Peerless Conceited Cultivator

The blue Pacific Ocean was in a state of upheaval.

The Evil Demon Island was a small island that only covered 20 square kilometers. It was like a dark green leaf that was floating on the endless sea. It was so small that it could be ignored.

However, only those who had entered the island would know how long and arduous the journey across the island was. The high and low trees covered the sky, and the deep valleys and precipices were abnormally dangerous.

Every step was filled with killing intent and was extremely dangerous.

Puff!

With a light sound, a radish like Sub-MOA bullet shot out from the barrel of the Barrett sniper rifle that had a silencer installed. It flew out at an initial speed of over 800 m/s.

In an instant, the air around the gun twisted as the bullet penetrated through the dense fog. The bullet smashed a leaf floating in the air, producing a loud popping sound.

Two hundred meters away, a tragic blood arrow shot out from the forehead of a Ancient Chinese Brigade sniper. The bullet penetrated the head, bringing about a wave of brain matter as it sent a large piece of his skull flying.

At the same time as the sniper rifle fell to the ground, his hot brain matter landed on Yang Pann's pale face, who was trembling in fear.

"Ga —!" Yang Pann was straightforward, with both eyes rolling back, he was so scared that he fainted.

"Little Yang!" "Cheer up!"

A group of enemies suddenly appeared in front of them. The commander Lei Yan, holding his assault rifle, wildly shot at them with all his strength to suppress them. At the same time, he moved closer to Yang Pann and fiercely shook his shoulders.

Thump! Thump! Thump! The sounds of the gunshots became more concentrated and loud, until Yang Pann finally woke up. However, the current Yang Pann was no longer the original Yang Pann.

On the Cultivation Continent, the Void Emperor Tian Xuanzi was besieged by a hundred almighty cultivators and his flesh was torn apart, leaving behind only a wisp of his primordial spirit that was wrapped by Storage Ring and sent into the depths of the universe.

However, for some reason, the ring just happened to fall onto Yang Pann's finger, and the wisp of primordial spirit soul also attached onto Yang Pann's body, which had been scared out of its wits.

At this time, streams of information suddenly drilled into Yang Pann's mind, giving him a splitting headache.

Yang Pann, a sophomore year student, was a child of the Yang Family of a third-rate clan.

Due to various reasons, he was loathed by his clansmen. This time, Third Uncle used the trial as an excuse for him to forcefully join Ancient Chinese Brigade and carry out a top-secret mission to kill the Black Water Mercenary Group.

In truth, Yang Pann did not have a Martial Soul and did not have any cultivation.

Han Qingyu saw her teammates lying in pools of blood as the enemies got closer and closer. Her ferocious face could be seen clearly, and her heart was heavy.

A week ago, China's national security system discovered that our country's important military intelligence had been stolen by the Black Water Mercenary, and ordered high ranking military officer Han Qingyu to lead Ancient Chinese Brigade's three squads to the Demon Island they were on to kill them and retrieve the information.

However, unexpectedly, the other side was already prepared, and as soon as the three Ancient Chinese Brigade teams entered the Demon Island, they were immediately surrounded.

The strength of the Black Water Mercenary Group was too strong. With the two sides fighting for a whole day, the Ancient Chinese Brigade and thirteen warriors were left with only Yang Pann and Lei Yan.

Glancing at Yang Pann, Han Qingyu could not understand why such a weak youth who could not even hold a spear steadily would appear in his Ancient Chinese Brigade.

She said in a deep voice: "Lei Yan, bring Yang Pann and break out of this encirclement, but please leave me a handgun! If I fall into the hands of the enemy, it will lead to an international dispute. I cannot add political burdens to my country and cause international dissension. "

"NO!" Our Ancient Chinese Brigade has never left behind any of our comrades! Let's kill our way out together! " Lei Yan interrupted her and started firing fiercely at the enemies.

Death, murder, and the grief of losing his comrades had not extinguished his determination to live and to take revenge!

At this moment, whoosh! A rocket launcher landed beside Yang Pann, who shouted, "Get down!" At the same time, she flew over to Yang Pann's body and firmly covered him.

Boom!

The rocket launcher exploded, the air waves churned, shrapnel flew everywhere, Lei Ming was covered in blood from the explosion, but Yang Pann was safe and sound.

Yang Pann was slightly touched as he hurriedly took out a Energy Recovery Pill from the Storage Ring and stuffed it into Lei Yan's mouth. He said resolutely, "Captain Lei, Officer Han, you two hold on for a bit, I will bring you two out!"

