Chapter 55
Twenty heaven-level experts from foreign dark forces stood at the top of the Zongheng Mountains, with smiles on their faces.
At the foot of the Hengduan Mountains, the Yanlong River surges endlessly.
The Yanlong River is more than 9.99 million kilometers long, like a giant dragon entrenched on this land, surrounding the entire Yanlong Kingdom.
As long as they cross the Yanlong River, these twenty heaven-level experts will truly leave the Yanlong Kingdom.
But just as they were about to cross the river, a roar came.
Visible to the naked eye, dozens of armed helicopters flew over the tall Zongheng Mountains and hovered in mid-air.
One after another figures jumped down, turning into sharp arrows and sprinting towards them the moment they landed.
"Oops!"
The oldest Paluk's face changed drastically and he growled:
"They are members of the Yanlong Kingdom's National Defense Corps. How did they discover us!?"
Others were also panicked.
Because the twenty or so people who surrounded him were all heaven-level experts!
In the same realm, the people of the National Guard Corps are stronger than them. This has been proven countless times!
What's more, the weapons on the dozens of helicopters in mid-air have all been aimed at him and others.
This means that there is no way to heaven and no way to earth!
Looking at the Yanlong River at the foot of the mountain, Paluk and others looked desperate.
The people who had been clamoring to hunt down the heaven-level experts from the Yanlong Kingdom at the beginning turned pale at this time, because they could feel that the heaven-level experts from the Protectorate Legion were extremely powerful and exuded a monstrous murderous aura. , that is the momentum that can only be formed by not being afraid of life and death, and walking on the line of death countless times!
Guo Haijun's face was as cold as frost, and in his hand was a nearly two-meter-long ring-headed knife with a cold light!
A flash of determination flashed in Paluk's old eyes. He wanted to fight to the death, but when he saw the fear in the eyes of others, he immediately gave up the idea. With a movement of his feet, he dived down the mountain.
Seeing that Paluk had escaped, the other nineteen heaven-level experts also dispersed and rushed toward the Yanlong River at the foot of the mountain.
They know very well that the people of the organization are on the other side of the Yanlong River to meet them, and they will be safe there!
But how could Guo Haijun and others let them leave!
Guo Haijun suddenly increased his speed, jumped up behind the enemy, poured all his energy into the Huanshou Sword, and slashed with all his strength!
The enemy was also a peak heaven-level man. At this time, he turned around to resist with all his strength, but the short knife in his hand was severely cut open.
With a "swish" sound, the Huanshou knife sank into the enemy's body, splitting him in two!
This bloody and domineering scene immediately made the others escape faster.
Seeing that the heaven-level experts brought by Guo Haijun were about to complete the encirclement, huge waves suddenly set off on the Yanlong River!
A voice slowly sounded:
"Let them go."
The sound spread along the river surface. It seemed calm, but the river surface suddenly exploded, causing hundreds of waves.
Guo Haijun frowned and stopped immediately.
At this time, everyone was located halfway up the mountain, about one thousand meters away from the Yanlong River.
Guo Haijun and others have formed an encirclement with a diameter of 100 meters. He is sure to annihilate these heaven-level enemies within three minutes.
He looked towards the river and saw a wooden boat floating on the river. An old man in gray cloth was sitting cross-legged on the boat fishing.
Seeing the old man wearing the clothes of the bandit law country, Guo Haijun snorted coldly, without any fear, and roared:
"Old man, don't think that because you are a saint-level expert, I will be afraid of you!"
"These dozen or so stinky rats that don't know how to live or die have broken into our Yanlong Kingdom. There is no way they can leave alive!"
"I will use their blood to nourish the great rivers and mountains of my Yanlong Kingdom!"
The old man's voice was full of contempt, "I don't care what you say, I just want you to let them go."
"Of course, you can kill them, but in that case, you will also be buried with them."
Guo Haijun's expression became colder and sterner.
Other heaven-level warriors from the Protectorate Legion roared toward the river:
"Old bastard! Are you scaring grandpa!? I walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. I'm afraid of everything, but not death!"
"Yes, old man! So what if you kill us all! There are hundreds of billions of people in Yanlong Country, and there will be someone to avenge us!"
Guo Haijun suppressed his anger. He knew very well that if he and others died here, it would be a huge loss to the Yanlong Kingdom Protectorate.
Suddenly, the helicopter pilot's voice came from Guo Haijun's headset:
"Sir, I found that there are tens of thousands of people hiding across the river, including more than thirty heaven-level people, and two old men, who may be saint-level people!"
Guo Haijun's eyes narrowed.
Since he left the Temple of War to join the Protectorate Legion, he has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and has long known the art of war by heart.
Thinking of the thousand secret force members who went to Wudang Mountain, a more reasonable guess appeared in Guo Haijun's mind.
Those thousand people are just starting the battle!
If the operation of the one thousand people goes smoothly, the more than ten thousand people will repeat their old tricks and pass through the continuous mountains and dense forests of the Southern Region to further hunt down the young geniuses of the Yanlong Kingdom.
Thinking of this, murderous aura surged crazily in Guo Haijun's eyes.
But the anger did not consume his reason.
He immediately lowered his voice and ordered:
"Helicopters No. 3, 4, and 5 immediately returned to the base and notified the SS-level alert state to be activated."
"yes!"
