The Broken Knife Is Hopeless? Start With The Fusion Of The Demonic Knife Thousand Blades

"Ouch."

Zhang Feng stumbled, but his right hand firmly grasped the shield and refused to put it down.

【Ding! God-level selection is open! 】

[1: Kill Zhang Feng and be rewarded with a heavy dragon-patterned shield. 】

[2: Seriously injure Zhang Feng, let others finish the damage, and be rewarded with the title of "Good Guy"]

[3: Hidden choice, kill Zhang Feng, destroy unstable energy, reward mysterious fragment*1. 】

No need to think about it, even if the first treasure looks very tempting, Yang Lin will not choose it if it is a defensive treasure. Currently, two of the mysterious fragments have been collected, and only the last one can be combined into the final reward.

It no longer mattered whether the reward was good or not, even if it was trash, he would decisively choose the third option.

There's no way, humans are just so curious.

It’s exactly the same as Duoduo’s 499.99 formula.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for making the choice, and will be rewarded with a mysterious fragment*1. 】

[The current progress is 3/3. Please ask the host if it is synthesized. 】

"No synthesis for now."

The matter of synthesis is not urgent, Yang Lin is using the perspective function to observe Zhang Feng's whole body.

As soon as he turned on the X-ray and penetrated the skin, he saw a strange blue energy light group on his neck.

Yang Lin frowned.

"The unstable energy mentioned by the system should be that thing, but why is it in the neck area."

Confused in his heart, he raised the magic sword Qianbian.

"burst!"

In an instant, the entire blade of the Demonic Thousand Blades exploded into fragments.

Under Yang Lin's control, they all attacked Zhang Feng.

Yang Lin's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Distractedly controlling a thousand fragments to attack was quite a load for him in this fourth realm.

Clang, clang, clang!

Puff puff puff!

"ah!"

A scream was heard, echoing throughout the entire office.

Most of the fragments hit the shield plate and caused sparks. A small part attacked from the side and hit Zhang Feng's abdomen and legs with a horrified expression in his eyes.

outside the office.

Black Soul, who was fighting with the bodyguards, heard a sound coming from inside the house and turned to look at the office door.

"Very good, Yang Lin has already taken action, and I have to resolve the battle quickly."

He turned around and said loudly to the disciple of an unknown sect next to him.

"The bodyguard who fought with me is seriously disabled. If there is another one, let's take him down together!"

.......

Inside the office.

Yang Lin frowned and endured the bursts of pain from his shoulders. He stepped forward and grabbed the edge of the shield with his right hand, and pulled him away with a strong pull.

"Suffer death!"

The moment the shield was removed, Zhang Feng, who was hiding behind and covered in blood, raised his laser pistol, pointed it at Yang Lin, and was about to pull the trigger.

But as the saying goes, some tricks work once but not the second time.

How could Yang Lin, who had suffered a loss once, not expect this.

Zizzizi~

While pulling away the shield, he used Thunderbolt to dodge to the side and successfully avoid the opponent's anticipated attack.

call out!

The white laser hit Yang Lin's position one second ago, and the opponent successfully hit the air, causing 0 damage to Yang Lin.

Whoosh!

A white light wheel flew out quickly. Under Yang Lin's precise control, it aimed at the laser pistol in Zhang Feng's hand, and gently cut off his right hand holding the laser pistol like a sharp blade cutting tofu.

Click...

Laser pistol lands on white tiles.

The next second, blood spurted out, and more severe pain came.

Zhang Feng's face was ferocious and he completely turned into a bloody man.

The lower half of the body was penetrated by the thousand-edged fragments of the magic knife. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as riddled with holes.

The palm of his right hand disappeared, the aorta was completely broken, and countless blood cells poured out. In Yang Lin's view, it looked like a human-shaped fountain.

The Thousand Blades returned to form the blade, and Yang Lin used the airbending technique to release spiritual energy and drag him to his feet.

"Tell me, how many benefits did the alien race give you, and yet they actually deliberately betrayed humanity!" He said sternly.

After all, the opponent is a person who has awakened from the four realms and has a tenacious vitality. Even with this terrifying amount of bleeding, he will not die for a while.

In addition, Yang Lin also wanted to interrogate him about his purpose before he died.

How many good things did the alien race give them that made so many humans willing to betray the human race and become traitors despised by millions of people?

Zhang Feng coughed and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Ahem, just because you, little guy, want to take the master's words out of my mouth, I'll tell you."

"Delusion!!!"

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of saliva filled with blood was spat directly on Yang Lin's face.

"Damn it, I'll give you face!"

How can I tolerate spitting in my own face?

Even the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles can't stand it.

Yang Lin's right arm moved, and the thousand-edged blade of the magic knife was wrapped in purple light.

"Die to me!"

If you don’t tell me if I ask you, then I’ll give you a good time.

A diagonal slash was made, aiming at Zhang Feng's neck.

With one strike, the sword was very powerful, including the blessing of anger.

Yang Lin was confident that even if he faced a one-meter-thick steel plate with this knife, he could cut through it effortlessly.

However!

Something unexpected happened.

Yang Lin's eyes were filled with astonishment.

The magic sword has a thousand blades.

It was actually stuck in one third of the neck, which was very close to the trachea.

No matter how hard he tried, the blade could not move forward again.

"this......"

Zhang Feng looked at Yang Lin with astonishment on his face and laughed in an extremely crazy and sick way.

"Hahaha, human genius, you have fallen into a trap!"

Yang Lin was startled, what do you mean?

"Hahaha, to tell you the truth, I already knew that you would come to kill me, so I have been waiting here, waiting slowly, hahaha!"

"Sure enough, the ending is as I expected, the master's purpose has been achieved!"

"The door to another world will be opened by me, Zhang Feng!!!"

"go to hell!"

Zhang Feng looked up to the sky and laughed several times.

The next second, a huge force suddenly exploded.

boom!

A heat wave swept through the entire office.

Blah blah blah!

The glass window on the office wall shattered at this moment!

"boom!"

A stream of light red energy centered around the office, like a spot on calm water, rippling in all directions.

"Depend on!"

Yang Lin crossed his hands in front of him to protect him.

A huge wave of heat hit me.

hot!

An extraordinary heat!

"Owner!"

Xiao Zi's voice appeared.

The fragments of the Thousand Blades of the Demonic Sword split instantly and wrapped around Yang Lin's body.

Purple energy is connected in series between each fragment, bursting out with maximum power.

The purple energy shield visible to the naked eye covered Yang Lin to protect him the moment before the red air wave came into contact with his skin.

Plop!

Yang Lin was blown away by the shock wave and thrown against the wall.

Fortunately, the protection of the Demonic Thousand Blades withstood most of the impact, and he was not in danger for the time being.

"Made played with self-destruction for me before she died, your sister."

"Ahem, it really hurts."

The explosion went away as quickly as it came.

Yang Lin got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

He could guarantee that this was the worst injury he had ever suffered.

All the bones in his body were shaken and howled.

The wound on the shoulder that had not been treated in time was even more serious.

In addition, there is the most important point.

Yang Lin reached out and grabbed a handful of his hair, easily pulled it off, put it in front of him and rubbed it with his hands, turning it into tiny particles.

"Hmm, it smells like burning."

Hoo ho ho!

All that was left of the cracked window was the alloy frame, which had no blocking effect, allowing the strong wind from outside to sweep in.

Phew~

The hair on Yang Lin's forehead turned into a ball of fly ash and flew away in the wind before his eyes.

He reached out his hand to retain her.

Hair, hair, don't leave. How can I live without you?