Chapter Seventy-Eight: Confrontation (2)
He's so fast!
Lin Zifeng couldn't believe his eyes, although his special ability didn't seem to be used, but with his physical fitness and reaction speed at this time, he couldn't see his movements clearly, could it be that his body had some kind of evolution because of the red mist, just like himself?
The young man's movements did not stop, and when he turned around, he slashed again, the sharp blade drew a white line on his hand, and the momentum of the whole person instantly became fierce, like a hyena that he had seen on TV, staring at Lin Zifeng with murderous eyes.
The distance was too close, and the long knife couldn't be used, and Lin Zifeng even felt that he didn't even have a chance to draw the knife, and he was already entangled in his body. The knife in the young man's hand was like a hyena's sharp teeth, constantly biting at the defenseless places on the enemy's body, and the crazy offensive did not stop like a storm.
"Brush!" "Brush!" "Sting!"
His movements were too fast, Lin Zifeng's ears kept ringing the sound of the knife in the young man's hand cutting through the air, he could only keep dodging the young man's attack, and his body was soon forced to retreat against the window.
This can't go on like this! You have to find a chance to distance yourself, otherwise the weapon in your hand will not be useful! As soon as Lin Zifeng's attention was distracted, he heard the sound of the fabric being torn, and then the skin on his abdomen felt cold, and his clothes were torn through a big hole.
The young man slashed at Lin Zifeng's stomach, thinking that he would not be able to dodge this knife, but a trace of contempt had appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen himself pressing on the plump woman. But he never thought that the man in front of him shrank his abdomen, and his body suddenly arched, but he dodged the knife, the blade cut through his clothes and slashed against his skin, and the imaginary feeling of cutting the flesh did not appear.
Lin Zifeng broke out in a cold sweat, and the skin of his whole body had a layer of goosebumps, he subconsciously touched his stomach, if it wasn't for the body's instinctive reaction to avoid that attack just now, I'm afraid that the intestines would fall out of here now.
A trace of disappointment flashed on the young man's face, and he was also a little annoyed, and he stabbed him again. And Lin Zifeng had his back to the window at this time, and there was no room to retreat and dodge, so he could only roll sideways and dodge to the side, but the knife that should have stabbed him in the neck was stabbed straight in the middle of the window.
Seeing this, Lin Zifeng, who had just gotten up on the ground, knew that the opportunity had come, but this roll also instantly widened the distance between the two, and he took advantage of the situation to pick up the knife and slashed at the arm of the young man who was still holding the knife from the bottom up, as long as he couldn't dodge, this arm would say goodbye to him today!
Oops! The knife seems to be stuck! Ren Qianlong was a little panicked, only to see the tip of the knife stuck in the gap of the window frame, and was about to pull it out, but he felt a chill below, and at a glance, he saw the man lifting the knife and cutting it! He didn't have time to think about it, let go of his arm, and saw the slender blade slashing in front of him!
It's dangerous, it's dangerous! I almost capsized in the gutter! Ren Qianlong was a little lucky, but there was a sudden burst of force on the left side of his body, and his hand stretched out again just held the knife stuck in the window frame, and the whole person was kicked by Lin Zifeng, and his thin body flew out to the right like a kite.
The boy's body slammed into the cabinet in the corner, and when his mouth opened, a mouthful of blood spat out, and then rolled to the ground. Lin Zifeng thought that he would not be able to get up for a long time when he got under this foot, but he didn't expect that the young man just raised his hand and touched the blood on the side of his mouth, then raised his head and looked at him viciously and rushed over.
But Lin Zifeng, who had already been on guard, couldn't give him a chance to get close anymore, and the long knife flew to form a tight net, and whenever the knife in the young man's hand wanted to pass through this net, Lin Zifeng's blade had already approached his wrist, forcing him to stop moving.
The knife in the young man's hand was too small and short after all, maybe he had never met anyone who could dodge his attacks from beginning to end, or the living people were different from those slow zombies after all, when Lin Zifeng dodged his attacks again and again, his flat face finally showed an irritated look, and the movement of swinging the knife gradually became slower.
After gradually becoming familiar with the boy's attack routine, Lin Zifeng has become somewhat comfortable with his attacks, and the long knife has forced back the enemies who want to entangle him again and again, and he can even find time to slash a few times in turn.
Looking at the young man's face that began to become irritable and the sound of breathing getting heavier and heavier, Lin Zifeng knew that his physical strength was no longer a little able to support it, and then it was his turn to attack. He squinted his eyes slightly, his already deep eyes instantly became solemn, and the long knife in his hand was no longer just a defense, but the power of slashing was getting bigger and bigger!
"Bell !!"
The long knife slashed down, and Ren Qianlong subconsciously raised the knife to block it, and felt a huge impact force from the blade to the wrist, the whole arm began to be numb, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble uncontrollably.
Seeing that the attack was blocked, Lin Zifeng immediately slashed again, as if he could see that his arm had begun to weaken, and he kept repeating the same action from the same direction. Ren Qianlong, whose physical strength was already obviously a little exhausted, could only be forced to keep raising his hand to block, and the sound of metal hitting was like a bronze bell being rung in the temple, ringing non-stop.
Ren Qianlong only felt that the knife in his hand seemed to be a little incomprehensible, only knowing that he kept repeating the action of blocking, and the long knife that flashed cold light under the light slashed down again, and he felt that his hand was soft, and the knife was chopped to the ground. He was still in a trance, and he didn't know what was going on, when he saw the knife slash down again, and his arm was habitually raised!
"Ahhh A severed arm fell to the ground with the long knife falling, and the young man covering the wound screamed miserably, and stopped shouting, and huge beads of sweat dripped from his forehead on his pale face.
Ren Qianlong knelt on the ground holding the wound on his arm, the intense pain instantly aroused the fear in his heart, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, sweat soon blurred his vision, and he vaguely saw that the man seemed to stop moving, standing in front of him and looking down at himself.
"You're young, you don't study well, learn what to be the boss of others, didn't your parents tell you that this is not good?" The man's flat tone sounded unusually angry to Ren Qianlong, he looked at the two calves in front of him full of lines, and even had an urge to bite him.
Mom and Dad? The young man suddenly let out a sneer, and a somewhat trembling voice slowly sounded: "I don't have parents, and I don't think there's anything wrong with this." Without me, they would have been bitten to death by the zombies here, where would they be so comfortable like now? ”