The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 692 - 692 690 Slayer of Evil

692: Chapter 690 Slayer of Evil 692: Chapter 690 Slayer of Evil “Wei Shao, save me, save me…” The Dongyin person, drained of blood by the Zombie King, didn’t die immediately.

Clutching at his neck with a terrified face, he looked at the long-haired man exuding an eerie charm from head to toe.

“Congratulations, you’ve become a great Immortal Warrior!” Yuan Palace Wei said with a sinister smile curving his lips.

The Zombie King, after draining one person of blood, was still unsatisfied and immediately pounced on another Dongyin person.

That person was horrified and ran, but with his strength being merely at Mortal Realm Intermediate Level, how could he outrun the Zombie King?

He had only run a few steps before the Zombie King caught up with him and bit into his neck.

Perhaps it was death that ignited his fighting spirit, the man pulled out the dagger from his waistband and viciously stabbed it into the Zombie King’s chest.

Crack!

Facing the Zombie King, whose physical body was extremely formidable, the dagger snapped with a sound.

Next, the Zombie King almost completely drained Yuan Palace Wei’s subordinates of their blood.

Having ingested a great amount of blood, the Zombie King’s originally withered body slowly became plump, his chaotic eyes grew more spirited, and his sharp fangs looked incredibly terrifying and unnerving.

His aura also surged greatly.

This secret technique was exceedingly vicious, using the fresh blood of living people as energy, the more blood it absorbed, the stronger it became.

“Blood…

I need blood…” the Zombie King roared towards the heavens.

Number 8 and Number 9 exchanged a glance, seeing their fallen comrades scattered on the ground, their eyes were filled with intense fear.

They looked at each other again as if they had made a decision.

Clang!

Clang!

The katanas were suddenly drawn, but they weren’t aimed at the Zombie King; instead, they were swinging towards Yuan Palace Wei behind them.

This Yuan Palace Wei had gone mad, letting the Zombie King evolve by even allowing it to drain his own subordinates.

To escape this disaster, they had to kill Yuan Palace Wei first and then deal with the Zombie King together.

This was the conclusion Number 8 and Number 9 had reached.

Although this charming man’s prowess was always spoken of as extraordinary, very few had seen him take action.

As the Shiren, the strongest samurai of the Yagami Family, by joining forces, they might have a chance at victory.

“Yagami Killing Technique—Crush!”

“Yagami Assassination Technique—Rend!”

In this moment, Number 8 and Number 9 used the strongest Martial Techniques from the Yagami-style Ancient Martial Arts they had mastered.

The katanas bore no radiant splendor, yet they seemed as if they could crush space, slicing through the air, attacking Yuan Palace Wei from two extremely tricky angles, one from the left and one from the right.

Number 8 and Number 9 had been on many missions together, and their teamwork had long since become impeccably synchronized.

Even though one of them was only a Superhuman Realm Beginner Level, and the other had barely reached Superhuman Realm Intermediate, together they had once slain a Superhuman Realm Advanced-Level enemy.

Yuan Palace Wei might have a great reputation, but after all, he was too young, not yet thirty.

How strong could he be?

Keep in mind, when Yuan Palace Wei was still a child, Number 8 and Number 9 were already quite famous within the Iori Yagami samurai ranks.

Faced with their sudden attack, Yuan Palace Wei showed no change in expression, hands behind his back, looking at the two of them as if he were looking at dead men.

Seeing Yuan Palace Wei showing no sign of defense, their rage grew.

After all, they were also descendants of the Great Serpent, with the blood of the Ferocious Snake coursing through their veins.

Within the Dong Yin, the Yagami Family was held in high esteem, and Yuan Palace Wei’s action was a complete insult to them.

The katanas moved as fast as lightning, aiming for two vital points on Yuan Palace Wei.

A hint of joy flickered through their eyes.

At such a close distance, it was impossible for Yuan Palace Wei to dodge.

Thump!

Thump!

Two muffled thumps.

Number 8 and Number 9 were sent flying backward like kites with their strings cut, their mouths spewing out blood like fountains.

They had lost, and their defeat was utter and complete.

They didn’t even see how their opponent had struck.

Was this the man known as Slayer of Evil?

Despite being engulfed in evil aura himself, he was paradoxically hailed as the Slayer of Evil…

Yuango Wei slowly walked toward the prone figures of Number 8 and Number 9, his powerful aura instilling dread even in the nearby Zombie King.

A look of absolute despair filled the eyes of Number 8 and Number 9.

With Yuango Wei present, the Zombie King didn’t dare approach—such was the testament to his immense strength.

He was strong, unimaginably strong, not on the same level at all.

“Gentlemen, was there perhaps some misunderstanding just now?” Just when Number 8 and Number 9 thought they would undoubtedly die, Yuango Wei suddenly spoke up, a puzzled expression on his face.

Number 8 and Number 9 exchanged looks—what did Yuango Wei mean by that?

Could it be that he didn’t intend to kill them?

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Number 8 was the first to speak, “We’ve long heard of Wei Shao’s formidable strength and have always wanted to witness it firsthand.

However, we did not expect that we wouldn’t even be able to take a single move from you.

It’s quite embarrassing…”

Yuango Wei gave a devilish smile, “So that’s it.

If only you had said earlier that the two Shiren wished for a spar with me, I thought you were trying to kill me.”

The two men swallowed hard, they had indeed wanted to kill him just now, but simply couldn’t.

“How could that be…” Number 9 blurted out with feigned bravado.

Yuango Wei nodded, “Are you two alright?”

“We’re fine…”

At that moment, the Zombie King suddenly turned and fled toward the cave.

Though the Zombie King had gained a hint of spiritual intelligence, comparable to a newborn, mostly acting on instinct, it chose to flee in the face of Yuango Wei, showing just how terrifying Yuango Wei truly was.

“Wei Shao, should we pursue?” Although they didn’t understand why Yuango Wei didn’t kill them, knowing his strength, they no longer harbored any thoughts of resistance.

Yuango Wei nodded, “Let’s follow and see.”

The three of them followed the Zombie King into the cave.

Immediately, a flood of giant rats and ordinary zombies emerged from within.

It seemed the Zombie King knew of Yuango Wei’s prowess, which is why it sent its minions to block their path.

But these minions were nothing—not just to Yuango Wei.

Number 8 and Number 9 could easily dispose of these small fries.

“Wei Shao, there’s a lot of gold and silver jewelry here.” Continuing to follow the Zombie King, the three eventually arrived at the cave that Wang Dadong and Long Qiuyu had once entered.

“These treasures are left by our Da Dong Yin soldiers; they must be sent back to our great Da Dong Yin.

However, now is not the time,” Yuango Wei said lightly, glancing over the heaps of gold and silver on the ground as if to him, they were mere dross.

At Yuango Wei’s level, money barely held any significance.

It wasn’t that they didn’t need money, but if they wanted to obtain it, it would be all too easy for them.

Where Number 8 and Number 9 saw gold and silver jewelry, Yuango Wei saw the scattered fragments of corpses on the ground.

The cuts on these fragments were clean and even, clearly made with a single strike.

What enraged Yuango Wei the most was that one of the Zombie Kings had been slain.

It was then that Number 8 and Number 9 also took notice of the corpses on the ground, frowning as they said: “To be able to kill a Zombie King, could it be that Huaxia woman we encountered on the train?”