Mu Fei was very fast, but those broken black tentacles were not slow either.
Before Mu Fei could rush to the monster's body, his body was already covered with broken tentacles.
Black leech-like things squirmed on his body, quickly got into his coat and stuck to his skin.
A nauseating feeling came from his skin, and Mu Fei couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.
These things can't really suck blood like leeches, right?
Mu Fei shuddered in his heart and thought to himself.
Feeling these "leeches" sucking into his skin, causing bursts of greasy sting, Mu Fei felt so sick that he wanted to shiver.
He tried hard to focus on the monster in front of him and not think about the "tentacles" on his body.
He accelerated his blocked pace, held the dim light in his hand and twisted around, avoiding the monster's attempt to block him.
He stretched out his arm and stabbed the dark light knife into the root of the opponent's tentacles.
The jet-black blade easily penetrated the monster's body, as if piercing the smooth water.
The faint red light that Mu Fei saw with his left eye gradually dissipated under the stabbing of the dim blade.
The monster's two arms each held half of its head, shaking wildly and making a hoarse and painful cry.
All the broken tentacles began to shake violently, and those stuck to Mu Fei fell to the ground like shaken leaves, turning into pools of pitch black ink.
When all the tentacle fragments were completely turned into ink, the monster's body that was split in half collapsed in vain.
It stirred a few times on the ground, as if it was making a final struggle, and several huge bubbles popped up, and then turned into A pool of dark mud.
It gradually cooled down.
The monster was completely silent.
Mu Fei raised his head and looked at the monitor.
During the battle just now, he found the monitor installed in this dark room.
He knew that Feng Manlou could see everything happening here through this.
"Sure enough, the trump card sent by the headquarters is no match for you, Mr.
Mu Fei."
Feng Manlou's voice came through the microphone with a smile.
"Next, is it our turn?"
Mu Fei said calmly, his voice completely devoid of the intensity after the battle, but with a cold calmness.
"Don't worry."
Feng Manlou said with a smile, "Your next opponent will be them."
The other party just finished speaking.
Several figures came out of the dark corners.
Mu Fei frowned slightly.
There seemed to be other secret doors in this room, otherwise he would have been able to find these people if they only hid in this room.
These few people who came out were different from the previous monsters.
They all had normal appearances and looked like ordinary people who could be seen everywhere on the street.
"Are you from the Film Department?"
Mu Fei frowned and whispered.
A total of six people appeared.
Except for the two people who had fought with Sal before, the other four people were all strangers.
It seems that the three who fought with him before are unable to return to the battle for the time being.
Three of the six people were holding long knives, one was using a short blade with both hands, and the other two seemed to be using boomerang-type throwing weapons.
They formed an encirclement, surrounding Mu Fei in the center.
At the same time, he faced six enemies whose strength reached the level of A-level demons.
And they are well-trained to work well with each other.
This time, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome.
Mu Fei glanced around.
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The six people were very cautious and did not take rash action even though they had the numerical advantage.
Instead, they each took their positions and carefully surrounded him.
Looking at the movements of these people, Mu Fei knew that if he wanted to break through them, he had to go all out.
If he still leaves some room to avoid hurting others as he did before, I'm afraid he will suffer a big loss.
"Let's fight quickly."
Mu Fei said coldly in a low voice.
I don't know if he heard him whispering to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, the enemy in front of him with double blades rushed over.
The man swung the two swords in his hands very quickly, and Mu Fei suddenly felt that his eyes were filled with silver light, and the space in front of him was almost completely blocked.
Mu Fei took a step back.
Two men armed with long knives were already waiting there.
The long knife struck left and right, crossing and slashing towards Mu Fei's waist.
Mu Fei jumped up when he saw this.
There are more than a dozen shurikens under the hood, so dense that no gaps can be seen.
Mu Fei raised the dark light and separated the hidden weapon with a few clanging sounds.
Another man holding a long knife had jumped up, shouted and chopped off Mu Fei's head.
In just an instant, attacks came from all directions, seemingly chaotic, but actually orderly, blocking all Mu Fei's exits.
Mu Fei sneered, raised his dim light to block the oncoming blade, stepped on the long knives crossing on both sides, and sank down with force, pressing down the blades in the hands of the two men.
Then Mu Fei used the pressure to turn over, jumped up with his feet and kicked the person holding the two swords in front of him.
Although these people are fast, Mu Fei's eyesight is also different from ordinary people.
After taking off the blindfold, the movements of these people were almost the same as the attacks of ordinary people in his sight.
After turning over, Mu Fei put his palms on the ground, spread his legs apart, and rotated vigorously to sweep around.
The people surrounding him were swept away by him, and Mu Fei used his palms to push himself up and stood up.
After glancing at the people gathered around him again, Mu Fei narrowed his eyes, turned his wrist over, and with a thought, he felt a burst of heat from the dim light into his palm.
During the activation of the weapon, Mu Fei used his perseverance to stop it.
Half started.
The killing intent seemed to have condensed into substance, forming a dark cloud behind Mu Fei.
The pupil of his left eye glowed with a faint red light, and his gaze glared at the six people in front of him like a sharp blade.
The six members of the Film Department were stunned by Mu Fei's aura and were stunned for a moment before they remembered the second wave of attacks.
Four close combat personnel slashed at Mu Fei from four directions at the same time.
The other two people stood on the outside, a little further away with hidden weapons ready, so that they could block Mu Fei's retreat from all directions.
However, when their attack arrived, Mu Fei's figure swayed in front of them, and then disappeared.
Their blades struck the afterimage and missed.
Everyone knew what happened, and the four of them immediately turned around, leaning against each other and facing outside.
The two people on the outside fell first.
They didn't see what happened.
They only felt a gust of wind and a black shadow passing by.
The two of them fell straight to the ground.
Then came the four.
By the time they saw the dim blade, it was already too late.
The overwhelming flash of swords and shadows gave them the illusion that what they were facing was not an enemy at all, but an army.
Mu Fei's figure formed several afterimages in front of them, and it looked like several people were attacking them at the same time.
The jet-black twisted blades formed a dense network
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