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"You, you... Yan Biao, are you a human or a ghost?!"

He remembered it very clearly.

Yan Biao had died long ago, along with his wife and children, at the hands of bandits.

There was only one Yan Shuangying left in the Yan family, who was finally accepted as a disciple by Bu Ying and became a chess piece in his hands.

It is really terrifying that a person who had died long ago suddenly appears.

Yan Biao snorted: "It doesn't matter, you're going to die soon anyway!"

As he spoke, he landed gently on the ground and slowly approached Bu Ying.

"I was kind enough to protect you, but ended up with my family destroyed. You, on the other hand, don't want to be a good person, but to be a traitor!"

"Bu Ying, when you think of those comrades you betrayed, do you feel guilty?"

Yan Biao was like a wounded tiger, his eyes full of murderous intent.

He hated traitors so much.

To deal with such a person, even if you cut him into pieces, it would be difficult to ease his hatred.

"conscience?"

Bu Ying suddenly laughed, "How much is conscience worth? If I still had a conscience, would I be able to live in such a big house now?"

Bu Ying stood up straight and looked at Yan Biao, with a confident and calm look on his face.

"You should know that I am the number one hero in Guanzhong."

"Know!"

"Then how dare you get so close?" Bu Ying sneered, "Even though you've died once, you're still so stupid!"

As he spoke, a flash of cold light flashed and instantly reached Yan Biao's throat.

"It's simply a way to die!"

Bu Ying sneered, feeling very proud.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, full of disbelief.

Yan Biao's hand miraculously appeared in front of his throat and clamped the cold light.

It was a flying knife with a cold glow.

It was the flying knife technique of the number one hero in Guanzhong that was so elusive.

Being able to teach a half-human, half-ghost, Yan Shuangying, who is the best with a sharp spear, Bu Ying’s spear skills and martial arts are naturally extraordinary.

However, the person he met was not an ordinary person, but Yan Biao who was in the True Qi realm.

His extraordinary skills among ordinary people were just tricks in Yan Biao's eyes.

"How can it be!"

Bu Ying's voice trembled.

The distance between the two people was only ten feet!

At such a close distance, there is absolutely no possibility of missing.

Otherwise, how could he earn the title of number one in Guanzhong?

"What's impossible about this?" Yan Biao sneered. The flying knife between his two fingers suddenly flashed with light, melted into molten iron, and dripped onto the ground.

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

Flying knives is just a skill of using muscles and bones.

Even if you practice to perfection, it is so magical that it shocks people.

That is also the power of mortals!

Is it possible to melt a flying knife into water with physical strength?

Bu Ying felt it was very difficult!

The Yan Biao in front of him was very different from the Yan Biao he remembered.

For the first time, he suspected that this man came from hell to seek revenge...

Otherwise, how could a mortal possess such mysterious power?

"Brother Yan, why should we fight to the death?" Bu Ying's voice softened and he forced a smile. "As long as you work with me, I will never give you less than what I have. If we cooperate, is there anything we can't handle inside or outside the Great Wall?"

"Humph!" Yan Biao's eyes didn't change at all. "I haven't even done enough as a human being, how can I be a dog with you!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Bu Ying felt a huge force coming at him. He quickly used the heavy weight to try to stabilize his body, but found that it was of no use.

"Uh……"

Bu Ying flew into the air, but was grabbed by Yan Biao by the neck, and his face turned purple from holding his breath.

Yan Biao didn't care at all. With a light jump, he flew into the air, controlling his true energy and running out of the city.

Bu Ying's eyes widened, full of horror.

This person must be a demon from hell.

Otherwise how could it fly!

Humans can never fly!

His eyes bulged and his heart beat fast.

At this moment, Yan Biao stopped, landed in a cemetery, and threw Bu Ying to the ground.

"This is?"

"This is the grave of my comrades. You traitor, today I will use your head to pay tribute to my comrades."

"No, I can turn over a new leaf..."

"Haha... no need for that!" Yan Biao sneered, "A dog is always a dog! I won't believe the words of a traitor!"

He walked forward and put his palm on Bu Ying's head.

Bu Ying only felt that his body was forced to stiffen, and his whole body was stretched straight like a steel gun, 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 decreasing little by little.

He knew he was about to be buried alive, and he couldn't help feeling despair.

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

At this moment, he thought of his comrades and compatriots who were killed by him.

They are just like themselves now, facing the enemy, without the power to resist, and can only let death approach little by little.

And now, retribution has fallen on him.

He would also be buried in the soil little by little and eventually suffocate to death.

Death is approaching little by little, and it feels so terrible.

At this moment, it doesn’t matter whether he is a hero or a traitor.

He just wanted to live.

But Yan Biao came for revenge, and his attitude was quite firm. His pressing hands were strong and powerful. No matter how Bu Ying pleaded in his eyes, he showed no mercy.

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Chapter 830 Yan Shuangying: Please call me the Chinese Captain! (3/5, please subscribe)

Even though Yan Biao moved very slowly, darkness still came little by little.

Bu Ying watched helplessly as the mud gradually covered his chin, mouth, and nose...

When the mud reached above my eyes, there was no longer any light in sight.

A feeling of suffocation fills my whole body!

Endless despair fills my heart!

He wanted to struggle, but it was impossible.

There is hard soil all around!

Especially when Yan Biao withdrew his hand and lost the support of his true energy, the soil around him pressed in, as if to squeeze out the last bit of oxygen in his body.

So uncomfortable!

So desperate!

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

He couldn't see how miserable he was now.

But just by imagining it, you can tell that they will definitely not look better than those people he killed.

"Is this retribution?"

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

Thinking about his life, before he could make a summary of his life, everything fell into darkness.

Yan Biao stood where he was, took out the incense, candles and fine wine that he had prepared long ago, and paid tribute to his former brothers and sisters.

"24 brothers and sisters, I, Yan Biao, have come to see you. Today I will use this dog traitor to pay tribute to you. I hope you don't despise me."

The wine spilled all over the floor.

Yan Biao's eyes turned red and he choked up a little.

a long time.

Yan Biao finally calmed down and stood up.

He walked to the place where Bu Ying was buried alive and stomped his feet lightly, and Bu Ying's body melted into mud and mixed with the soil.

In a few days, this traitor will disappear without leaving even a trace of his bones.

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

As for offerings, they must be disposed of after use.

……

Three days is a very short time.

But to the Japanese people in Kanto, it seemed as long as three years.

So much has changed in these three days.

It was so big that all Japanese people began to doubt their lives!

Several military camps and tens of thousands of elite soldiers all died silently in three days.

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

That's horrible!

It’s so shocking!

At this time when science is gradually becoming a god.

This kind of inexplicable thing really shatters people's three views.

Modern weapons are indeed powerful.

A powerful gun that can cut a person in two with just one bullet.

However, modern weapons are not capable of retaining the human form while smashing the internal organs into pulp.

This is definitely not something that can be accomplished by artillery fire!

As for biological viruses, no biological elements were found after inspection by various countries.

“Is it a god or a ghost?”

"Could it be that this ancient Eastern country really has a mysterious power?"