The flock of wild geese cut through the sky and met Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, some in front and one behind, about a dozen of them, heading straight for the place where Zhang Zhiwei was.

Zhang Zhiwei was in the forest on the outskirts, and because of the previous battle with General Fujita, a fire was burning here, and thick smoke was rolling.

The fighters didn't find Zhang Zhiwei in the flames, they were attracted by the flames and smoke.

Looking at the fighters that were getting closer and closer, Zhang Zhiwei visually measured the height and twisted his eyebrows, this height, this point is too high!

"What a nuisance!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the strength in his palm was swallowed, and the Dongfeng sword inserted in the distance flew into his hand.

took out a talisman, slapped it on the big sword, and moved his hands in unison, hitting a few Heart Fire Qi and Lung Jin Qi at a very fast speed.

This time it was just a handjob, not a blasting target, so Zhang Zhiwei didn't have many Heart Fire Qi and Lung Jin Qi, and it was done very quickly.

With a touch of the sword body, the two Qi gave birth to a thunderous reaction, and the big sword was blazing and rose in the air

"Go, Demon Curse!"

With a wave of his hand, in an instant, a roar burst out in the burning forest, and a long wind whistled like a mountain and a sea.

A silver light rose into the sky, sweeping towards the fighter jets flying high in the sky,

"Boom!"

A series of explosions rang out, and wherever the silver light passed, the fighters were invincible.

The violent explosion in the sky attracted everyone's attention, and the people in the city, the Japanese who rushed over, the two devils who fought for the tiger, and some people from other forces all looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters, a series of fireballs bloomed.

Then it turned into a rain of fire and fell, like a grand firework, but unfortunately it was not at night.

"This flying sword is easy to use, but it's a little troublesome to recover the sword after flying!"

Zhang Zhiwei muttered, played another five-ghost carrying talisman, and sent the five ghosts to pick up the sword for himself.

Before leaving, he made five Five Ghost Carrying Talismans, three of which had been used so far, and there were not many Flying Sword Talismans left.

After this incident, let's take some time to do it again......

Zhang Zhiwei turned his head to look at the rear, where there was a stumbling movement, and General Fujita's inhuman subordinates finally came.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he caught the Dongfeng sword handed by the five ghosts, and slashed backwards with his backhand.

After the wind, the air surged, and a ninja dressed in black suddenly appeared, holding a Japanese sword and a Dongfeng sword collided together, and then the sword was destroyed and killed, and was split in two by a sword.

At this time, in the grass burning with raging flames, there were many figures, and several samurai wearing Prajna masks and scarlet carcass armor were all covered in red light, forming a battle formation, and slashed at Zhang Zhiwei.

At the same time, ninjas dormant in the shadows are also in action, spreading a large net of toughness of unknown materials and covering the sky.

Purple poison gas also spread.

In the poisonous gas, countless hidden weapons attacked from all directions.

"Little tricks, then, let's play some technical work this time!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked indifferent, and casually pulled out a few sword flowers, tearing open the big net that shrouded him at the same time.

"Dangdangdang......"

Sparks sputtered like flowers, blooming in front of him, and a mess of hidden weapons clanged to the ground.

The Dongfeng Great Sword swirled in Zhang Zhiwei's hand, and it blocked the stormy attack in an instant.

Then, with a swing of his sword, an extremely sharp sword qi flew away and slashed through it.

This is the sword qi, compressed to the extreme, and also sharp to the extreme, the movement caused is very small, and even the team of carcass samurai who rushed towards him are still intact, and they still maintain a charging posture.

It's just that the movement stops, and it seems to turn into a pile of sculptures.

But a moment later, a thin line of blood appeared on the necks of this group of Japanese warriors.

The blood line is like a slow-motion motion, gradually expanding and lengthening.

Then, blood gushed out, and the head tilted and shifted, rolling down his neck in rows.

"So poor and vulnerable!"

The Dongfeng greatsword flipped between his hands, Zhang Zhiwei's body moved, and the big sword was raised, provoking a ninja hidden in the shadows.

The blade of the sword flipped over, and the ninja was suddenly torn apart.

In the face of the besieged and killed the Japanese invaders, Zhang Zhiwei entered the flock like a tiger.

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And when Zhang Zhiwei held the retreat.

"Tear up!"

The iron door of the laboratory was torn open by Lu Ci, and he slowly walked in, with a devilish smile on the corner of his mouth.

When he entered, Lu Ci didn't pay attention to the skull that was wailing and screaming, but looked at the large glass cover in the room.

At this moment, it was crowded with people, who closed the hatch and looked at him with horrified expressions, as if this layer of glass could give them a sense of security.

Lu Ci stared at them for a moment, then looked down at the puddle of minced meat that they had trampled on.

It's really disrespectful to the dead, and as a punishment, I will make you like this...... Lu Ci walked towards the ballast extinguishing chamber.

At this time, it seemed that this was an excellent opportunity to escape, and two of the Japanese experimenters, yelling to give themselves courage, actually rushed to the door, trying to escape.

For these people, Lu Ci didn't look at them, directly ignored them, and continued to go to the ballast destroyer, that was his goal.

