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Griffiths was somewhat sorry that he couldn't finish off his opponent in one move - he was actually mentally prepared, but the perfect neural reflex arc of Nebujia allowed him to escape, and it can only be said that he was killed.

Fortunately, Kwon's notorious executive, Nebuja Kadan, known as the human tank, was seriously wounded, at least under this high intensity, which will be of great help in the subsequent battle.

As Griffith thought this, he noticed that the man who had been cut off didn't seem to be bleeding much.

The big demon slowly raised his head, and the other party also lowered his arms at this time, looking at him with cold and indifferent eyes.

Then Griffith saw that beyond the muscles, veins, and even thread-like nerves that had been cut off by the majestic man's naked body, thick translucent tubes of metal or plastic were inserted deep and shallow into the man's body.

Inside the metal and translucent hoses, a bubbling dark green liquid was flowing in what appeared to be a synthetic chemical - presumably a strong bone attachment, stimulant, or something...... The big demon thought so.

For a moment, Griffith seemed to understand why the other party's physical state was so unusually powerful.

This kind of technology of transforming the human body is obviously the masterpiece of some mad scientists on the Xuanjian side, but it is so wanton tampering with the functions of the human body, and the carrier that accepts the rectification will collapse due to the endocrine disorder of the body if it is not used: "There is really enough chaos." ”

However, with his toughness and adaptability, Nebuja Kadan lasted longer than a normal human could last. His eventual physical collapse was actually predestined, and the only thing missing was time.

But before he can do that, Griffith must face a true beast that has undergone a full fortification.

"Erli Steel Fist !!"

The man with crushed skin and flesh on his body had just lowered his arms when he burst in. The two arms, which were exposed to the white bones, swelled half a circle again, thick and bloated to the point of feeling like cannonballs.

Even the exposed bones are squeezed and wrapped in muscle groups from both sides, leaving only a small gap, and the nerves and bones inside are faintly visible.

Griffith's eyes tingled with the coercion of pure physical power, and he had just turned his short knife sideways to take a defensive stance, when the shadow of the huge fist with the heavy force of inertia had already enveloped his cheeks.

'Knock~~' made a long and crisp sound, and under the white clouds and dogs, a short knife that had been bent at 90 degrees was raised high over the low wall, and spun and plunged back into the ground.

Griffith's gaze shook violently at this moment, and the scene around him was stretched into colorful silk threads in a high-speed rotation, like a whirlpool.

The human body was raised high in the air, and under the scorching sun obscured by the clouds, a sparkling silk thread ripped red from the mouth and nostrils of the rotating human body......

Griffith then slammed into the wall, bounced off and fell to the ground like a rag.

At that moment just now, in terms of strength alone, what Nebujia burst out was completely beyond the imagination of the great demon.

When the dagger was pressed against the black gloves, his face changed in vain.

How to describe the tremendous force that came was as if it had been hit head-on by an adult elephant running with all its might.

So Griffith was blown up without any suspense, his dagger defense was pierced, and the whole person spun like a windmill, fluttering like confetti.

When he touched the wall and fell to the ground, the muscles and bones in his back were dented, his limbs were broken and twisted, and his face was facing down, and he remained motionless.

It seems to have lost its life.

This is really a normal thing, there are not a few people who have been killed by Nebujia's heavy punch, including even four capable people, and now it seems that there should be five.

When Nebuja Cardin was fighting black boxing in the underground boxing world, he was called 'The Tyrant'. It has mastered a kind of quick-killing power technique called 'Jiequan', and it can often be K. o Opponents.

And those who become capable, especially after those things are loaded into their bodies, with the assistance of the black iron fist, Nibujia activates the two-force steel fist, and can even punch through the 8mm steel plate with one punch.

This kind of power even surpasses the general punch, the general power of the punch is a little smaller, punching a 3mm sheet will be carded, leaving burrs.

And the Nibujia artificially pierced the 8mm steel plate!

Tough!!

Anyone who is hit in the face by this kind of huge force in vain is no less than being directly hit by a private car and running over his body, how many people have you seen who have been hit and run over by a car and still jumped alive and didn't get into the coffin?!

Nibujia gasped, and his whole body creaked and rattled.

This state of two-force steel fist is also a burden for the owner of this power. The Nebugar does not last long, otherwise the body will not be able to bear the load and will collapse.

