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With his protective aura, Su Yuan was not afraid of thermal weapons, but he dodged to conserve his aura. Song Xian clearly intended to wear him down with thermal weapons, but even so, Su Yuan had no intention of retreating.

Today, he was determined to kill Chu Xingyu; even Jesus couldn't stop him!

With a few flashes, Su Yuan arrived in front of Song Xian. Seeing this, the Shenwei Camp personnel stopped firing and scattered.

"Fight!"

Song Xian roared, and as his fists collided, a powerful golden ripple shot out, heading straight for Su Yuan.

Su Yuan bent down to dodge, then delivered a kick aimed at crippling his opponent.

But what he didn't expect was that Song Xian didn't dodge, instead smashing a fist down hard on him.

"Idiot."

Su Yuan growled, crossing his hands to block Song Xian's powerful and heavy punch.

With a punch and a kick landing simultaneously, Su Yuan was sent flying more than ten meters by the punch, only stopping when he hit a tree.

The large tree shook violently, and many leaves fell.

Su Yuan's arms were numb from the impact of the punch, but fortunately, his aura was thick enough that he wasn't injured.

At this moment, a hint of shock flashed in Su Yuan's eyes; Song Xian stood still as if nothing had happened.

"Idiot, don't assume others are stupid. Your dirty tricks are useless against me."

Song Xian retorted mercilessly to Su Yuan. He had long mastered the technique of retracting his genitals into his abdomen, and his cultivation method was known for its sheer power. Su Yuan's level of attack couldn't harm him.

"Damn it, if it weren't for..."

Su Yuan wanted to pull out his forty-meter long blade to hack people, but when he touched his waist, he remembered that Cold Shadow had already been snatched by Xiao Fan.

And just then, two bullets shot towards him. Fortunately, Su Yuan reacted in time, dodging one and using his aura to catch the other.

Song Xian, of course, wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. His fists, covered in golden aura, smashed towards Su Yuan.

In his haste, Su Yuan's aura wasn't fully mobilized. His right fist collided with Song Xian's well-prepared punch, and Su Yuan felt a massive force transmit through his arm.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a slight sound of bone cracking, Su Yuan knew that his right arm bone had fractured.

"Open fire!"

Looking at Su Yuan, who was sent flying again by his punch, Song Xian gave an order, and countless streams of fire shot towards Su Yuan. In the distance, two snipers were looking for an opportunity.

At this moment, Song Xian naturally wouldn't act with reckless courage. Su Yuan was not a weakling, and he was only taking advantage of the numbers. With the Shenwei Camp's cooperation, he was able to suppress Su Yuan.

"You all are forcing my hand!"

Su Yuan formed a protective shield with his aura, then a smirk tilted his lips. As his internal momentum erupted, he managed to block all the incoming bullets.

Countless bullets fell to the ground about three meters away from Su Yuan.

"Martial… Martial King expert!"

Song Xian's pupils contracted, his face filled with surprise.

"Lord Chu Xingyu, you go first!"

Facing Su Yuan's sudden surge in strength, Song Xian instantly lost all confidence.

One should know that a Grandmaster could still be restricted by thermal weapons, but a Martial King expert was no longer something that such thermal weapons could restrict.

Unless hit by large-caliber artillery shells, it would be impossible to pose even the slightest threat to a Martial King.

Moreover, with a Martial King's speed, unless there were dense artillery barrages, they simply couldn't be hit.

Chu Xingyu naturally didn't need Song Xian's reminder. The moment he saw Su Yuan's outburst, he had already taken off running.

However, he was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, and after being interrogated by Su Yuan, his injuries were not light, so how could he run fast?

Seeing Chu Xingyu trying to escape, Su Yuan's first reaction was to chase.

The military seal was still in Chu Xingyu's hand, so he naturally couldn't let Chu Xingyu escape.

Su Yuan pushed off with his feet, and a crater instantly appeared on the ground. Song Xian was about to block, but unexpectedly, Su Yuan merely kicked him casually, sending him flying dozens of meters away.

He consecutively crashed into two Shenwei Camp members, then knocked down a large tree before finally stopping.

"Chu Xingyu, prepare to die!"

Chapter 145: Borrowing Your Head

Looking at Chu Xingyu, who was somewhat breathless from running at full speed, Su Yuan sneered with disdain.

He grabbed Chu Xingyu's right arm, which was holding the military seal, and with a slight exertion of force, he actually tore Chu Xingyu's right arm off.

"Ah!!!"

The pain of his severed arm caused Chu Xingyu to let out a heart-wrenching scream, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

"Su Yuan, let me go! I have a very extensive network of connections. If you kill me, you won't live either. As long as you let me go, I will definitely serve you well in the future, becoming your dog."

