Super Alchemy King Reborn In City

This kind of butterfly knife was not something that a ruffian would use to scare people, but rather something that had been refined and could even pierce through steel plates.    

Han Zhen's expression did not change, even though these people were armed with firearms. In front of Han Zhen, it was still not enough.    

Not to mention this kind of dagger.    

Although Primordial Divine Body of Han Zhen had yet to reach the Small Success Realm, it was enough to stop such a level of weapon!    

Although Zhao Jianhao was a young man, he was already twenty-four or twenty-five. He was far taller than Han Zhen and a head taller than him.    

He stabbed his knife straight at Han Zhen's neck!    

Zhao Jianhao's face revealed traces of malevolence.    

It was just a deathblow!    

Just as Zhao Jianhao said, they... A rotten life!    

Han Zhen saw Zhao Jianhao's actions clearly, and he understood that Zhao Jianhao was trying to kill him. Han Zhen's eyes turned cold.    

Before Zhao Jianhao's dagger could reach Han Zhen, Han Zhen's right hand shot out like lightning.    

His hand didn't attack Zhao Jianhao.    

Instead, he grabbed onto the opponent's dagger.    

Everyone was stunned. If a normal person did not even have the time to dodge a dagger, would he have taken the initiative to grab it?    

Zhao Jianhao laughed loudly, "You're courting death!"    

Zhao Jianhao naturally knew the sharpness of his dagger. With just a slight force, he could cut off all four fingers on Han Zhen's right hand.    

It seemed that this young man only had a little bit of strength, but unfortunately, he had no experience fighting.    

Zhao Jianhao grabbed his right arm with his left hand and the muscles in his arms immediately bulged.    

Zhao Jianhao's tall muscles showed that he had extraordinary strength.    

Two forces working together at the same time drove the dagger in Zhao Jianhao's hand.    

Suddenly, it was cut down!    

"Hiss!" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Some people could no longer bear to look on!    

He was afraid that he would see the miserable sight of his four badly mutilated fingers on the ground.    

However, Han Zhen's expression did not change.    

"This blade is not bad!" Han Zhen said lightly.    

He slightly exerted force with his right hand.    

With Han Zhen's current strength, he was only slightly exerting his strength.    

Under everyone's panic-stricken gazes, Han Zhen gripped the dagger blade and directly pulled the butterfly knife out of Zhao Jianhao's hand.    

Hiss!    

Ka ka!    

Zhao Jianhao screamed as he held his right hand.    

The crowd saw that Zhao Jianhao's hand was badly mangled and more than half of the muscles on his palm had been torn apart. Fresh blood flowed out of his hand rapidly.    

Han Zhen, who was holding the dagger, opened his hand. The sharp butterfly knife was lying in his hand.    

However, there was no trace of a cut on his delicate hand.    

Even though he was gripping onto the edge of the blade!    

A strange feeling of contrast rose in everyone's hearts.    

"You're not injured at all!" Zhao Jianhao was in disbelief.    

Han Zhen merely gently threw the Butterfly Blade in his hand.    

"Unfortunately, it's still too bad!" The Butterfly Blade was already considered pretty good for these ordinary people. However, for Han Zhen, it was still far from enough.    

Han Zhen gently rubbed his hands.    

Facing the hard dagger, his delicate palm effortlessly pressed down!    

Everyone's eyes narrowed.    

From Han Zhen's palm came a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache.    

An inconceivable thought appeared in everyone's mind.    

Han Zhen merely threw out the dagger in his hand calmly.    

However, the sharp dagger had already turned into a metal lump.    

Everyone gasped and exclaimed!