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Chapter 390 Collision between the two sides(1/2)

Under the gaze of Zhang Feng's right eye, the movement of the black shadow was slowed down several times, and now he could see its movement clearly.

In his old self, he could only rely on his experience to block the fierce attack of the black shadow, but now he relies on his ability to block another impact from it.

Zhang Feng didn't know if the black shadow's bite was just a feint.

In Zhang Feng's opinion, its real attack was probably the bone wings behind it, or its sharp claws.

Since it is unpredictable, block them all!

When Zhang Feng shot out and was about to hit its mouth, he suddenly felt a chill on his side.

Relying on his excellent fighting instinct, Zhang Feng suddenly released his right hand and swung it to the side.

He clamped his forearm and upper arm together, an ax appeared in his hand, and forcefully took down the left claw that the black shadow swung at him.

"Qiang!"

After the sharp claws hit the axe, there was a harsh metal collision sound.

Because Zhang Feng had enough strength under the blessing of the two ghosts, he resisted its slap without even taking a step back.

However, Zhang Feng's physique was not good enough to directly withstand such a terrifying explosive force.

Therefore, although he seemed to have blocked the attack calmly, his internal organs were still affected to a certain extent.

A mouthful of blood suddenly went into his throat and poured into his mouth.

He was almost vomited blood from the shock force.

Zhang Feng's throat twitched, and he didn't have time to think about it. While using his ax to block the attack, he pointed the spear in his left hand towards the right side of his body.

As expected by Zhang Feng, the bone wing behind the black shadow directly slashed horizontally towards Zhang Feng's waist.

If this blow were serious, Zhang Feng's body would probably be split into two.

during attack.

The black shadow's bone wings showed a very strange shape.

The bone wings obviously grow flat on the back, but they can be twisted down like a magic ruler to attack the enemy.

For those who didn’t know, I thought it was an assembly toy.

After blocking the attack.

Zhang Feng silently swallowed the blood in his mouth and muttered to himself:

"I'll go...it's quite energetic."

The shape of the black shadow after its transformation was already large, and Zhang Feng looked like a little chicken in front of it.

Coupled with the double attack launched from two sides in an instant, Zhang Feng was now like the cheese sandwiched in the slice of bread.

He knew that he had to break free quickly and break the stalemate.

Otherwise, the situation will gradually turn against him.

As the saying goes, it is much more difficult to conquer someone than to kill someone.

With Zhang Feng's current strength, it would be much easier to kill the black shadow than to subdue it.

Moreover, what Zhang Feng didn't expect was that it would be somewhat difficult to deal with the two ghosts in person.

If it goes as he expected, this space should be able to increase Heiying's strength by a few points, or it could make his strength decrease a bit.

"Roar ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

The black shadow did not give Zhang Feng a chance to think.

The moment Zhang Feng blocked the attack, it roared at Zhang Feng.

Under the roar at close range, the fishy taste in his mouth hit Zhang Feng directly in the face.

It felt like socks that hadn't been washed in ten years were stuffed into Zhang Feng's nose.

When he raised his head, he could see the scarlet flesh remaining in the black shadow's bloody mouth, as well as a piece of yellowed intestine stuck between its teeth.

I really don’t know how this guy can be so disgusting. Doesn’t he want to vomit when he smells the taste in his mouth every day?

I don’t know if it can stand it, but Zhang Feng can’t stand the bad breath that is like a chemical weapon.

"Fuck me!"

Zhang Feng used his ax to push away the black shadow's claws, and faced the bloody mouth that was biting him, and struck an uppercut with the axe.

The sharp ax with spiritual damage struck its fragile chin like a rotten tomato, splitting more than half of its head open.

The smelly blood flowed down Zhang Feng's arm and onto his body.

The sticky feeling almost made him vomit.

Nearby, the black shadow that was hit by an ax turned its entire body over. It turned its back to the sky, revealing a huge stick-like thing growing under its crotch, allowing it to swing back and forth.

Don't think about it, it's its huge tail that's swaying!

At the same time, its limbs were staring wildly in the air, until it completely fell over, then it staggered a few times and stood up again.

I saw that its white beard was dyed black and red with blood, and its originally unkind primitive face became even more terrifying.

The beard on its chin was dripping with blood.

However, what shocked Zhang Feng!

Black Shadow's rotten chin actually grew out visibly to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, it returned to its original state.

Unfortunately, the beard on its chin will not grow back.

What a terrible resilience!

This kind of recovery ability is already much stronger than him.

The longer the delay is, the smaller the chance of Zhang Feng's victory.

Zhang Feng succeeded with one blow, and then continued to retreat.

He quickly backed away for tens of meters, and the extremely high speed almost made him unable to stop smoothly.

After he successfully stabilized his body, he immediately rubbed his arm that ached due to excessive strength.

His physical fitness couldn't keep up with his own explosive power. Although his strength had become much stronger, it was still a bit difficult to swing a seventy-pound ax with one arm.

Not to mention that he also carried two weapons and retreated dozens of meters in a few breaths.

Fortunately, his arm was not dislocated due to this blow, otherwise, his combat effectiveness would have been greatly reduced.

It has to be said that his previous training methods were effective. During the training process, Zhang Feng not only strengthened his strength, but also improved his other abilities to a certain extent.

In addition, there are still parasites and viruses in his body, and his body is much more resistant to fighting than before.

His arm must have been dislocated before it was replaced, and he might even have fractured it.

Zhang Feng casually tapped his sore arm and sniffed the large amount of blood splashed on his face. He just felt that he was not clean anymore.

The fishy smell surrounded his whole body, making Zhang Feng very uncomfortable.

He felt as if he was in a stinking ditch, with countless sewage pouring crazily all over his body.

It made his stomach churn.

"Ugh...um."

Zhang Feng forcibly resisted his desire to vomit, and held the Longyuan Spear tightly in his left hand. He swung his right hand to the side and raised the ax body so that the spear tip and ax blade were aligned with the black figure who had just struggled to get up.

He also thought about whether he should forcefully activate the presence of the three ghosts and get rid of them quickly.

But, unfortunately.

Zhang Feng found that even if he used the Three Ghosts, he might not be able to subdue it in a short time.

It is even possible that the car will overturn due to the excessive burden placed on the body by the Three Ghosts.

A rough estimate is that he can last seven to eight minutes after turning on the three ghosts.

But when the two ghosts come, he can maintain it for a longer period of time.

Calculating it this way, it is the best choice to use the second ghost to fight the black shadow and wait until there is no other way to use the third ghost.

If nothing else, he still has a shotgun in his pocket.

You won't die here.

However... judging from the current recovery speed of the black shadow, Zhang Feng is not sure whether the shotgun bullets will have any effect on it.

Alas, he still naively wanted to have a fair duel with it.

Now it seems that without the shotgun, he is still too weak.

Having lost the shotgun, it could only shoot at a fifty-fifty level with it, but couldn't hold it down and hit it with a hammer.

Moreover, Zhang Feng always felt that if he kept fighting with a shotgun... he would one day overturn.

He always relies on one piece of equipment, but if he loses his shotgun that day... things will become very troublesome.
To be continued...
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