Seeing the thick round shield that suddenly swept across the middle, Shinsuke Terajima was shocked. Not to mention the strangeness of the round shield, it was just that it was as thick as an adult's slap.

Shinsuke Terajima knew it in his heart.

Even if he can successfully split the round shield with this sword, the remaining force will not cause too much damage to the enemy in front of him.

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of grief and anger flashed in Terajima's heart. Just as he was about to calm down, his body followed the knife and took advantage of the situation to move, and he looked for another opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

Suddenly, I felt the hairs on the back of my head explode, as if there was endless cold, concentrated at the back of my head, forming a needle-like pain.

In response to this, Shinsuke Terajima suddenly cried out in his heart, and was about to change his move to return to defense. A gust of wind and sand suddenly blew towards him, which made his eyes narrow instinctively, and the defense movement also paused for a moment.

Seeing this, Shinsuke Terajima blinked in a panic, and the string in his mind collapsed to the extreme, always guarding against sudden attacks.

Just in the blink of an eye, after his eyes successfully removed the foreign objects inside, he looked at Sun Feng, who was still standing still without moving. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a chill of his arms, as if something was gently caressing from above.

Then a familiar ninja knife slammed heavily on the thick round shield in front of him, causing a loud bang.

Seeing this situation, Shinsuke Terajima, who had just recovered his vision, was stunned and instinctively thought in his heart, could he have helped him?

It took him a moment to notice that behind the ninja knife that was bombarding the round shield, he was still holding a broken arm tightly.

The broken arm is as smooth as a mirror, with blood pouring on the ground full of dead branches and leaves.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this time, an indescribable severe pain suddenly gushed out of his hands like a tide, completely submerging his reason.

With his left hand covering the wound of his right arm, Shinsuke Terashima staggered back, screaming in a shrill voice kept coming out of his mouth, and the continuous pouring blood set him off like a hideous ghost in hell.

"What a great knife!"

Seeing the shrill screams and struggling in pain in front of him, Sun Feng was silent for a moment, and immediately stroked the hideous mark on the thick round shield in front of him, and said with some admiration.

Halfway through the move by Takasuke Terajima, his entire arm was cut off by the thin lines that were ambushed on the side. It can be said that the force after his sword was only two or three points as powerful as he should have.

But just these two or three points of strength can break his 23 defenses in a row!

Even though these 23 defenses are composed of first-level metal essence, their defense is still not to be underestimated.

"It seems that the road to defense is still a long way to go! Even if I wear this piece, the ten-layer holy garment condensed from second-level metal essence, once I am approached by experts above the earth level, there is still a possibility of being killed by them...

Energy, energy, when will you end!"

When Sun Feng thought of the endless energy demand, he suddenly became silent again. The super brain needed energy, just like guns needed bullets and humans needed food. The former was completely inseparable from the latter.

The super brain's request for energy is like human greed, and it is simply endless.

After the silence, Sun Feng immediately calmed down his mood and turned his eyes to the Japanese who were struggling and wailing on the ground. Then a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

The thick round shield half-suspended in front of him immediately smashed the sky and the sun heavily at Shinsuke Terashima.

There is an old saying that villains die because they talk a lot, and decent die because they show off.

Therefore, when facing the enemy, Sun Feng never talks nonsense, never pretends to behave, fights whenever he wants to fight, kills when he wants to kill, and attacks directly at the opponent's vital point.

Wouldn't it be better to enjoy the joy of victory after everything is settled?

Even though Shinsuke Terashima's reason was already overwhelmed by the boundless pain, when the heavy shield seemed to be falling into the sky, he was smashing at him in the head.

The combat instinct formed by the countless bloody battles he experienced in the past still made him awake for a moment.

When he saw the shadow of death that was gradually magnifying in front of him, Shinsuke Terashima subconsciously swung his sword away, but the familiar sword light did not appear again, but a string of blood beads suddenly passed through the sky in front of him.

At this time, Shinsuke Terajima remembered the fact that his arm had been cut off.

After his face changed drastically, he quickly turned around and ran away, but his speed was still slow.

As soon as he turned around, the next moment, the thick round shield hit his shoulder, and a crackling sound of bone shattering came into everyone's ears clearly.

Click...

Shinsuke Terajima's moving left shoulder was hit hard by the thick round shield, and his whole body was smashed and flew forward.

Still in the air, his arms were twisted and folded strangely, and the tendons and veins of his shoulders and arms were completely broken, and even the white color of the bones pierced out of the muscles.

Faced with this situation, Tsushima Tsuke opened his mouth and screamed loudly.

After a few seconds, Shinsuke Terashima's body pounced heavily on the ground, rolled in a mess five or six meters away before stopping, and opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

His right arm was cut off at the same root, and his left shoulder and half of his body were completely shattered by the thick round shield, so Shinsuke Terajima could only twist his body against his waist and barely stand up.

His cold eyes stared at Sun Feng, with fear, resentment, and hatred.

He sprayed blood again, and he opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "I, I won't let it go..."

Puff!

Before Shinsuke Terajima finished speaking, the thick round shield rose up again and bombarded his head, which could no longer dodge, and completely smashed it.

"Ding, the soul energy is successfully absorbed, congratulations to the host for obtaining 46582% of the low-level energy."

"If you don't let me go like this, you'd better go to the underground and tell King Yama directly!

By the way, Dingdang, temporarily turn off the super brain's function of absorbing souls, I want to do a small experiment."

After replying coldly to Shinsuke Terashima's headless body, Sun Feng frowned slightly and ordered Dingdang.

Although the Blood-Devouring Bead also has the function of absorbing souls, he cannot rob the Super Brain. So in order to verify whether the Blood-Devouring Bead has the function of enhancing the soul strength, Sun Feng directly asked the Super Brain to raise his hands for a while, otherwise everyone would not be able to play happily together.

"Oh well."

Although he was a little reluctant, Dingdang still faithfully implemented Sun Feng's order.
Chapter completed!