Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

Arrogant.

Arrogant.

Yang Feng's eyes were as cold as knives, but there was a teasing and mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

"tyrant!!"

"Go to hell!!"

Ye Liang was righteous and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He picked up the recurve bow, put a special feather arrow on the string, and pulled out a big full moon.

Whoosh.

The sharp arrows emitted a cold light that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and they cut through the air and produced a harsh whistle.

This is how Ye Liang penetrated the heads of countless monsters, and this time he also wanted to shoot Yang Feng directly through them.

Snap.

There was a soft sound.

Yang Feng did not dodge or avoid, and did not even move his position.

He didn't know when he had stretched out his palm, and happened to hold the front part of the arrow.

Buzz buzz! !

The huge penetrating force caused the arrow tail to shake continuously and make a buzzing sound, which was enough to show the power of Ye Liang's arrow.

The most horrifying thing is... the powerful and heavy arrow was actually held tightly by Yang Feng with one hand and easily deflected.

It's more than that.

The sharp arrow was less than a centimeter away from Yang Feng's eyes.

Yang Feng did not blink, or even frown, as if everything was under control.

What power?

How calm?

What a terrible judgment?

This is the indifference one can have after experiencing countless battles and wandering on the edge of death again and again.

【Something is wrong】

Xu Hong instinctively felt a strange sense of fear.

It felt very strange, as if I was just a new recruit, but facing a bloodthirsty butcher who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield...

It's late.

At the same time that Ye Liang shot the arrow, the surrounding warriors also rushed over.

"Kill!!"

"Fuck Yang Feng to death!!"

The evolved new humans have greatly increased their strength and are extremely confident.

They held sticks and blades and struck at Yang Feng as if they were chopping up a corpse.

The figure is graceful.

The sound of slashing was deafening.

Xu Hong saw Yang Feng letting go of the arrow in the gaps between the figures.

He is laughing.

Laughing like a devil.

The ferocious and exciting smile almost stretched from the corners of his mouth to his ears.

Then...a certain man flew out.

Bang! ! !

There was a loud sound, and the humanoid object flew out like a cannonball.

His chest was completely sunken, and the strong pressure inside his body was enough to crush all his organs into pulp.

A human-shaped hole was smashed into the wall, and the sound of densely packed porcelain fragments was heard. Almost no bones in the body were intact.

"Hahahahaha."

Yang Feng's laughter immediately covered up the sound of slashing.

He moved extremely fast, waving his fists constantly and attacking the crowd around him crazily.

Fragile.

The human body is really too fragile.

Even the new evolved humans are like plasticine, being kneaded, pierced, and broken at will.

Poof.

A round object on the neck exploded like a watermelon.

The steaming white tender tofu, mixed with a large amount of brown sugar juice, is sprinkled on people's cheeks.

He reached out and touched his face.

Wet, sticky, slippery, and with a sense of warmth...

bass! !

A cold light flashed.

Five slender and sharp bone blades extend from Yang Feng's finger bones.

The bone blade cut through the enemy's body in a perfect arc, like cutting tofu, and immediately cut it into six sections.

Wow.

Colorful strips were scattered all over the ground.

Thick and sticky organic matter also flows out of the body...

monster.

demon.

Yang Feng, who was laughing ferociously, was ten times more terrifying than those powerful alien species.

In less than ten seconds.

All the ruthless people who besieged him deeply understood what fear was.

fear.

A suffocating sense of fear, a trembling sense of despair.

Under the crushing force of absolute power, he was like an ant that could be trampled to death at any time.

"Why is it misfiring?"

"Come and fight!!"

"Come and fight!!"

"I haven't had enough fun yet, I haven't had enough fun yet!!"

While Yang Feng was randomly swinging his fists to crush the enemies in front of him, he was grinning crazily and inviting people to continue fighting.

"No……"

"how so……"

"You are not a human being, not a human being..."

Some people were completely frightened and fell in a pool of blood. Their eyes widened in fear and they retreated unconsciously.

No one dared to approach Yang Feng anymore. All those who approached him were crushed to pieces in extremely miserable ways.

"This is impossible!!"

How could one person's strength be so terrifying? ?

Ye Liang also stood there blankly, looking at the blood stains extending outward on the corridor floor, and then at the crushed mud around him.

Unacceptable.

Can't believe it.

His trembling hands unconsciously touched the arrow.

Ye Liang put the arrow on the bowstring, and just when he was about to pull out a full moon, a purple projectile shot out, piercing his wrist like a bullet.

"vomit."

A mouthful of spit.

Ye Liang's wrist was smashed on the spot, and the arrow also fell.

[Stomach Erosion] Compressed liquid condenses into projectiles, passes through the modified esophagus, and then undergoes secondary pressurization in the mouth. Its power is no worse than that of a small-caliber pistol.

This is not the scariest thing.

poison.

A violent poison spread along the wound.

The skin is torn.

Ye Liang's wrists decomposed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin and muscle fibers melted into a gravy soup under a purple rotten poison.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

"Save me, save me, save me."

Ye Liang was in agony, shouting heartbreakingly, and grabbed Xu Hong with his other hand as if asking for help, but he immediately dodged him.

Look carefully.

Under the skin of Ye Liang's arms, the blood vessels were rapidly turning a dark purple poisonous color. The strong poison was spreading and soon reached the shoulders.

It's terrible.

This is the purple fantasy crystal level poison.

Ye Liang is hopeless. In a few minutes at most, he will turn into a puddle of pus.

"Xu Hong."

"Why don't you save him?"

Yang Feng pointed at Ye Liang and showed a more mocking and sarcastic expression: "Look at Ye Liang, he is in so much pain and is asking you for help."

"How can you bear to avoid it?"

"Oh...I understand!"

"Are you afraid that the poison on his body will be transmitted to you?"

Yang Feng spoke angrily, every word was like a knife piercing Xu Hong's heart.

"You pervert."

"Madman, devil, tyrant, butcher!!"

"You are not a human being, you are a mentally twisted psychopath!!"

Xu Hong clenched his fists, but although he was cursing wildly, his eyes were already filled with fear.

"I'll fight you!!"

Xu Hong could no longer keep calm, but rushed forward recklessly and launched a crazy attack.

The level is good.

Xu Hong's fighting level is completely beyond that of normal people.

He is ferocious in strength, has tricky angles, and is good at routines. He intersperses feints and actual moves, waiting for the opportunity to deliver the most fatal blow to the enemy.

but.

The gap is still too big.

Superb killing skills, completely crushed.

Terrible body functions, completely crushed.

Xu Hong's attack seemed vigorous, but in Yang Feng's eyes, it was as slow as a snail, weak and powerless.

Snap.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed and he grabbed Xu Hong's forearm.

Creak.

Crunch.

Yang Feng exerted slight force on his palm, and Xu Hong's forearm was twisted and deformed, and his whole body was completely captured.

"What a pity."

"You could have helped me get a lot of corpse tumors."