"Humph! Useless waste! ”

Nebugar came to Griffith, who was lying on the ground, and looked down with a condescending and emotionless look in his eyes.

His voice rumbled, like thunder. Muscle fibers are as thick as earthworms, spreading on the surface of the body, tangling dark green blood vessels and protruding from the surface of the skin.

At this moment, he may be the most powerful person in this world, or one of them. This power brought him fanaticism and glory.

Nebujia thought that he was worthy of this glory, no one could stand firm under his absolute strength, and just now, he smashed the powerhouse of the top stage of the fourth order with a single punch.

As he thought so, the man lying on the ground with his face down seemed to twitch slightly. His shoulders, which had been beaten high and low, turned straight in front of him like the forelimbs of two animals, lifting the flesh embedded in the dirt with a single force.

The upper pit behind his back recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Griffith's entire body stood up with the support of his forelimbs, and then his legs pulled out of the ground and bent into an arch to support the ground.

The body stood up again in a dazzling twist of the joints, and the man's arms and legs slowly straightened up, looking a little ghostly, and finally he held his head with both hands and clicked, and broke it from behind to the front of him.

"Ah~, it hurts."

"It's been a long time since I've been beaten so much......"

The man who stood up again complained leisurely, his body had basically returned to its original state after a short period of ghost animal deformation.

The man was standing in front of the behemoth, still thin. The young man known as Griffith was unconscious, and his short knife was broken, and he drew a long, thin strip from his waist.

With a flick of the wrist of his right hand, the belt hardened and stretched straight, forming a long black knife.

This is a special composite mild steel long knife created under the background of high-tech, after being cold in the air, it is condensed and hardened, and its strength and willfulness are comparable to high-quality carbon structural steel, and the disadvantage is that it is not sharp enough.

"The old man named Chalunkun who hurt me so much last time has been killed by me, who is it this time- oh, another reptile on the side of the genma......

Ha! It's really not a long memory. As he spoke, the young man had already grabbed the black knife and walked over slowly.

Nebuja Cardin looked at him with a furrowed brow in disbelief, and the other party's body was unharmed after withstanding such an impact, which made him feel incredible.

And the executive officer of the Genma side, who has a rough appearance, but has always been bold and careful, he keenly noticed that the brilliance in the other party's eyes was slightly different from before.

"Rushing ......"

The figure that was slowly walking suddenly paused at a certain point, and then suddenly turned into a streamer, and with the long black knife in his hand, it slashed at Nebujia Cardin.

The speed of this knife was very fast, but it was still within the reaction range of Nebuja Cardin after his second transformation. His strength was almost at the pinnacle of the human race, and with the black iron element fist in his hand, he firmly grasped the thin blade.

Then an unexpected force surged from the tip of the knife.

Nebujia's face changed suddenly, and in the next second, he was violently trembled by the arms of this unpretentious but fast Pingping slash, and contracted in vain, and the black knife slashed at his chest without any fancy fancy.

The huge knife momentum pressed the muscles in the man's chest into an astonishing mark, and Griffith took another step, wielding the knife with his right hand maintaining the knife intent, and swung the knife out vigorously as he spoke.

The man, known as the heavy tank, was cut and flew flat along the trajectory of the knife's edge......

With a 'boom' sound, smoke and concrete debris flew up, and Nebuja Kadin's massive figure more than three meters tall smashed down the walls of the houses that stood within the compound.

The afternoon light and fine dust particles mingled through the ruins, and Griffith held the black knife to the mouth of his left hand and stretched his posture from the hilt to the tip of the knife.

Then layers of concrete splinters slid down from the exaggerated figure that had fallen into the room, and the man's chest had palpitating exaggerated indentations from left to right, as if it were about to crush his entire body from it.

"This knife is ...... Who the hell are you......"

This is called a heavy tank, and the eyes of the famous executive officer on the Genma side are red at this time, and the muscles of his upper body are like hard old roots, hard and entangled.

The dark brown leather pants were also torn, revealing the muscles of the lower limbs.

At this time, the thin man who burst out with unimaginable strength had already wiped the tip of the knife with a long knife in his tiger's mouth, and his eyes were cold and ordinary-

He glanced at Nebuja Cardin.

"My name is Griffith."

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