The little beauty said, and directly passed through the wall, Yan Feng also hit it hard, directly through the wall more than a meter thick, and just came in, two men dressed as ninjas directly stabbed Yan Feng's head with two short blades.

Yan Feng was protecting himself at the moment, ignoring the two people at all, pushing forward with both palms, and then only heard a bell ringing, and the two black-clothed people flew back directly as if they had been hit by a train, and the short blades in their hands were also smashed into pieces.

And then, Yan Feng continued to follow the little beauty, and broke through three or four walls, killing more than ten ninjas, Yan Feng and the little beauty came to a mystery, and then, the little beauty pointed to a gray floor, and said, "From here, you can enter the basement." ”

Hearing the words of the little beauty, Yan Feng turned into a big hand and directly lifted the floor, and then, Yan Feng and the little beauty jumped down directly, and at this moment, a piercing alarm sounded in the entire building, and the speed of Yan Feng and the little beauty was getting faster and faster.

Finally, through a dark underground corridor, the two came to the outside of a laboratory, through the glass, you can see that a white dressed widow is walking around the laboratory, and then, the little beauty said: "Master, Du Ziyan is inside." ”

Yan Feng listened, pushed forward with one hand, and then, the tempered glass window directly appeared dense cracks like spider webs, and then Yan Feng shook it with one hand, and the glass window that had been shattered was directly shattered, and the people who were coming and going in the window were also startled, and they all turned their heads to look.

As for Yan Feng's words, he jumped in, and then his mind shrouded the whole place, this is a mysterious laboratory, on top of these white experimental beds, there are young men and women lying one by one, just from their appearance, Yan Feng can't determine which country they are.

However, these people seemed to have been injected with a large amount of anesthetics, and they all fainted, and Du Ziyan was also one of them, Du Ziyan was lying there, and a guy in a white coat who looked like a doctor inserted a large needle into Du Ziyan's arm, and seemed to be drawing blood.

When Yan Feng saw it, his body flashed, and instantly appeared on the doctor's side, and then, with a movement of his mind, a ceiling fan above the doctor's head directly broke free from the hanging wire on it and fell, and then maintained the high-speed rotation, directly cutting off the doctor's head, and then a column of blood spurted out from the position of the doctor's head.

Under Yan Feng's mental power, the pillars of blood shot out in all directions, and then shot out like bullets one by one, shooting out in all directions, and those guys in white coats who were holding scalpels and preparing to rush up were directly through their bodies by these blood beads, and the snow-white white coats all over their bodies were also covered with countless red raindrops.

Then, these white coats fell to the ground one by one, and then, Yan Feng swept away the men and women who had fainted, and then turned into a giant hand with his telekinesis, gathering these people together, and suddenly, at a height of three or four meters above Yan Feng's head, there were unconscious men one by one

The woman was suspended there, and then Yan Feng walked out, and the more than ten people were floating behind Yan Feng, looking extremely weird.

And at this time, the alarm sound of this underground secret room also stopped, Yan Feng ignored these, strode out, and just advanced more than ten meters, a strange laughter came, Yan Feng's face also changed, and then, the group of people suspended behind Yan Feng all seemed to have lost their support and fell to the ground, but it was Yan Feng who withdrew his mental power and looked around vigilantly.

I don't know what kind of laboratory this place is, there are masters of this level, the laughter just now has a big impact on Yan Feng's thoughts, and when it comes to the strength of the attack, it should have reached the A* level, although it is still not as good as Yan Feng, but who knows how many masters there are here?

Yan Feng must take it seriously, at this time, the laughter sounded again, but Yan Feng snorted coldly, and then, the innate true qi urged a yang finger with all his strength, and a milky white pillar of light shot out from Yan Feng's finger, and then shot directly through the three walls, and then the laughter suddenly turned into a painful snort.

At this time, Yan Feng stepped on the ground with one foot, and then rushed directly to that side, and a moment later, Yan Feng passed through three walls and came to a monitoring room, and a guy who looked pale and skinny was looking at Yan Feng in horror.

He really didn't expect that Yan Feng would be able to lock his location, and in the case of three walls, he came directly to him, he was a member of the Japanese Shinnin Shrine, the Shinnin Shrine is a force dominated by hundreds of millions of ninjas, but there are also some people with extraordinary abilities, and this Japanese is one of them.

His ability is his own laughter, through laughter, the spiritual power is mixed with laughter, so as to attack others, the average *-level master will be extremely uncomfortable under his laughter, and can even cause some trouble to the A*-level master, but although his attack is terrifying, the defense ability is very low.

After being close, he had almost no ability to resist, Yan Feng directly pushed the monitor in the monitoring room with his mental power, and the seventeen-inch monitor flew up directly, and then smashed into the position of the Japanese man's head, at this time, the Japanese man's helper finally arrived, and the other wall of the monitoring room was directly torn apart.

Then, a middle-aged man dressed in black with a beard rushed over directly, and then waved with one hand, and then the sword qi flashed in mid-air, and the seventeen-inch monitor directly shattered, but the sword qi was unabated and slashed towards the position of Yan Feng's head.

And Yan Feng finally showed a serious expression on his face, he is an A*-level master, an A*-level master, there are not many in Huaxia, there are only three or four veterans in the research institute, and in this small laboratory, there are actually two A*-level masters, is it possible that Japan has made great progress in the research of supernatural beings?

Thinking about so many young people who might have been used for experiments just now, Yan Feng also flashed a trace of doubt in his heart, and then, his internal force worked, and after an instant, a golden shield appeared around Yan Feng's body, which was the golden bell jar of martial arts that Yan Feng had recently learned.