Lang Zi Ying

Chapter 221 The Turtle Shell

This, this, this...

How is this possible?

All the Islanders were stunned.

Lord Matsushima Nozuke's world-shattering punch was instantly killed by Bai Zihe?

The Islanders stared blankly, dumbfounded.

Bewildered.

"Cough, cough..."

Just then, a cough came from a dirt pile in the distance.

A figure scrambled out, trembling, it was Matsushima Nozuke, who moments ago seemed like a god, an invincible presence!

"Hiss—"

Seeing his pathetic state, the Islanders gasped in unison.

He was bathed in blood from head to toe, blood constantly oozing from his mouth, eyes, ears, and nose.

His arms, chest, legs...

All bore wounds.

There wasn't a single part of him that remained intact.

"Didn't I tell you?"

Bai Zihe sneered dismissively, "You came to Great Xia just to deliver your head!"

After saying that.

Bai Zihe walked towards Matsushima Nozuke, step by step.

He didn't deliberately exude killing intent, yet with every stride, everyone felt the air around them grow more oppressive.

After a few steps.

The Islanders felt as if the air had solidified, making it difficult to breathe.

"Attack!"

"All of you, attack together, kill Bai Zihe!"

Matsushima Nozuke roared, then turned and sprinted backward, away from the battlefield, diving into a specially designed alloy fortress.

This room was constructed with unique, high-strength alloy on all sides.

Even a Grandmaster martial artist.

Would find it difficult to leave even a slight mark on it.

"Kill!"

"Kill Bai Zihe!"

Although the Islanders were intimidated by Bai Zihe's strength.

They possessed a significant trait: emotional and martial extremism!

At this moment.

Despite knowing they were no match for Bai Zihe, they charged forward fearlessly, determined to fight him to the death, unconcerned with their own demise.

Bai Zihe let out a cold, disdainful laugh.

Matsushima Nozuke was clearly the leader of this group.

He walked towards the room where Matsushima Nozuke was hiding, unstoppable, slaying gods and buddhas alike.

Though the Islander samurai were numerous...

They were nothing more than fragile clay chickens.

Bai Zihe, without expending much effort, instantly killed them in droves.

In just half a minute, they all lay on the ground, dead, without exception.

Takahashi Ichiryu and a few other Islanders.

Seeing the tide turning against them, they immediately scattered and fled in all directions.

"Can you escape?"

Bai Zihe snorted coldly. Several golden lights, as if possessing eyes, struck the few individuals in an instant, and they fell to the ground, unable to rise again.

Between him and Matsushima Nozuke, there were no longer any obstacles.

"You should be on your way."

Bai Zihe took a stride and stood outside the alloy room.

Hearing his killing intent-filled voice, Matsushima Nozuke shivered, then snarled ferociously, "You can't kill me."

"Oh?"

"With this alloy wall?"

Bai Zihe raised an eyebrow, his tone contemptuous, "Islanders... truly are turtles!"

Inside the alloy room.

Matsushima Nozuke was holding his phone, dialing.

Ever since this manor was built, he had considered every possible scenario.

And now...

It was undoubtedly the worst of them.

Forced into this desperate situation within the alloy cabin, he could only rely on external rescue.

Fortunately.

This cabin contained some water and food, enough to sustain him for two to three days in an emergency.

And the prerequisite for all of this was...

That the alloy would not be breached.

Regarding this.

Matsushima Nozuke was supremely confident.

He had personally supervised the construction of this cabin, as it related to his own survival, and dared not allow any mistakes.

After its completion, he had specifically tested its strength.

Even a Grandmaster expert could not damage this alloy cabin in the slightest.

However, what Matsushima Nozuke had not anticipated was.

This all-alloy cabin seemed to create a Faraday cage, resulting in very poor signal. He tried dialing several times, but it showed no signal.

"Bang!"

Just then, a violent sound suddenly erupted, startling Matsushima Nozuke greatly.

It was Bai Zihe attacking the alloy door!

Matsushima Nozuke forced himself to calm down and taunted, "Bai Zihe, you're wasting your effort."

"The strength of this room is beyond your imagination. Even ten of you combined couldn't break it!"

Then, he looked at his phone again, preparing to dial.

He heard Bai Zihe's extremely dismissive reply: "Matsushima Nozuke, since you like being a turtle, I'll smash your turtle shell!"

"Arrogant!"

Matsushima Nozuke scoffed and continued trying to call for help.

"Bang!"

The room door suddenly vibrated, the sound deafening and buzzing.

Matsushima Nozuke instinctively looked over.

A small fist-sized dent had appeared on the room door.