Chapter 214 Bloody thighs

Seeing that Yang Zifeng had already walked to the center of the hall on the second floor, and the hundred people hiding behind had already touched the wall on the other side of the hall. At this moment, a dozen people who were also wearing white training suits mixed in all directions, but with a yellow edge on their collars were shouting loudly, shouting: "The master of the museum has an order, and kill Wuhe to those who trespass! If you kill this fang, the master of the museum will have a heavy reward. If there is an escaper, you will be punished with great punishment!"

This is obviously not an ordinary gym. The owner of this guild actually has such a great power towards the members in the guild. When the more than 100 members in practicing kung fu heard the shouting of the dozen people, their expressions changed slightly. Then they saw that the dozen people who were shouting had turned around and rushed towards the weapon stands erected on both sides of the hall, and each selected a weapon that they were more proficient in, such as machetes or swords and sticks, and then they howled and rushed towards Yang Zifeng.

When the others saw this move, they didn't dare to neglect them. They turned around and snatched the weapons placed on both sides of the hall. You know... Since this fight must be fought, it is better to have a weapon in your hand than to have empty hands. If you have a weapon in your hand, you will hit it with one knife... Even if you can't hurt that perverted guy, at most he will be knocked away by his knife. If you attack directly with your fists and feet... Then the one who is knocked away by your arms and legs may be his arms and legs!

Although there are indeed many weapons placed in the lobby on the second floor, there are more people here, and one person is definitely not enough, so people who have quick hands and slow hands. Those who cannot grab weapons can only use their flesh and blood to fight against the enemy. Since the owner of the museum has issued an order, no one here dares to disobey, and no one dares to escape.

As a result, at least more than 60 weapons displayed on both sides of the hall were all grabbed by fast-moving people. Then everyone who obtained the weapons immediately became more confident and shouted and rushed towards Yang Zifeng.

Later, those who did not grab the weapon were not disappointed or upset. After all, in their opinion, there were more than 60 people on their side who had weapons. No matter how hard that person could fight, there was only one person, and there was only one person with bare hands. After more than 60 swords were cut down together, even if it was a piece of iron, it should have been cut into several pieces, right? They didn't believe that the guy who broke in today could still be beaten with iron all over his body? And those who didn't grab the weapon naturally didn't have to go to the front line, so they didn't grab the good weapon at this time, but maybe they lost their horses!

Seeing more than 60 people rushing towards him waving their weapons and shouting, Yang Zifeng frowned slightly... He was really not interested in wasting time with these small characters, but these guys were sticking on them like cakes. It was obviously not possible to not let them go!

Yang Zifeng shook his head helplessly and had to reach into his arms... With a thought, a bright silver dagger appeared in Yang Zifeng's palm.

When everyone saw Yang Zifeng taking out a silver-shining dagger from his arms, they didn't care at all. As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong. In this kind of group fight, and in a group of people beat a person, what role can that dagger several inches long play? Any machete is at least half a meter long. With just one dagger, it will definitely not even be able to hit the corner of someone else's clothes. What effect can it do?

However, after Yang Zifeng took out the silver-shining dagger, he did not immediately go to the people who were killing him. Instead, he pinched the head and tail of the dagger with two hands, and then stretched it hard. So with a light "brush", people could see that the "dagger" in Yang Zifeng's hand suddenly stretched to more than half a meter long, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a short sword.

"Damn...it's actually a spring sword!"

"So it's a spring sword... Hehe, that's nothing scary. I've had this thing before. It's not only very dull, but also hard. If you cut it hard on harder things, you can smash this thing into pieces!"

"Yes...and you see that his broken spring sword is obviously not very good. It can't be opened just by pressing the button. You have to stretch it with your hands... Haha... I'm so laughing!"

However, Yang Zifeng completely ignored everyone's mockery, and continued to pull the ends of the short sword and stretched it hard again... "Brush" the short sword in Yang Zifeng's hand turned into a long sword in an instant. But that's not the end. Yang Zifeng let go of his hand and changed it to hold the "sword hilt" with both hands at the same time, and then shook the long sword in his hand again, "Brush, brush, brush-" Then the length of the long sword continued to rise again and in a blink of an eye, the small dagger turned into a three-meter-long giant sword. This magic-like scene shocked everyone, but no one cared about it anymore.

