"Idiot!" Zhang Liang sneered behind Yang Chen. He was ready to laugh at Wu Zhengxiong's joke.
Wu Zhengxiong's fist stopped in mid-air, unable to move forward any further.
Yang Chen's palm just wrapped around Wu Zhengxiong's explosive fist, as tight as an iron hoop, and a terrible force came from it.
Wu Zhengxiong only felt that his solid iron fist was being squeezed smaller, and the creaking sound of his tendons and bones being crushed was endless. Severe pain came, and blood flowed from the cracked skin on his fist to his wrist.
The pain was unbearable, and Wu Zhengxiong was stunned like a bear. His face twitched and he showed obvious fear.
"What do you want?" Wu Zhengxiong asked Yang Chen nervously.
"Yang Chen, if you kill the general, you will also be punished!" At the critical moment, Chen Mengxue stepped forward to persuade Yang Chen.
"I spared your life today for Mengxue's sake. It won't be so easy the next time I see you!" Yang Chen's voice was cold. He gave face to Chen Mengxue because they wanted to meet each other in the future.
Wu Zhengxiong's voice trembled a little: "I was blind to recognize the great man. I didn't expect that another Martial Saint would appear in our territory!"
Feeling a force coming from the fist, Wu Zhengxiong was pushed out, and his entire arm was dislocated and fractured!
"Ah!" Wu Zhengxiong screamed in pain. His right arm hung down between his thighs and he could no longer use any strength. It was obviously either dislocated or fractured.
A flash of cold hatred flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. Wu Zhengxiong did not dare to neglect and forced out a flattering smile: "Senior, thank you for showing mercy."
"Get out!" Yang Chen's voice was cold. He had no good feelings towards this man. He had seen the coldness in his eyes just now. If he had the chance to meet him in the wild in the future, he would definitely kill him.
But before that, he needed to find a way to transfer Chen Mengxue back to his team.
"Yes, yes, what you said is right, senior." Wu Zhengxiong nodded and bowed as if he had been pardoned. He hurriedly left with his men.
After walking a long way, Wu Zhengxiong turned back to Chen Mengxue and asked in a scolding tone: "Hurry up and tell me! What is your relationship with him? Why does he give you so much face?"
He doubted whether Chen Mengxue was the other party's woman, but if that was the case, how could he allow Chen Mengxue to join his army?
It is obvious that the other party is a Martial Saint. There are only a handful of Martial Saints in the entire alliance. You can imagine what this means.
"My lord, he is indeed the twin brother of my deceased comrade-in-arms. He is just very talented and was certified as a general in a short time." Chen Mengxue said with her head lowered in front of him.
Serving a king is like serving a tiger, and Wu Zhengxiong is a tiger that is very difficult to get along with. He is the one who does what he says and even excessively demands that Chen Mengxue call him master and treats her like a maid.
Although Chen Mengxue resisted at the beginning, after being coerced and bribed by Wu Zhengxiong, she had no choice but to take a step back and began to acknowledge Wu Zhengxiong as her master on the surface.
In fact, Chen Mengxue had long regretted not accepting Yang Chen's recruitment. If she had accepted it at that time, with Yang Chen's strength, Wu Zhengxiong would not dare to do anything.
But she had never expected that Yang Chen would be so powerful that even Wu Zhengxiong would be afraid.
"Is that all?" Wu Zhengxiong obviously wouldn't agree with this point of view, but it was unlikely that Chen Mengxue had a very close relationship with Yang Chen, otherwise the other party would have directly snatched her away when they met just now.
After all, he is a martial saint.
Even if the alliance has relevant regulations, it is usually tolerated when facing a Martial Saint.
"What a fucking bad luck!" Wu Zhengxiong had no other choice but to vent his anger by smashing a tree in front of him with his uninjured left arm: "Let's go back to our territory!"
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"The road ahead of us has already been explored by Wu Zhengxiong. There's no point in exploring it again. Let's try a different route."
Yang Chen opened the map on the instrument and drew a line on a route that almost no one cared about.
Zhang Liang glanced at this route, a look of fear on his face. "Boss, this route hasn't been explored for a long time. It's said that very powerful mutant beasts appeared there, and the teams that chose to explore this route before were almost completely wiped out."
"I understand your concerns, but don't forget, I am a Martial Saint." Yang Chen patted his shoulder, reassuring Zhang Liang.
"That's right." Although Zhang Liang was still afraid, he nodded.
The Martial Saint is leading the team personally. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that cannot be sought after.
The boss wants to lead them to open up new land and make them rich, so how can they refuse?
Swallowing their saliva, Zhang Liang and the other two followed closely behind Yang Chen, heading towards the bright path that had not been explored for a long time.
Deep in the forest, there is a cliff. Below the cliff are caves of various sizes. Outside the dark caves, there are piles of human equipment and bones.
New human bones were constantly thrown out from inside the cave, piling up on top of the yellowed bones.
The new skeleton still had some flesh and blood that had not been licked clean, which attracted a large number of flies.
The buzzing of flies was drowned out by the sudden snoring sound in the cave. In the nearby woods, a row of mutant birds were frightened and flew away in a hurry.
Looking at a flock of birds taking off in the distance, Zhang Liang felt goosebumps spread across his back. "It's truly a route that would terrify even the generals. The mutated Archaeopteryx flying up ahead can definitely kill a general with a swarm attack, let alone a soldier. They'll devour them all in one gulp!"
But the problem is, they have three fighters here!
Although there is still a Martial Saint in charge, who can be sure that their Martial Saint can protect the three of them alone under the attack of the Archaeopteryx?
Sad, so sad.
A series of sighs came out of Zhang Liang's mouth, prompting Yang Chen to ask, "Are you scared?"
Zhang Liang, who usually acted fearless, smiled wryly and said, "I'm not afraid of evenly matched mutant beasts."
The implication is that he would certainly be afraid of anyone more powerful.
"Don't worry. A Martial Saint is strong enough to protect the team, not to mention there are only three of you. It's quite easy for me to protect you. I'll take you there and let you see the world."
Yang Chen said.
In fact, it was his first time taking this route, and he was also afraid of it in the past.
Things are different now. He has become the strongest warrior in the territory, a Martial Saint, and of course he has the strength to break into this dangerous place.
The bushes ahead shook, and a four-hoofed iron-armored porcupine rushed out of the bushes and attacked in the direction of the four people.
"It's a sixth-level mutant beast, a four-hoofed iron-armored porcupine!" Zhang Liang exclaimed.
There are three types of armored porcupines: four-hoofed, six-hoofed, and eight-hoofed. The more hooves it has, the stronger its level is. For example, the four-hoofed armored porcupine can only be dealt with by generals and above.
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