Chapter 569: The Swift-Flying Guillotine! Split in Two!

"But you can't go throw your life away!"

"Do you think I'd be that foolish?"

Zhou Wanshan stared into Su Yang's eyes.

In Su Yang's pitch-black eyes, reason and madness converged.

It was a calm madness!

"No!"

Su Yang could never be irrational.

He was just a little… mad!

"Then carry out the order!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Wanshan nodded heavily.

"Go! While the Shoushen Sect's flying familiars have just taken off!"

Su Yang handed the Western Army's secret letter to Liu Mengyun.

Peng Xiangming knew Zhou Wanshan, but not Liu Mengyun.

If Liu Mengyun found Peng Xiangming, she had to prove her identity.

The secret letter was perfect for that.

"Then I'm off, Colonel, take care!"

Liu Mengyun summoned her Black Tiger Hawk and flew west.

She knew Su Yang was at least a calm madman!

He wouldn't risk his life for a joke.

"Junior Colonel Su, no matter the outcome, I hope you return safely!"

This genius, Su Yang, was risking his life to fight the Shoushen Sect's four hundred elite troops for the members of the Western Army's Emergency Unit—how could Zhou Wanshan not be moved?

Zhou Wanshan said solemnly: "The Western Army owes you a debt. If you return safely, you're my brother—you're my elder brother!"

"Elder brother?" Su Yang glanced at Zhou Wanshan's aged face and said with mild disgust, "Nah, better not. Feels like you're taking advantage of me!"

"What, you look down on me?"

Su Yang replied offhandedly: "If your wife is beautiful, I might consider it!"

Zhou Wanshan paused, summoned his flying familiar, and leapt onto its back.

Amid the whooshing wind, Zhou Wanshan's voice reached Su Yang: "My wife is indeed beautiful—if you return safely, I'll invite you home for dinner!"

Su Yang fell silent…

He was just joking.

Could Zhou Wanshan actually have taken it seriously?

In the pitch-black night sky, fierce winds howled past.

They quickly scattered Su Yang's turbulent thoughts.

He exhaled deeply, leapt onto the Storm Eagle's back, and gazed down at the vast, dark earth.

On the ground, familiars slowly spread out.

Like ink dots in clear water.

In terms of reconnaissance, Su Yang's Storm Eagle was certainly no match for hundreds of flying familiars.

But if he killed enough Shoushen Sect flying familiars, wouldn't their reconnaissance advantage be weakened?

If he killed hard enough!

Until most of their flying familiars dared not venture out…

The Shoushen Sect's reconnaissance advantage would vanish.

Meanwhile, Su Yang could also draw the Shoushen Sect's attention, buying time for Liu Mengyun and Zhou Wanshan.

Of course, there was also the legion mission's contribution!

Thinking of the coming battle, Su Yang's blood boiled—even the Earth Bear inside him stirred restlessly.