Nuannuan sighed behind Yang Fei: "You were really right."

"These guys are experts from the Wooden Gate, one of the Twelve Branches of the Wu Clan. The Wooden Gate is also known as the Gate of Immortality."

"These guys wrapped themselves with talisman cloths to lock their Essence Qi from leaking. They look absolutely hideous."

Listening to Nuannuan's pointers, Yang Fei indeed saw the densely packed talismans on the enemy's white cloth strips, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Nuannuan shook her head, whispering into Yang Fei's ear.

"These people are tough. The talisman cloths can neutralize most physical attacks. We should leave quickly."

At this moment, a mummy in front of Yang Fei let out a weird laugh.

"Since you know you can't escape, why not surrender willingly?"

His voice was as grating and unpleasant as a rusty wheel turning.

However, the dead silence around him suddenly dissipated, replaced by a powerful battle will like raging flames.

Yang Fei somewhat understood; these Martial Talisman Cloths usually lock the Essence Qi within.

But during battle, they can unleash the dormant Essence within as if it were a volcanic eruption.

Such experts are usually inconspicuous, but their true combat power is terrifying.

Nuannuan spat: "You bunch of Wu Clan monsters who have turned to demons, what right do you have to make me surrender?"

As she spoke, she urged Yang Fei softly.

"Brother Fei, let's go now, don't get entangled with this group of living dead."

Yang Fei glanced back, only to see intense gunfire at the entrance of the distant town, mixed with the rumbling sound of missile strikes.

The blazing fire dyed half the sky red. Yang Fei knew the Holy Hall Squad was already in battle with Heavenly Fire Sect's armed forces.

He nodded, whispered, "Hold on tight, we're breaking through!"

Nuannuan grabbed onto Yang Fei's neck from behind. Yang Fei reached out, drew the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army from his waist, and infused Essence Qi into its blade.

Buzz!

A muffled metallic sound rang out like a Bronze Bell tolling.

The slender Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, with its liquid metal molecules, instantly reassembled into a thick, blunt sword.

This Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army was a gift to Yang Fei from Xue Mingtai, of unknown origin, but it represents the highest level of alloy technology in the world today.

The sword can bend like a belt when soft, but when infused with Martial Artist's Essence Qi, it becomes ten times harder than ordinary alloys, supposedly the sword of the Martial God from years ago.

Seeing this magical heavy sword, the five mummies couldn't help but be moved.

The leading mummy pointed at Yang Fei: "Kill you, and this sword will be mine."

Yang Fei sneered: "Stop boasting, those who stand in my way will die!"

He activated the Tiger Extreme Force, achieving Unity of Man and Sword, and charged forward like a White Feather Arrow unleashed, leaving behind trails of afterimages.

The leading mummy cackled eerily, flashed, and stood in Yang Fei's way, moving with lightning speed, not much slower than Yang Fei.

Yang Fei was undeterred, thrusting the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army through the air towards the mummy's chest.

His Gang Qi activated, forming countless vortices on the sword edge, spinning rapidly.

The airflow was wrapped by the Sword Edge's Gang Qi, forming a massive, semi-transparent sword-shaped current, rushing towards the mummy.

The mummy, seeing Yang Fei's imposing posture, immediately clapped his hands together, catching Yang Fei's Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army.

Boom!

A loud noise erupted; the densely packed runes on the mummy's body all lit up.

These runes exuded a bizarre power, surging toward the mummy's palms, forming a torrent-like force.

Yang Fei's momentum abruptly halted, his Qi-Blood boiling, causing great discomfort.

He was astounded. Since mastering the Elephant Extreme, his Divine Power rendered him invincible, capable of overwhelming any peer-level expert.

However, this mummy, merely a Master of Gang Strength, unexpectedly used its power to stop him—something Yang Fei hadn't anticipated.

In truth, the leading mummy was even more shocked.

His vast reserve of Essence Qi, accumulated over decades, nearly failed to counter Yang Fei's single sword strike.

What kind of monster is this guy?

Yang Fei's longsword was caught by the mummy, pulling hard, but he couldn't move it. He shouted and kicked the mummy in the abdomen.

The mummy's body fell back like a kite with a broken string.

Yang Fei's kick was invisible and formless; the mummy barely reacted.

Ordinary people struck by Yang Fei would be severely injured if not killed.

Yet, this being's runes flashed, rolled over, and stood back up as if nothing had happened.

Yang Fei's leg tingled with numbness, and his mind was utterly shocked.

"What on earth are these monsters?"

At this moment, Nuannuan screamed from behind: "Brother Fei, behind you!"

Two mummies from behind, their knees stiff, pounced at Yang Fei like the zombies of legend.

Their attack methods were akin to zombies, arms outstretched with sharp nails like bayonets aimed at Yang Fei's back.

Yang Fei suddenly turned, whirling his longsword like a broadsword, slashing at them.

Thud thud!

Two muffled sounds as the mummies extended their arms like zombies, blocking Yang Fei's heavy sword.

Their arms, wrapped in white-striped talisman cloths, glittered with countless talismans, emitting blinding light.

Simultaneously, the two mummies surged with violent Essence Qi, rendering Yang Fei's heavy sword ineffective against them.

Yang Fei's eyes nearly bulged out.

The Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, despite being bladeless, splits gold and cleaves stone, capable of cutting through iron pillars.

Yet these beings blocked his heavy sword with mere flesh, their defensive power terrifyingly strong.

However, Yang Fei's heavy sword still forced the two mummies back a few steps.

Yet, that was all; they leaped forward again.

The remaining three mummies simultaneously surrounded Yang Fei.

In the distance, gunfire grew more intense as Heavenly Fire Sect's forces tightened their siege, seemingly overwhelming the Holy Hall Squad.

Yang Fei gritted his teeth, channeling his entire Essence Qi into the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army. The sword's Gang Wind howled, slashing at the five mummies.

Yang Fei maneuvered the Great Xumi Sword with the sword tip pointing and swiping as if handling a thousand-pound weight.

An invisible Qi Force enveloped the five mummies, destabilizing them; not even five Masters of Gang Strength could handle Yang Fei.

However, Yang Fei ultimately couldn't break through their encirclement with Nuannuan on his back.

Not far away, the sound of Heavenly Fire Sect's missiles ripping through the sky was harrowing.

The explosion sites were getting alarmingly close to Yang Fei and his group.

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