Seeing this, several escaped Japanese experimenters breathed a sigh of relief, ran all the way to the door, touched the door, poked their heads out of the door, everything went smoothly, the devil-like guy did not stop them, they were about to escape.

For a moment, something called hope rose in their hearts.

However, this thing had just appeared, and it was ruthlessly shattered, and the cold reality drove them into despair again.

It turned out that at the door, there was a young ghost guy and a bald middle-aged ghost guy with a fat head and big ears, the two of them held hands, tilted their heads, and looked at them with a mocking expression.

"Yaga!"

Several people looked hideous, roared angrily, and rushed over, trying to force a breakthrough.

But this idea is really a bit naïve, they are just weak clerks, even if Wang Ai, a guy who doesn't cultivate his life, it is easy to clean them up.

Sure enough, just a face, these Japanese experimenters were slapped a few times by Lu Jin and Wang Ai, and rolled back to the laboratory.

As fast as you rushed just now, you can roll back as fast as you can.

As one of them rolled, he bumped into the skull that was sitting on the ground wailing, and the two of them bumped into each other.

Looking at each other, there was still a little flesh and blood on the skull's bony face, which looked disgusting and terrifying, and the man was directly frightened and fainted.

Immediately afterwards, after Lu Ci, Lu Jin also walked into the laboratory, Lu Ci held his breath in his heart, why wasn't he?

Moreover, compared to Lu Ci, Lu Jin is a more emotional person.

Watching Lu Ci kill in all directions and vent wildly, can he bear it?

You must know that even the elderly Lu Jin, who has cultivated himself for nearly a hundred years, is still an irritable old man.

Not to mention that at this age of blood and strength, if he can endure it, he will not be Lu Jin.

What kind of morality do you talk to the Wakos...... Lu Jin didn't have any expression on his face, he casually pulled an iron chair and walked towards the few Japanese experimenters who were pulled away by him just now.

"Click, click!"

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, mixed with the friction sound of dragging iron chairs, has a distinct rhythm, forming a hypnosis.

Seeing this scene, several Japanese experimenters were immediately frightened, and they wanted to stay away.

However, how can their speed be as fast as Lu Jin?

"Run? Break your dog's legs."

Lu Jin laughed evilly, walked over quickly, brandished a large iron chair weighing dozens of catties, and smashed it on their legs.

"Click!"

The sound of tooth-aching bones breaking, and the leg bones of several people were smashed by the chair, twisting out irregularly.

smashed their leg bones, Lu Jin didn't say anything cruel.

At this time, it is pale to say anything.

He just silently held the iron chair high and slapped it heavily under the frightened eyes of the other party.

"Poof...... Click......"

The sound of broken flesh and blood, mixed with the sound of broken bones, continued to sound, and the iron chair slapped on the bodies of the would-be robbers, each blow shattered the bones and bones, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

The other party let out a heart-rending scream, Lu Jin didn't like to listen to this voice, he was not the kind of person who liked to abuse and kill, this time he was just venting, so a chair pestle shattered the other party's vocal cords.

Then continue to hold the chair high, avoiding the vital points that can kill people on the spot, and smash them all indiscriminately.

Again and again, he lifted and fell on the chair, until the widow at his feet was almost human, and the blood-stained iron chair on his hands was distorted and deformed, and then he stopped.

"Fucking grass, disgusting!"

Lu Jin threw away the iron chair, and through the venting just now, after entering here, the negative emotions that had accumulated were vented.

He turned his head to look at Wang Ai, and the scene he saw made him stunned.

I saw that Wang Ai drew a large number of hideous and terrifying painting spirits, which lay on the bodies of those Japanese experimenters, which was a crazy bite, and the sound of "poof, poof, poof" flesh and blood tearing made people shudder.

I'm still too restrained, although the fat man looks afraid of this and that, but that's just the appearance, if something happens, it's really ruthless...... Lu Jin looked at Lu Ci again.

The guy had finished the operation, sealed the glass door, and quietly watched the reaction of the people inside.

The wakas who had taken refuge in it had expressions of extreme pain, they wanted to scream but could not scream, their eyes were swollen and bloodshot, and blood was spilling from their mouths and noses.

"What about Senior Li and Shopkeeper Liu?" Seeing Lu Jin's view, Lu Ci turned his head and asked expressionlessly.

"They're on the next floor, and I'm ready to go down, what about you, stay here and watch?" Lu Jin said.

"What is there to see about this thing, I just let the abuser stand in the victim's perspective and feel it personally, I'm not interested in torture and appreciating the death of others, let's go, let's go down too!"

Lu Ci said, not looking at the struggling and distorted faces in the glass cover, and followed Lu Jin out of the laboratory.

The two old brothers left, and Wang Ai naturally left, leaving with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, because he didn't take back those painting spirits.

And not long after they left, inside the glass cover, a thick blood gas gushed out, like a blood rain, and the blood mud of the white bone organs was shattered to the ground, and the viscous blood sprayed the glass cover into blood red.

The blood mud stained on the glass cover slipped and dripped little by little on the broken eyeball in the corner, and the unwilling eyeball was blinded after all.

(End of chapter)