The three armed helicopters immediately turned around and flew towards the station.
Across the river, the old man wearing a maroon cassock was a little surprised:
"They didn't find us, did they?"
The old man wearing a green turban next to him chuckled, "So what if we find out? You, me, and the guy fishing on the river, there are three saints in total."
"It will take at least three days for the Yanlong Kingdom to mobilize three saint-level experts."
The old man in cassock nodded, "The Yanlong Kingdom is too powerful. Only by joining forces can we possibly compete with it."
"It's a pity that in the past few years, the Temple of War has been protecting the Yanlong Kingdom. The Yanlong Kingdom's national protective army has been too stable and has long lost its strength."
The old man wearing a green turban looked back at the mountains a kilometer away behind him and snorted coldly:
"There are at least hundreds of powerful people hiding there."
"As long as we can destroy the Southern Territory Protector Corps, they will flood into Yanlong Kingdom!"
The old man in cassock nodded, "Then let's proceed as planned. As soon as they release them, we will attack immediately."
On the mountainside.
Guo Haijun's brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about a solution.
A general roared:
"Give the order, fight to the death!"
"Yes! Even if I die, I will kill these stinky rats!"
"Contact the Eastern Region and the Western Region now, and ask the saint-level experts who are in charge of these two regions to come over!"
Guo Haijun waved his hand and frowned:
"There's not enough time."
"What should we do?" A general in his thirties roared in a low voice: "Do we really want to let these stinky rats go?"
"No one has ever been able to break into the Yanlong Kingdom and leave alive! If we make an exception today, the world will think that our National Guard Corps is a soft persimmon, and everyone will want to pinch it!"
"In that case, where is the majesty of our Yanlong Kingdom!"
Guo Haijun did not answer, but took out his mobile phone with a troubled expression and dialed a phone number he knew by heart.
Wudang Mountain.
Xiao Zhan was sitting in the main hall at the top of the peak. He frowned slightly when he saw the call from Guo Haijun.
Guo Haijun once stayed in the Temple of War for two years, and was even more important after he joined the National Protectorate Corps.
A year ago, the saint-level strongman who was in charge of the Southern Territory Protector Corps passed away. Guo Haijun took up the banner of the Southern Territory Protector Army with his peak heaven-level strength.
Why did Guo Haijun call now?
Xiao Zhi thought about it for a moment and knew that it was related to the group of people who broke into Yanlong Kingdom.
"Hello."
"Palace Master, I..." Old Guo Haijun blushed, "Palace Master, I'm in trouble."
Xiao Zhan paused for two seconds and asked:
"The thousand people who came to Wudang Mountain are just the ones leading the charge, right?"
"The reason you called for help is because the other party has more than one saint-level powerhouse. If you wait for support, you won't have enough time, right?"
"The name of the Hall Master!" Guo Haijun said in a deep voice: "Hall Master, I have no choice but to ask you for help. The Southern Territory Protectorate Legion now has no Saint-level troops, and its overall strength is indeed greatly reduced."
Xiao Zhan said 'hmm' and then hung up the phone.
On the mountainside.
Guo Haijun breathed a sigh of relief and put his phone in his pocket, his face no longer showing any worry.
The other heaven-level generals of the Protectorate Corps were anxious.
They all know that Guo Haijun is a heaven-level powerhouse from the Temple of War, so they are all convinced by him. Facts have also proved that Guo Haijun is not comparable to them in terms of personal strength and commanding ability.
The person who can be called the Palace Master by Guo Haijun must be the legendary Palace Master of the Temple of War.
But just now, it seems that I didn’t hear that adult saying that he wanted to come for support?
Hearing the questioning voice in the headset, Guo Haijun said proudly:
"Don't worry, as long as the palace master knows about this, everything will be solved."
At this time, seeing that Guo Haijun and others did not move, the surrounded heaven-level experts suddenly became proud.
Someone shouted loudly:
"Aren't you going to kill us? Come on! Do you still dare now?"
"Why, without a saint-level powerhouse standing guard, will you become cowards?"
Hearing the taunts from these people, the generals of the Protectorate Corps showed murderous intent.
But military orders cannot be violated, and none of them takes action without permission.
On the Yanlong River, the old man fishing had a stern look in his eyes.
He was waiting for Guo Haijun to release him.
Although these dozen heaven-level experts are average in strength, they can still be regarded as the core figures of their respective forces. It would be a pity to sacrifice them.
As soon as Guo Haijun lets go, he will immediately rush to the Zongheng Mountains!
Everyone knows that Guo Haijun is waiting for reinforcements, so Guo Haijun must not be given too much time.
Thinking of this, the old fishing man threw away his fishing rod, walked across the river, and soon rushed up the mountain.
Guo Haijun immediately ordered:
"Stop him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of armed helicopters spit out tongues of fire, and countless bullets flew towards the old man.
But the old man was not afraid at all. He kept dancing with his hands, and the surging energy instantly blew away all the bullets.
Guo Haijun knew that the Lord of the Palace would definitely send someone over, but that would also take time.
Thinking of this, Guo Haijun waved the ring-headed sword in his hand and rushed towards the saint-level old man without fear of death.
The expressions of a group of generals from the National Protectorate Army changed greatly, and they immediately followed Guo Haijun to fight.
But Guo Haijun shouted loudly:
"Surround them and delay!"