"Yang Pann, you —" Han Qingyu couldn't help but be surprised, she could feel the change in Yang Pann's temperament.

Previously, Yang Pann was just a weak and cowardly youth who did not even dare to shoot. But now, he did not have the slightest bit of cowardice or nervousness. A biting cold killing intent!

"Hua!"

In the next moment, Yang Pann shot out from his hiding place like a bolt of lightning.

In midair, a sword appeared in his right hand. With a wave of his left hand, a few rays of black light streaked across the sky. Three Dark Water Mercenaries members in different positions all fell to the ground.

Puff!

A sad and beautiful blood shot out.

One of the Blackwater Mercenary Soldier's warriors only saw a blur before his eyes. A long sword had already pierced through his chest, and blood was still dripping from the tip of the sword that came from his back.

"Those who block me, die!"

Yang Pann dragged his bleeding long sword forward, his gaze as sharp as a blade, as though he was a Devil God that had just walked out of hell. With a kind of imposing aura, he approached the other three mercenaries.

"Kill him!"

In the distance, there was a tall and muscular man. He was armed, had no paint on his face, was handsome, had a black cloth wrapped around his head, was capable and cool, and had a gloomy expression on his face.

Satan!

According to the Bible, he was once the revered chief instructor of the 2500 Delta troops. The NATO army called him one of the six most powerful creatures in North America, and now that he had retired, he was the commander of the Blackwater Mercenaries.

Before he finished speaking, three bullets had already exploded out from his Desert Eagle at an extremely crafty angle, aiming at Yang Pann's forehead, left and right shoulders.

An unavoidable shot!

The other two mercenaries also pulled the triggers of their assault rifles and started firing fiercely at Yang Pann. Their expressions were ferocious and filled with killing intent, as if they wanted to beat Yang Pann into a sieve in order to vent their hatred.

A strange figure that was like a gust of wind soared into the sky!

Yang Pann instantly crossed a distance of a few metres, using the momentum from the tree trunk to spin his body horizontally in the air. With a wave of his arm, a sword image that was like a sky full of stars swept towards Satan's group of three.

Before they could even react, a cold light that seemed to contain the limits of their eyesight pierced through the air through their necks. They stood there in a daze, their pupils gradually fading as a red line slowly appeared on their necks!

Bang!

A good head that kept bleeding rolled to Han Qingyu's side.

At this moment, Han Qingyu's face was deathly pale, with a terrified look in her eyes. It was not because of the head, but because she had just seen Yang Pann's heaven defying abilities.

Ancient Martial Arts Expert!

The two words appeared in Han Qingyu's mind in astonishment.

At this moment, she couldn't help but feel ashamed of underestimating Yang Pann.

Yang Pann was indeed extraordinary. Using only his cold weapons, he had instantly killed six experts of the Black Water Mercenary Group. The scenes were even more explosive and wonderful than moving movies.

"Hahaha, isn't this Satan Shrek? I actually died in your hands, good brother, you're great! " Lei Yan was startled for a moment, then leaned against the tree trunk and laughed out loud, his tiger eyes glistening with tears.

The enemy leader and his henchmen were all beheaded, indicating their victory in breaking out of the encirclement. Completely despaired, they suddenly saw hope, their minds were in a mess. This tough guy couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to cry.

Hu hu hu hu!

Half an hour later, an owl-dragon military helicopter with five red stars circled over. The strong wind from the propeller made the towering trees tremble.

"Motherland... "He's finally not giving up on us!" Seeing this scene, the always strong Han Qingyu actually had tears in her eyes. She took out a signal flare from her backpack and twisted it forcefully, causing the white smoke to rise up into the air.

"Officer Han is here!"

Along with a joyous shout, a rope ladder descended from the helicopter, and the three of them helped each other into the helicopter. The soldiers then collected the bodies of their dead comrades, and the helicopter started spiralling towards China.

The sun was setting, and the red clouds that filled the sky were like flags of victory.

There was a moment of silence in the cabin.

Han Qingyu and Lei Yan were both thinking about their own matters.

After experiencing a brutal and bloody battle, although he had obtained back his intelligence and victory, he had personally witnessed more than a dozen of his comrades' deaths. That kind of psychological shock was hard to describe.

"Yang Pann, how did you suddenly become so powerful?" After an unknown period of time, Han Qingyu's eyes suddenly twitched, her beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of radiance, and after carefully examining Yang Pann, she asked.