Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 1142: Sudden Change (8)

Slap—!

With a light sound, Tutian Zhengxiong was flipped to the ground by An Yiqing, as the Tri-edge Military Spike cleanly plunged into his head, bursting a mess of brain matter and fresh blood!

Until his death, Tutian Zhengxiong still couldn’t believe he had been defeated by a young girl.

After dealing with Tutian Zhengxiong, An Yiqing turned and joined the team with An Zhifeng and others. Over two hundred Middle Endurance and Upper Endurance Ninjas, numb to pain, were like powerful fighting machines. An Zhifeng and his companions fought desperately, ripping into enemies until their own bodies were splattered with blood and flesh, yet they had only killed a few dozen enemies.

With the addition of An Yiqing, An Zhifeng and others gradually relaxed a bit. They took turns to catch their breath, lifting their blood-soaked Tri-edge Military Spikes to battle once again.

As time ticked by, their physical strength rapidly declined. Several weaker Blood Guards were already showing signs of exhaustion, and the wounds on everyone’s bodies deepened.

At this moment, both of An Yiqing’s arms had nearly turned numb, she couldn’t remember how many Upper Endurance she had killed, feeling only that these people were like relentless killing machines. Even with arms and legs severed, they would still try to bite you with their teeth before dying.

The enemies fell one by one, got up, and then fell again. Many on An Yiqing’s side faced life and death situations, and if it weren’t for their dependable comrades, many would have already died.

In the dark room, the man sitting in the corner eyed the monitor keenly showcasing the heroic figure of An Yiqing, his lips curling into a playful smile.

"An Yiqing, I am really looking forward to our first meeting."

As the voice fell, the room became empty.

Over an hour had passed, and after they defeated the last Medicine Person Jonin, everyone just collapsed on the ground, not wanting to move.

Bodies everywhere, blood flowed like rivers. An Yiqing and others collapsed on the ground, leaning against piles of corpses, too exhausted to speak anymore.

A moment later, An Zhifeng staggeringly got up from the ground, shook his numb arms, and strenuously took off his coat.

He folded the coat, then twisted it like a rope, tightly. Using his arms, he twisted, and whoosh—. The red blood water flowed like a released flood.

Seeing this, others followed suit, removing their coats to twist tightly, creating a scenario like an out-of-control tap, blood sprinkled everywhere.

An Yiqing leaned against some corpses to rest for a while, then took out a plastic bag of elixirs from her pocket.

"These are for replenishing energy, eat them. They can last for a while, but you might feel weak for a couple of days after we get back. However, it’s nothing serious."

An Zhifeng and others’ eyes brightened as they quickly took the pills from An Yiqing’s hands and swallowed them without hesitation.

An Yiqing sighed in her heart, she truly didn’t want to use these pills unless absolutely necessary due to everyone’s extreme fatigue. Looking towards the distant corpse of Tutian Zhengxiong, An Yiqing’s gaze flickered. Now that the most powerful person is dead, there likely won’t be any more ambushes, right...?

For some reason, An Yiqing always felt that she had overlooked something very important.

What about that prestigious guest of the Tutian Family? Did he leave or is he still here?

Stabilizing the doubts in her mind, An Yiqing led An Zhihang and others quickly forward.

They had passed two-thirds of the Ninja Headquarters, with only one-third remaining before they reach Snake Island where the An Family were held. She had already arranged for An Zhimei to take the An Family to a safe place, and then pick them up by plane.

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