As the person said just now, spring swords are generally something that is not useful, because to ensure the flexibility of telescopicity, each piece of the spring sword must be hollow thin iron sheets. The longer the spring sword is, the thinner the thickness of the sword body will naturally become. The more than three meters of giant swords, it looks powerful enough, but it is obvious that the sword is simply hollow, and the thin body of the sword is probably not much thicker than white paper. I guess as long as someone takes a knife and chops it on it, he can immediately cut it into two pieces. Of course, there is nothing to be scary!

"Ah...you die for me!"

The dozen people with yellow edges embedded in collars that were the first to attack had already rushed to Yang Zifeng not far away. More than half of the dozen people had chosen swords, swords and other relatively sharp cold weapons. These dozen swords were slashing over together. The momentum was really extraordinary. People with a little courage would probably be scared to death just by seeing this scene.

But Yang Zifeng didn't take it seriously at all. He just swung the giant sword more than three meters long, rushed down the tip of the sword, and gently drew a semicircle in front of him...

The longest weapon of ordinary swords and swords is only more than one meter, and it is impossible to compare with Yang Zifeng's three-meter-long super giant sword. So when Yang Zifeng attacked, they had not yet entered the effective attack distance. Seeing the giant sword swept, the person on the left immediately waved the big sword in his hand, exhaled, and roared angrily, slashing straight towards the "spring sword" that seemed to him that he must be fragile.

As the swords and swords intersected, there was no clear sound of gold and iron clashing, but a light sound of "brush-" sound. Then the long sword in the man's hand was split into two at once. The upper half of the "ding" fell to the ground, and the upper half was still firmly held by the man. However, the man's knife was blocked for a moment, and the power burst out from his hands could not be retracted for a while. As a result, he held half of the big sword and swung it hard, slashing it straight on his shoulder...

"Ah..." A scream rang out, but the guy didn't scream because his shoulder was cut by himself, but because his legs were gently swept by Yang Zifeng's super giant silver-shining sword in an instant, and as if it were the knife in his hand, it was immediately cut into two pieces.

Yang Zifeng cut off a knife and two legs with one sword, but he felt as if he had just cut a few pieces of paper. However, the giant sword in his hand that was scratching from left to right did not stop at all, and continued to slash at the other person next to him.

The second man was short and strong. Due to his body shape, he almost never played with weapons like swords, but he only loved heavy weapons like hammers and axes. This time there was no exception. He grabbed a big axe with two hands. This axe was heavy, weighing at least thirty pounds, and was completely forged with fine steel. Although it was definitely not as sharp as weapons like swords, this heavy figure was the nemesis of sharp weapons.

The short and fat guy saw his companion around him cut off his machete and legs by Yang Zifeng's giant sword. He couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. But at the same time, he couldn't help but secretly glad that he had chosen the right weapon. This axe seemed a little clumsy when used to attack the enemy, but the silver giant sword used to block Yang Zifeng's silver giant sword must be no problem. Although everyone had read it wrong, he didn't expect that the "spring sword" in Yang Zifeng's hand was not only a waste of fancy, but even a real sword that was cut like iron as mud. However, the short and fat guy still didn't believe that the sword could cut off his thick axe, so he did not hesitate to use the thickest part of his axe and smashed the silver giant sword horizontally towards the sweeping silver giant sword...

A soft sound of "Brush--" sounded, and there was no sound of gold and iron clashing. The short fat man was wondering, and suddenly felt a light in his hand. The short fat man felt a slump in his heart. He quickly used his strength to pull the axe that was only half of the axe left and pulled it back, and at the same time he hurriedly flew backwards, trying to avoid the sweeping of Yang Zifeng's giant sword.

It's just a pity... Although the short and fat man's reaction was already very fast, it was still too late. Although he pulled back the axe that almost threw it up and hit him, his step back only retreated away from his upper half. When he felt his body fall backwards without balance, he suddenly realized that he was in front of him... It turned out that two short, thick, bloody thighs were left in the position where he was standing!


Chapter completed!