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Chapter 230 Devour

Seeing this, the two swordsmen were shocked, and then they couldn't help but take a few steps back, holding the broken knife in both hands and trembling slightly.

When the two of them looked underground unwillingly again, but still couldn't find where the knife they had broken was, both of them felt cold in their backs and sweat was constantly falling from their heads.

This is simply not a supernatural event that ordinary people can accept! What a living person... Even after being cut by their knife, they immediately shattered their knife into pieces. This feeling is not as strange as it is now! And such a long section of the knife tip clearly cut into Yang Zifeng's body, how could it disappear silently now!

The two looked at each other and saw the hesitation and fear in each other's eyes. The two swordsmen were shocked, then suddenly turned their heads, picked up the only half of the Dongyang sword in their hands, and roared and rushed towards Yang Zifeng again.

"Puchi, puchi..." The two swordsmen, one left and one right, used the broken sword in their hands like a sword, and stabbed directly into Yang Zifeng's chest. One of them found the right position and viciously stabbed the knife in his hand into the position where Yang Zifeng's heart was.

The swordsman stabbed the broken knife in his hand and howled desperately, as if he wanted to squeeze out the strength in every inch of the muscles in his body. Without any obstacles, the two broken knifes pierced into Yang Zifeng's flesh and penetrated into his chest cavity, and then stopped until the handle of the wood cutter was prescribed.

But the two swordsmen had no intention of stopping. They continued to crush the hilt of the unfinished power in their bodies to Yang Zifeng's hand in vain, and immediately pushed Yang Zifeng's body to retreat continuously. Finally, with a "bang" sound, it hit the all-metal wall more than one meter thick.

Even though Yang Zifeng's body had already hit the metal wall, the two swordsmen had no intention of relaxing. They continued to roar, and all the new power in their bodies was transmitted to Yang Zifeng through the hilt of the knife held by their hands, as if they wanted to press Yang Zifeng into the cold wall alive.

However, something unbelievable happened... Just after less than five seconds of Yang Zifeng's body being pressed against the wall, his body actually began to slowly sink into the hard wall, as if Yang Zifeng was a red soldering iron. The wall behind him was just a wall made of butter.

At the beginning, the two swordsmen from the island country thought this was the illusion they had, but when they saw that Yang Zifeng's entire body had been embedded in the metal wall and slowly dragging them to sink into it... the two of them were shocked!

Although these two swordsmen have always been arrogant and are proud of their strong power, they are not so arrogant that they think their power will be so great that they can push a person into a metal wall... In fact, let alone a metal wall, even if it is just a brick and stone wall, it is not very possible.

Let’s take a step back, even if they are born with divine power and have such great power in their hands, it’s up to someone’s body to withstand such a great power! Generally speaking, I’m afraid that before the body is pressed into the wall, the person’s flesh and bones will be crushed into a pool of mud!

The two swordsmen immediately felt something was wrong. In panic, they couldn't help but want to draw the knife and retreat. However, when the two of them pulled the knife hard, they were once again shocked to find that there was only a bare knife hilt in their hands. The half of the blades that were originally squeezed into the metal wall were gone. When they looked at Yang Zifeng's body, they saw that the two positions where the knife had just been hit on his chest were still as smooth as new. Not only did not shed a drop of blood, but there was no trace of scar left just like when his shoulder was cut.

"Ghost...he's a ghost..."

The two Japanese swordsmen were shocked and retreated repeatedly, and at the same time they were hysterical and kept screaming. Even if they met a warrior who was ten times stronger than them, they would not be scared like this. But now they could see that the Oriental Scimitar in their hands, which was more than one meter long, was eaten by Yang Zifeng's body. This was even more acceptable than letting Yang Zifeng cut more than ten times on them with a knife.

"Bastard... kill him for me! If you dare to speak up, I will kill you now!"

The Japanese commander wearing glasses behind also saw the abnormal phenomenon shown by Yang Zifeng, and was also secretly horrified, but he could not let his subordinates express this obvious emotion in public. So he immediately took out his gun, pointed it at the feet of the two retreating island swordsmen and fired twice, and then said in a deep voice: "For the glory of the Yamato nation, even if you are about to die, go and die for me in the hands of the enemy. Don't force me to kill my compatriots!"

