."
The old weasel still followed, its two paws behind its back, its white beard fluttering in the wind, exuding the air of a hermit.
Then there's Xiahou Ba, with a full beard and a sharp long knife slung over his shoulder, looking like a butcher from a slaughterhouse.
"Wait for me."
Fatty Situ followed along eagerly.
Dongfang Sheng, dressed in a blue long robe, followed behind at a leisurely pace, holding a scroll of the Tao Te Ching, exuding the air of a scholar.
He has been studying the Tao Te Ching recently and has gained quite a bit of insight from it.
The ghost servant, wearing a gleaming titanium helmet, trailed at the very back of the group.
The helmet had divine runes personally imprinted on it by Ye Feng, making it capable of withstanding heavy blows from a peak Martial King.
Soon, the group arrived at a secluded suburb of the ancient city of Kairo.
There is an ancient five-story building in front of us, which was left over from hundreds of years ago.
The erosion of time has made the stone walls mottled and covered with ivy and other green vines.
The area was heavily guarded, with fully armed warriors patrolling the area; not even a fly could get in.
This is the U.S. Embassy in Cairo, ancient Egypt, surrounded by large defensive arrays and numerous powerful firearms.
Even a first-rank martial emperor couldn't break through this great formation in a short time.
"Ye Feng!"
The patrolling martial artist was terrified when he saw Ye Feng. Before he could even sound the alarm, he was smashed to death with a single blow.
"Kase, get out here and face your death!"
Ye Feng's massive iron hammer crashed down with a devastating roar, casting a vast shadow of death across the ground.
The magic circle was easily destroyed, just like an eggshell, and shattered with a crack.
This time, Lan Yu took the lead and kicked open the door of the US embassy.
The two heavy door panels flew backward and exploded in mid-air.
Several American fighters guarding the gate were knocked to the ground.
He was killed on the spot by Xiahou Ba, who arrived shortly afterward.
His body was engulfed in black, malevolent flames, and he let out a series of ferocious laughs as he hacked at anyone he saw, like a demon god from hell.
Da da da—
Bullets rained down like a deluge, weaving a net of fire in mid-air as they sprayed wildly at the crowd.
"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao..."
With a flourish of his brush, Dongfang Sheng wrote these three large characters in mid-air, his blue robe fluttering in the wind.
Each stroke was as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if carving divine patterns of the Great Dao, and divine light descended to protect everyone.
Ghost Servant stomped heavily on the ground, his body shooting out like a cannonball, smashing into and killing a martial spirit master on the other side.
"I told you not to go out without a helmet."
Clang!
Clang!
He shook his large head and then knocked several American martial artists to their deaths.
They were all smashed to pieces, their brains splattered everywhere, red and white blood flowing out.
Suddenly.
A thunderclap resounded across the heavens and earth.
"Explosive fart!"
The old weasel stuck out its big butt and killed more than a dozen American militants who were about to launch rocket launchers with a fart.
A dark green gas enveloped the entire embassy, blocking all exit routes.
As long as its stinky farts don't dissipate, Kase won't be able to escape.
at this time.
Ye Feng hovered in mid-air, closed his eyes, and his divine sense spread out like an invisible net, quickly locking onto Kase.
"Kase, you can't escape this time."
Just as Ye Feng was about to rush in, a furious shout suddenly rang out.
"stop!"
A group of people walked quickly out of the embassy building.
The leader was none other than Rogerson, the head of the embassy and a staunch lackey of U.S. Foreign Secretary Ghosn, who held three general stars on his shoulders and concurrently served as a three-star general in the United States.
Behind him stood numerous experts, including several at the peak of the ninth rank of Martial King.
It's worth mentioning that the Song family from Hong Kong Island were also there; one of them was an elderly man with a hooked nose.
The other party is secretly colluding with the United States, which is definitely not a good thing.
I had seen members of the Song family before, when we were at the ancient pyramids.
Rogerson angrily rebuked!
"Ye Feng, how dare you! This is the US Embassy, not a place for you to run wild."
"Violating another country's embassy is tantamount to violating that country's territory."
Ye Feng snorted coldly.
"Have you Americans done this kind of thing too few times? A few years ago you destroyed our Great Xia embassy in Nanfu, why didn't you say that then?"
"Harboring Kase? You're asking for death!"
puff!
After saying that, he swung the large iron hammer in his hand and smashed it down at the other party.
"Ye Feng, how dare you!"
"furious!"
Dozens of martial artists rushed out and stood in front of Luo Jisen, attempting to block Ye Feng.
As a result, they were successively beaten to death by Ye Feng, turning into a series of blood mists in mid-air.
laugh!
A giant sword slashed down from mid-air.
The giant sword was over ten meters long, and the one wielding it was a giant who was six or seven meters tall, as tall as a two-story building. He strode over, crushing the hard floor tiles and leaving a trail of footprints behind him.
His body was covered in tumors that oozed pus. His face, as big as a water vat, was rotting, revealing his white cheekbones. His thick arms were like tree trunks, and he exuded a bloodthirsty savageness. He also had two bony wings on his back that stretched out to be dozens of meters long.
This is Dr. Jones' latest genetically modified zombie, whose combat power is comparable to the peak of the first rank of Martial Emperor, and whose physical body is extremely strong.
Ye Feng swung the iron hammer.
With a single blow, he was sent flying, and the five-story building behind him was smashed through, leaving a large hole, billowing smoke and flying debris.
Then, Ye Feng opened his storage space and released a colossal object...
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