Legend of the Mythological Genes

Chapter 220: A Hero Saving A Damsel in Distress? Such A Thing Doesn’t Exist in The Real World!

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

“Boss, you were right! Had we not let that brat go before, we wouldn’t have been able to bait these two big ones.”

“That’s right! We haven’t tasted women in so long; this will be such a treat!”

“Capture the women and make them give birth to our children, ha ha ha!”

… …

The horrendous laughter was filled with lustful intent.

“Once you captured them, let me have a taste first, then you can do whatever you want with them!” The fierce and sinister leader laughed as he spoke.

A group of men surrounded the sisters like hungry wolves cornering two cute bunnies. They were playing with their prey and not allowing them to escape.

“You bastards!” The fierce-looking girl was shaking uncontrollably. She couldn’t help herself as she clenched her fists and pounced toward the group of death convicts.

Wind Fire Fists!

Both of her fists were wrapped in the power of wind and fire. As the power raged on, she struck her fists toward the enemy.

Although she was a woman, her punch force was strong and fierce. Jumping and landing as if she was an Amazonian goddess from the myths, she had annihilated her target.

Boom boom!

With her lightning-like movements and her powerful fists that displayed the imposingness of a mountain, she struck the chests of two death convicts.

They showed a horrified expression. Without clearly seeing their opposition’s figure, blood slid down the corner of their mouths as the chest collapsed. They were no longer alive.

The girl was as wild as a tiger within a herd of sheep. She was punching and kicking like a raging storm.

It was unclear how strong her punching force was. But if one was hit by it, they would see the yellow river after a blink of an eye.

In a short while, five to six men had already fallen to her fists or become crippled. With this scene in front of them, the death convicts started to retreat.

“What a fierce woman!” The leader laughed with anger. He leaped abruptly and opened his giant palms. He hooked his fingers as if he was forming a claw and struck it toward the girl.

A loud bang.

The fist and palm met in midair.

He slammed his palm into the fierce girl’s fists, not allowing the girl to advance any further.

The girl raised her eyebrows and strengthened her barrage of punches. Her long slender legs swept across like an iron whip. It was so fast that there was no shadow as she fiercely kicked toward the leader’s body. Noises of an iron wall being banged on could be heard.

The leader’s vitality was strong. However, even though he was an elite cultivator, he was still kicked to the point of stumbling backward.

He felt as though he had grasped a fierce tiger within his hands that was ready to escape and counterattack.

“I will deal with this wild woman! You guys deal with the weak one!” The leader shouted as his skin turned into a golden color. He was like a golden statue as his body grew to a height of four to five meters. It was the Invulnerable Vajra!

The fierce-looking girl kicked like a hurricane and struck the leader’s body until it shook.

However, his body was incomparably hard, and his hands were like cages as it locked her two fists, not allowing her to break free.

“Little babe, let us give you some love!” The other death convicts smirked as they approached the frail-looking girl. Their eyes were filled with lust as if they wanted to strip all her clothing.

The group surrounded her like hungry wolves, but the frail-looking girl did not even bat an eye. On the contrary, she shot out a mysterious golden light that spread into small arrows in the air. They became a thin golden thread as they pierced the forehead of the three men at the front.

Soul’s Arrow!

The expressions of the three death convicts became dull as they squatted where they stood.

Crack…

The three bodies were as stiff as wooden dolls. They turned around staring at their companions with indifference. Suddenly, they rushed toward their pals and clawed at their necks. One of the guys was at a lost and had his throat pierced and died.

Seeing the three guys’ dull expression, all the death convicts were shocked. “What the hell is this?”

The three guys seemed to have lost their souls and were madly attacking their companions. The crowd fell into chaos.

“Mental energy!” Feng Lin suddenly woke up and noticed that there were strong fluctuations of mental energy in the air.