Although the slogan he was typing was to destroy the new world, which was quite terrifying ambition, Mo Fei did not know whether Zefa had a tendency to self-destruct in his "heroic" attack on the navy, and even Zefa himself did not know this.

The huge and cold cylindrical weapon swept across at an exaggerated speed. The power, momentum and Mo Fei's skin that contained the Hailou Stone breath in it hurt. For those who are capable, Zefa's "Smasher" is fatal.

Mo Fei held his breath and avoided the fierce attack by squatting quickly. The "Smasher" almost swept across the top of his head. The violent and rapid movements drove a strong airflow, making Mo Fei feel like the wheat field swept by a tornado, and it seemed that many things were almost pulled down.

However, after barely dodging the attack, before Mo Fei could stabilize his body, he once again welcomed Zefa's step-by-step kick, so he had to fly to one side again to avoid it.

Then he felt a shadow over his head.

Zefa raised his right arm high, and the slight and continuous sound of the machine running came into Mo Fei's ears. Then the "Smasher" smashed him in a head with a more rapid momentum than the falling meteorite.

“…”

If such a big hammer is knocked directly on the head, then Mo Fei can think in advance about how a person should live after losing his head.

At this time, he could clearly hear the slight and coherent sound of gear rotation, connecting rod transmission, and mechanism starting sound from the huge sea tower stones.

In an instant, Mo Fei quickly poked out his arm while pounced forward, and his ten fingers were deeply embedded in the ground. Then he suddenly exerted force with his arms, and cleanly added another evil dog to the in progress.

Like Piao Xu hit by the strong wind, Mo Fei avoided Zefa's attack and quickly rushed forward against the ground. After flying out more than ten meters, he supported the ground with one hand and turned his body and stood firmly on the spot.

If he could not be stained with dust, he could still say that his series of movements were so handsome in the smooth flow, but the problem was that he was already disheveled at this time.

The huge impact sounded, and Zefa's crusher smashed a terrifying pit on the ground.

"Hey, be serious, pretending to be handsome is not really cool." Smog, who was beside him, roared at Mo Fei. At this time, he had the idea of ​​"what is this guy here to do?"

Because Mo Fei's "reinforcement" not only did not bring any help, he was beaten away by Zefa in three punches and two kicks.

Coincidentally, this is what Mo Fei thought about him just now.

"Cough," Mo Fei coughed lightly, only saying that it is not only not easy but also embarrassing, especially when someone pointed it out directly, "There is no way, I can only say that the combat power is very different."

Nonsense, this person turned out to be a general of the Navy! Smog complained in his heart that Mo Fei was not effective, and he was not unaware of what Zefa's strength was, so... well, can this be considered to have high hopes for Mo Fei?

"continue!"

Smog first glanced at Mo Fei, and then rushed towards Zefa again while saying this.

"I'm so excited, Lieutenant General, I guess neither of us was calculated in combat power by our headquarters..."

Well, Mo Fei didn't say this sentence, because it not only hurts Smog but also hurts himself, no one likes to be regarded as a soy sauce character.

Therefore, Mo Fei followed Smog closely because of the boss' orders.

It is different from the last show match with Fujito, and it is also different from the previous test with Hai Xia Jinping. It should be said that this is Mo Fei's first time facing a world-class opponent, although this opponent is quite old and in poor physical condition.

If you want to defeat such an enemy, there is no room for scammers.

It was obviously a two-person fight against one person, but at this time Mo Fei felt like they were fighting the boss.

Smoger's paper combat power is ultimately higher than Mo Fei, so he attracted most of Zefa's attention, so Mo Fei was relatively relaxed. It can only be said that the experiences between people are different. One person's luck is likely to be the misfortune of another person, and what he gets and loses. This is the so-called equivalent exchange.

All the Navy lost was Smog, and what Mo Fei got would be the whole world.

Speed, strength, experience, power, Zefa has all the advantages of an excellent warrior. Relatively speaking, the only part that Mo Fei can be called an advantage in frontal battle is probably the only thing that is flexible.

After all, he is a young man and has excellent reflex nerves.

Both sides quickly pulled their positions closer, and the fierce approaching battle began. In such a battle, Mo Fei paid the most attention to dodge, and he was not in a hurry to attack, because it was difficult for him to completely defend Zefa's attack. If he was hit by the opponent, he would likely have to withdraw from the battlefield directly.

However, there is definitely a chance of attack. After all, Smog can at least restrain Zefa's main energy. At this time, Mo Fei skillfully avoided Zefa's straight fist with his left hand. He quickly turned sideways, and at the same time, he raised his wrist almost vertically with the momentum. So the long sword held in his hand stabbed Zefa's neck with a strange path, with a sudden momentum, and an indescribable chill, which was indescribable.

Like a wasp sting, light and fatal.

But just as the sword blade of the long sword immediately touched its target, Zefa's left fist was suddenly covered with the armed domineering aura. Then with a raising hand, his fist suddenly hit Mo Fei's sword spine, so Mo Fei's long sword turned around and slid to the left side of his body.

The attack failed.

But what surprised Mo Fei was that a stab came from the tip of the sword next time... No, it should have been a touch of something.

He turned his head and saw a slight injury on Smog's chest, so his eyes became extremely innocent.

If I said I didn't mean it, would you believe me? If I apologize, would you forgive me... This is the only meaning in this look.

But Mo Fei did not wait for Smog's response next moment, because the huge "Smasher" had already magnified in his eyes at the next moment, and he could only quickly withdraw and retreat to a safe enough distance.

But when he stood up again, he found something in Zefa's "Smasher" - looking a bit like Lieutenant General Smog.

"Forehead……"

Smoge would definitely not take the little accidental injury to the past, but if Mo Fei chose to retreat alone at this time, Smoge would definitely not forgive him.

So what exactly are these two people here for?

Fortunately, Zefa may have become much crueler than before, but he did not come here to humiliate him, so he did not do anything after he caught Smog, but instead made a clean and neat shot.

The Lieutenant General is like a large bowling ball, and there is no need to say who is the bottle.

Out of workplace etiquette and character as a human being, Mo Fei had to catch Smog at this time. There was no problem with this. The problem was that Zefa followed Smog immediately behind him. He held a huge "Smasher" with his right arm, and his whole body was like a rampage train.

There is a very likely tragedy called "One hammer, two slices of meat" to happen next.

But at this time Mo Fei was neither urgent nor panicked. He caught Smog with one hand, then turned his head and looked at him.

At the same time, Zefa's fist was already covered.

Then……

Dong!

It's not "boom" or "clang", but "dong".

Because he punched a transparent barrier, it suddenly appeared there, blocking between Mo Fei and Zefa. It looked fragile like a flat glass, but in fact it was indestructible. And more importantly, someone caused the only substantial damage to Zefa since the beginning of the battle...well, a rebound and counter damage.

A large number of navy appeared around Zefa in unknown when it appeared, and a lazy green cockscomb came out of it.

"Although it is a pleasant experience to watch the ugly and brutal fights between the current navy and the 'former navy', since you are here, you must have a choice of either one or the other, and I do not want to be an accomplice to those who destroy the world, so..."

Bartolomeo thrust into his pocket and stuck out his tongue at Zefa, then continued, "Old man, are you a little too irritable?"

Mo Fei let go of Smog's hand and silently moved his gaze away from Bartolomeo.

Although this guy is considered his own person, but...

What to do? I don't know why I want to hit him.
Chapter completed!