Feeling the killing intent in Su Yuan's eyes, Chu Xingyu's legs went weak, and he actually knelt down directly, humbly pleading with Su Yuan.

"It would have been better if you were this honest earlier, but before that, I still need to borrow something from you."

Su Yuan said casually, toying with the smooth military seal.

"What is it? Tell me. Anything I have, I'll definitely lend you... No, no, no, I'll give it to you."

Hearing this, Chu Xingyu's heart filled with joy, thinking that his life was saved, but Su Yuan's next sentence made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"I'll borrow your head!"

Before Chu Xingyu could speak, Su Yuan turned his palm into a blade and decapitated Chu Xingyu.

"You actually! You actually dared to kill Lord Chu Xingyu... How could you dare, how could you dare!"

Song Xian, who had received great kindness from Chu Xingyu, had just arrived and witnessed this scene, which made it impossible for his heart to accept.

"The military seal is here! All Shenwei Camp soldiers, heed my command!"

Ignoring Song Xian, Su Yuan raised the military seal in his hand and shouted loudly.

The arriving Shenwei Camp members looked at Chu Xingyu lying in a pool of blood, exchanging glances, unsure of what to do for a moment.

Although the Shenwei Camp indeed recognized the military seal and not the person, this man had just executed the deputy commander. Should they obey his orders now?

"Everyone, don't listen to him! The military seal in his hand is fake!"

Song Xian roared, interrupting everyone's thoughts. As the commander of the Shenwei Camp, Song Xian's prestige was self-evident. Hearing this, all the Shenwei Camp members aimed their guns at Su Yuan.

"Song Xian, I see your strength is not weak. If you follow me, I guarantee you'll advance to Martial King. Otherwise, this time next year will be your death anniversary!"

Su Yuan knew Song Xian's strength and naturally wanted to persuade him. With Song Xian's help, he could smoothly control the entire Shenwei Camp.

Furthermore, with Song Xian's strength, he believed it wouldn't be long before he could advance to Martial King, which would be a great asset then.

One must know that even among the Four Great Families of the Capital, a Martial King was an absolute high-ranking figure.

Even a martial arts family like the Zhao family had only one Martial King expert in their clan.

Facing Su Yuan's offer to surrender, Song Xian scoffed. He was not the kind of person to abandon his principles for strength.

"Heh heh, Lord Chu Xingyu's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. How could I humble myself to you for the sake of living? Come and fight!"

Song Xian clenched his fists and actively attacked Su Yuan.

However, Su Yuan, with his twisted mouth, was now at a level of strength that Song Xian could not compare to. Fist against fist, Song Xian was instantly sent flying backward, falling clumsily to the ground, rolling over a dozen times before stopping.

At this moment, Song Xian was in a sorry state, his white clothes stained yellow and black with dust, and a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Song Xian ignored his condition and continued to attack Su Yuan. Seeing this, many Shenwei Camp soldiers turned their heads away.

"Battalion Commander Song, we'll help you!"

Five Shenwei Camp soldiers threw down their guns, stepped forward, and attacked Su Yuan.

However, being in the Xiantian Realm, they couldn't even harm a single hair on Su Yuan. With Su Yuan's aura erupting, Song Xian, along with the five men, were all pushed out.

And those five Shenwei Camp soldiers, after falling to the ground, never got up again.

Seeing this, Song Xian's eyes turned red.

"Don't come over! Today, I'm going to duel him!"

Song Xian stopped the others who still wanted to advance. He knew that even if so many people attacked together, they would face the same outcome against Su Yuan. To avoid implicating his brothers in the Shenwei Camp, Song Xian chose to face everything alone.

"You're truly stubborn. Song Xian, I gave you a chance. You're seeking death yourself!"

Su Yuan knew that killing Song Xian would make it much harder to subdue the Shenwei Camp, but Song Xian had repeatedly sought death, so he no longer wanted to hold back.

"Come on, then let's see who dies first!"

Song Xian roared as he charged forward. This time, Su Yuan no longer held back. After dodging Song Xian's punch, he punched him directly in the abdomen. The punch instantly pierced Song Xian's abdomen, and a bowl-sized hole appeared in Song Xian's lower abdomen.

"Ugh..."

Feeling his body's strength draining away, Song Xian fell to the ground unwillingly, his eyes gradually becoming hazy.

"Lord Chu Xingyu, I have repaid your kindness... I hope you can treat the Shenwei Camp well, don't... don't let them go to..."

"Battalion Commander!"