As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and struck Xiao Zhan head-on with his sharp samurai sword.
"ah!!!"
Xiao Zhan roared, activating all the energy in his body. When the Japanese old man approached, he punched with all his strength and violently punched out.
In an instant, a fist as big as a basin crushed the air and slammed into the Japanese old man.
"not good!"
Sensing that the shadow of the fist contained terrifying energy, the Japanese old man's face suddenly changed. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The shadow of the fist hit him solidly.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The ancestor of Japan sprayed out a stream of blood mist, like a kite with a broken string, flew backwards and hit him more than ten meters away. The blood in his mouth spurted out like water from the Baotu Spring, but there were blood clots and he vomited blood. It was obvious that his internal organs had been damaged.
Break it into pieces and spit it out.
"Yamamoto-kun!"
The other three old Japanese men ran over and screamed heartbreakingly.
"this..."
Han Zhentian trembled, his whole body was stunned!
"This guy was so deeply poisoned that he was able to burst out with such amazing power. It's really terrifying. He deserves to be the God of War who protects the country!"
He was extremely shocked.
puff!
At this time, Xiao Zhan also spurted out a mouthful of thick black blood.
That punch happened to be thrown by him while he was struggling to his death. It could be said that his body was like a dead tree, and it was overstretched.
After this punch, his whole body was extremely weak.
The poison that invaded his internal organs also tortured him more violently after this punch, making him feel that his internal organs were about to explode. He lay on the ground in pain, clutching his chest, and his face was distorted.
"Ha ha!"
Han Zhentian laughed again and again.
"It seems that your poison is killing you at a faster pace. This is a good thing!"
The other three Japanese strongmen, all concerned about Taro Yamamoto's death, got up angrily and drew their samurai swords one after another.
"Kill him! Revenge Yamamoto-kun!"
The voice fell.
Three men in black immediately charged towards Xiao Zhan with knives.
Han Zhentian was very cunning, folding his arms and watching the excitement from the side.
But when he saw three strong Japanese warriors charging towards him, Xiao Zhan, who had always preferred to die in battle rather than surrender, stood up suddenly and unleashed the wrath of his God of War again. Like a tiger descending from a mountain, he violently charged at the three Japanese warriors.
DANG DANG DANG!!!
Xiao Zhan directly used his fists to defeat the samurai swords of three strong Japanese men.
After a fierce battle.
Xiao Zhan's fists were stained red with blood, and his bones were exposed.
But even so, he was still gritting his teeth and fighting, quite as if he had to hold on to his back even if he died.
"This guy's explosive power is really terrifying!"
Watching this, Han Zhentian sighed repeatedly: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a strong man who had been so deeply poisoned could still fight with such determination. His will is so strong that he could almost crush the world's warriors!"
At this time, Xiao Zhan found an opportunity and punched a warrior in the face with a heavy punch, breaking the bones on one side of the warrior's face.
"Baga duck deer!"
The remaining two warriors stared furiously and launched a fierce attack, forcing Xiao Zhan to retreat step by step.
"I want you to die!"
The warrior, whose facial bones were shattered, regained his composure, rushed towards Xiao Zhan angrily, and stabbed Xiao Zhan in the abdomen with his sword.