Wei Cheng had just darted into the thicket when a hand clamped over his mouth, and a numbing sensation spread from his Dazhui acupoint.
In almost an instant, Wei Cheng lost all ability to resist.
Wei Cheng's eyes widened.
Before he could react, he heard a deep voice from behind.
"Don't move, I'm Yang Fei."
Wei Cheng inhaled sharply; this was the second time Yang Fei had overpowered him.
Whether prepared or unprepared, he had no way to counter it.
"Yang, what do you intend to do? The enemy has already surrounded us."
Wei Cheng lowered his voice, his tone filled with anxiety.
Yang Fei sneered, "Just these two people making you scared out of your wits."
"Watch closely, and see how I deal with them."
With that, he pulled Wei Cheng and vanished deep into the jungle.
Right at that moment, more than ten Demon Emperor Guards rushed into the forest.
The target they were pursuing had already disappeared without a trace.
