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The two were only ten feet apart!

At such a close distance, there's absolutely no chance of making a mistake.

Otherwise, how could he have earned the title of the best in Guanzhong?

"What's impossible about that?" Yan Biao sneered. The throwing knife between his two fingers suddenly emitted a stream of light, melted into molten iron, and dripped onto the ground.

When Bu Ying saw it, he was even more horrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

Throwing knives is simply a technique that utilizes the power of muscles and tendons.

Even if you practice to an unparalleled level, it will be so amazing that it will leave people in awe.

That is the power of mortals!

Is melting a throwing knife into water something that physical strength can accomplish?

Bu Ying felt this was extremely troublesome!

The Yan Biao before him was so different from the Yan Biao he remembered.

For the first time, he suspected this man had risen from hell to seek revenge...

Otherwise, how could mortals possess such unfathomable power?

"Brother Yan, why must we fight to the death?" Bu Ying's voice softened, and he forced a smile. "As long as you work with me, you'll get your share of everything I have. With our cooperation, what can't we handle, inside or outside the Great Wall?"

"Hmph!" Yan Biao's gaze remained unchanged. "I haven't even had enough of being a human being, how can I be a dog with you!"

As soon as he reached out, Bu Ying felt a great force coming at him. He quickly used the Thousand-Pound Drop technique to try to stabilize himself, but found it was completely useless.

"Uh……"

Bu Ying leaped into the air, only to be grabbed by the neck by Yan Biao, his face turning purple from the strain.

Yan Biao didn't care at all. With a light leap, he was already flying into the air. He used his true energy to run towards the outside of the city.

Bu Ying's eyes widened in shock.

This person must be a demon from hell.

Otherwise, how could it possibly fly!

Humans absolutely cannot fly!

His eyes bulged, and his heart pounded.

Just then, Yan Biao stopped and landed in a cemetery, throwing Bu Ying to the ground.

"This is?"

"This is the grave of my comrade-in-arms. You traitorous dog, today I will use your head to pay homage to my comrade-in-arms."

"No, I can change my ways..."

"Heh...no need!" Yan Biao sneered. "A dog is still a dog! I won't believe the words of a traitor!"

He stepped forward and placed his palm on Bu Ying's head.

Bu Ying felt his body being forced to stiffen, his whole body being pulled straight like a steel spear, and then he was pressed to the ground little by little by 3.2.

The ground is sinking.

Bu Ying's field of vision was gradually decreasing.

He knew he was about to be buried alive, and despair filled his heart.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.

At that moment, he thought of his comrades-in-arms and fellow countrymen who had been killed by him.

They, too, were now in the same boat, powerless to resist the enemy, only able to let death draw ever closer.

And now, retribution has fallen on his head.

He too would be buried little by little in the soil, eventually suffocating to death.

Death is slowly approaching; this feeling is terrifying.

At this moment, whether one is a hero or a traitor, it doesn't matter anymore.

All he wanted was to live.

Yan Biao was there for revenge, and his attitude was quite resolute. His pressing palm was strong and powerful, and no matter how much Bu Ying pleaded in his eyes, he showed no pity.

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Even though Yan Biao moved slowly, darkness still crept in little by little.

Bu Ying watched helplessly as the soil gradually rose above his chin, then his mouth, then his nose...

When the mud covers your eyes, there is no light left in your vision.

A feeling of suffocation filled my entire body!

An overwhelming sense of despair enveloped my heart!

He tried to struggle, but it was impossible.

All around was hard soil!

Especially when Yan Biao stopped and lost his true energy to sustain him, the surrounding soil pressed in, as if trying to squeeze out the last bit of oxygen from his body.

So uncomfortable!

So desperate!

Bu Ying felt like he was about to be crushed to death!

He couldn't see his current disheveled state.

But just imagining it, I know it won't be any better than those he killed.

"Is this karma?"

On his deathbed, a thought arose in Bu Ying's mind.

Before he could even summarize his life, everything was plunged into darkness.

Yan Biao stood still, took out the incense, candles, and wine he had prepared beforehand, and paid homage to his former brothers and sisters.

"Brothers and sisters, I, Yan Biao, have come to see you all. Today, I will use this traitorous dog to pay tribute to you all. I hope you will not find it offensive."

Fine wine was spilled all over the ground.

Yan Biao's tiger-like eyes reddened, and he choked up a little.

a long time.

Yan Biao composed himself and stood up.

When you reach the place where the eagle was buried alive, stomp your foot lightly, and the eagle's body will melt into mud and mix with the soil.

In just a few days, this traitor will vanish without a trace, not even a bone fragment will remain.

This is the cemetery of comrades-in-arms, and Yan Biao would naturally not allow the remains of Bu Ying, that traitor, to be buried here and pollute the environment.

Offerings, after they're used, definitely need to be disposed of.

……

Three days is a very short time.

But for the Japanese people in the Kanto region, it felt like three years had passed.

The changes in these three days have been enormous.

It was so big that all the Japanese began to question the meaning of life!

Several military camps, tens of thousands of elite soldiers, all died silently within three days.

After investigation, the great powers discovered that although these people appeared intact, their internal organs had long since turned into minced meat!

That's horrible!

That's absolutely stunning!

At a time when science is gradually being elevated to a mystical status.

This kind of inexplicable thing is truly shattering to human values.

Modern weapons are indeed powerful.

Powerful firearms; a single bullet can cut a person in two.

However, modern weapons are incapable of completely destroying a human body while preserving its physical form and turning its internal organs into a pulp.

This is definitely not something that artillery can accomplish!

As for biochemical viruses, no biochemical elements were found after inspections by various countries.

"Is it a god or a ghost?"

"Could it be that this ancient Eastern country truly possesses a mysterious power?"