Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

fighting.

Fight.

So delightful.

Yang Feng showed a slightly crazy smile, and instead of secretly attacking the aliens, he walked into the butcher shop step by step, and actually wanted to confront them head-on! !

Boom.

The giant butcher knife fell.

The butcher cut the meat leg in front of him into two sections, and the entire chopping board was also split into two halves. Feeling the enemy's arrival, he also tightened his grip on the handle of the knife.

Ho ho ho ho ho!

The two-meter-tall butcher let out an inhuman beastly roar from his throat.

The butcher walked towards Yang Feng step by step, his huge feet thumping on the ground. The shoes he originally wore were completely scrapped due to distortion, leaving only a few strands of cloth.

Raise the knife.

Cut down.

The giant butcher's knife brought up a roaring wind, and it seemed to cut Yang Feng in two, slashing hard from top to bottom.

So fast! !

Having steel and muscles all over his body does not mean that he moves clumsily.

With the blessing of terrifying power, the butcher knife fell extremely fast, making it impossible for ordinary people to react.

"good!!"

The air vibrated.

The sword light is flashing.

The edge of the giant butcher knife was full of dense gaps, all of which were left by chopping bones.

The oppressive feeling of battle keeps consciousness focused, and the body's sensitivity to time seems to have been greatly enhanced.

Somatosensory time compression.

Time seemed to slow down for everything around me.

Yang Feng's ghostly face, as dark as ink and as smooth as a mirror, showed an expression of extreme excitement, feeling the danger of the blade about to fall.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"This feeling... is so exciting!!"

"The next second you will be split in half, the next moment you will be cut in half by a butcher's knife, death is right in front of you!!"

Yang Feng's ghost face has no eyes, but he can feel the excited eyes flashing, and he can fully feel the feeling of being on the verge of death.

etc.

Wait another 0.01 seconds.

Wait another 0.01 seconds.

Closer, closer, closer! !

The moment the butcher's knife was about to hit the ghost's face, his physical sense of time was almost exploding, and the feeling of being on the verge of death reached its limit.

Yang Feng's footsteps suddenly twisted.

At the last moment, he narrowly escaped the knife.

A strand of hair fell down, and if it had been a little later, his head would have been split open.

On purpose! !

He could have dodged the knife long ago, but he deliberately waited until the last moment to escape.

abnormal.

distortion.

madman.

All these words are not enough to describe Yang Feng's crazy behavior just now.

"Almost died."

"How interesting."

Yang Feng hid aside, panting heavily, feeling the excitement of approaching death, and the corners of his mouth unknowingly split to the base of his ears.

The butcher didn't give him time to enjoy himself.

The giant butcher knife cut horizontally, cutting at a huge angle, trying to cut off Yang Feng at the waist.

bite.

Yang Feng's bone blade slashed towards the butcher's knife.

Gold and iron clashed, sparks flying from the collision, and the backlash from the huge force almost breaking Yang Feng's wrist on the spot.

The power gap is huge! !

Yang Feng stepped on the ground with his feet and stepped back very quickly, sending the force of the shock into the ground, but despite this, he still felt numbness in his arms.

A drop of blood fell.

The bone blade was injured, and the finger bones were also slightly twisted. Red blood dripped from the torn finger joints, and the entire forearm was still paralyzed.

"What a treat."

"This blow... is also very good."

Yang Feng's face became even more distorted, enjoying the pressure of the opponent's pressing step by step. His whole body trembled involuntarily, as if he was afraid of the butcher in front of him.

instinct.

This body is instinctively afraid.

That feeling of fear and trembling can inspire a strong fighting spirit and force the body to tap more potential. Only in this way can we survive.

"Tremble."

"Be afraid."

"The adrenaline is pumping."

"My body's potential was tapped because of the fear of death."

"This feeling of being on the verge of death and walking on the edge of a knife... is really enjoyable."

Ten years of the end of the world.

No one can stay normal.

Yang Feng went from being a waste to being left behind by countless evolvers. How could he fight his way out and surpass those extremely talented and powerful men? ?

crazy.

What he relies on is the madness of infinite killing! !

"It's my turn."

Yang Feng felt his blood boiling, and every cell in his body fell into a state of madness.

The strange steps flashed deftly, and the bone blade flashed with a sharp cold light. While avoiding the butcher's attack, it slashed along its raised armpit.

Tenacity.

Tough muscles! !

The touch of the slash was like cutting on steel, and the tough muscle fibers were like steel bars twisted together.

This time... only a shallow cut mark was left for the butcher.

Ho ho ho ho ho.

The butcher let out an angry roar and swung the butcher knife faster. At the same time, he made a fist with his other hand and struck Yang Feng hard.

hide.

Holographic stereoscopic image.

Every trembling of the butcher's muscles, every change of pace, and every angle of attack were completely displayed in his mind.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Come again, come again, come again!!"

Yang Feng laughed wildly, like a dancing butterfly, constantly dodging among the butcher knives and giant fists, and actually dodged all the blows.

Boom, boom, boom!

The butcher's knife smashed the floor, and the cracks spread like a spider web.

The dark blue iron fist smashed the wall, revealing the concrete steel structure.

How strong is the power of the deep iron giant corpse... It can be seen from the traces of chopping and collision in the butcher shop.

Every attack of the butcher is enough to be fatal. If someone were to watch the fight, they would never believe that Yang Feng could beat such a monster! !

However... Yang Feng was not only dodging.

Every time he dodged, every time he avoided the attack, every time he laughed ferociously, he would swing the sharp bone blade and chop the butcher again and again.

Hard?

Muscles like steel bars?

One slash only left a shallow cut, so what about ten times, a hundred times? ?

Puff! !

A tearing sound.

One of the butcher's arms drooped down and could no longer be lifted up. The muscle fibers and ligaments were completely cut by Yang Feng, and one of its arms was useless.

Puff! !

A similar tearing sound came.

The butcher knelt down with one leg, and the tendons of his heel were cut off, including the ligaments behind the knee and the tendons at the root of his leg.

Roar, roar, roar.

The butcher roared madly, one arm and one thigh still crawling on the ground, trying to crush the tiny human in front of him.

"Hu~~"

"I'm tired of playing."

"No threat, no fun."

Yang Feng exhaled a long breath of turbid air. The hearty battle made him very satisfied, but now it has become a one-sided slaughter.

The winner has been decided.

The non-threatening deep iron giant corpse can no longer bring happiness to himself.

The next thing... is very simple.

Yang Feng moved behind the butcher and cut off the dead point behind its head with his bone claws.

Dirty blood flowed.

The spirit essence flashed with light, the dark blue prints faded one after another, and the powerful energy traced back in a certain direction, and finally condensed into a dark blue corpse tumor.

"Hmm."

"Rare blue sea pattern corpse tumor."

"Suitable for improving my body."