"Hi--" The two island swordsmen who were already scared were shocked when they heard the chief's words. They bowed to their chief sincerely, and then howled and rushed towards Yang Zifeng again. While rushing up, they each flipped their hands, one pulled out a long triangular thorn on his legs, and the other pulled out three flying knives under his ribs...

"Kill--" The man holding the flying knife in his hand roared first. When he was about four or five meters away from Yang Zifeng, he shook his hand suddenly. The flying knife in his hand immediately turned into three shiny silver lights, shooting straight towards Yang Zifeng's eyes and throat in the shape of an inverted character... All of these three positions are fatal. Generally, when fighting against the enemy, this island swordsman would not be able to shoot the enemy in this way. After all, compared with the torso position of a person, the targets of the throat and eyes are much smaller. As long as the opponent dodges, he may dodge it, and at least he will make way for the vital part to prevent injury. However, this Japanese man just now

But he was already scared by Yang Zifeng. He had obviously hit Yang Zifeng's vital parts twice and could not hurt Yang Zifeng's slightest. If he avoided these parts that were most likely to kill lives... wouldn't he be futile again? Another important reason is... Now Yang Zifeng's entire body has been deeply trapped in the metal wall, just like a relief that was trapped in the wall... In this case, he didn't believe that Yang Zifeng could still avoid his flying knife, so the swordsman in the island country simply thought he was practicing flying knife against a dead rake, so naturally it was difficult to play!

Because Dr. Yamamoto also needs to use Yang Zifeng's gene as a sample for research, they dare not use poisonous weapons... Otherwise, these Japanese warriors have many methods, so they can be insidious! Once the above stipulates that they cannot use poisonous weapons, this will have too many restrictions on their strength, which will make their strength more than doubled!

Another island swordsman was even more insidious. The moment the guy wanted his companion to take a flying knife in his hand, he rushed forward and rolled on the spot. The sharp and long stinging sting in his hand was aimed at the part where the lifeline between Yang Zifeng's legs was, and suddenly stabbed... He believed that even if Yang Zifeng really practiced the legendary golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt, he would definitely not be able to practice this kind of thing. Every man is the most brave and fragile part. So he believed that as long as he could stab his three-ring sting, even if he couldn't kill Yang Zifeng, he would have to cut Yang Zifeng first! As long as a person has no capital for a man, he would naturally have psychological hidden diseases. No matter how powerful he is, it would definitely not be enough to filter it!

However... just when the three flying knives were about to pierce into Yang Zifeng's body and the triangular thorn was about to pierce into Yang Zifeng's life, Yang Zifeng's eyes that had been slightly narrowed suddenly glared. Then, a dazzling silver light suddenly burst out from Yang Zifeng's body. The silver light seemed to be a howling wave. In the blink of an eye, all the three flying knives and the triangular thorn were swallowed. After the silver light flashed, the two island swordsmen were once again

When I looked closely, I found that the weapons they used disappeared without a trace... or it could not be considered that they all disappeared. As for the hilts of the three flying knives and the red cherry hanging on the hilt, they still seemed to have been burned once in a fire. If the shape of the hilt was not obvious and the material used by the hilt was not ordinary flammable satin... they would never believe how the three hilts appeared here.

The guy holding the triangular thorn in his hand was even worse... Because the triangular thorn he used was almost all made of metal matter, the whole triangular thorn disappeared, and the hand that this guy held the triangular thorn was also implicated, almost becoming a roasted pig's trotter that had been roasted in the fire for a long time!

But when they looked at Yang Zifeng again... they suddenly realized that something seemed to have become different on Yang Zifeng, and this change could only make people involuntarily panic and fear...

At this time, the Japanese commander was frightened to death when he saw the two swordsmen again, and knew that it would be useless to force these two people. He immediately waved his hand heavily and shouted in a deep voice: "Shoot... Shoot him... His people are in the wall. Shooting over there will not destroy the gene bank. Everyone shoots to the fullest... Kill him!" (To be continued)


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