Chapter 291: With a laugh, the man runs wild
The autumn wind is bleak, the long street is filled with people, the flames are burning, the figures are surrounding them, and the figures are shot out like cannonballs, falling to the ground, bleeding out. Seven carriages blocked the front and rear of the street crookedly. Pedestrians fled in panic and looked over at the restaurants and teahouses in the distance.
Seven carriages, even though the carriages are quite large, can only hold eight or nine people in each carriage. At this time, when these martial arts people with different costumes and weapons appear, at first glance, they feel... Just like the fights that happen every day on the streets of Hangzhou. But only the name "Bao Dao Yi" means that the situation in front of us is not an ordinary fight. There are people near and far who more or less understand the meaning of this name. Only when looking back at the situation can we realize that this time The person who intercepted the entire convoy was actually just a young man in his twenties.
When Ning Yi pushed the cart and walked back, Chen Fan was already walking towards Bao Road B with the shaft of the cart in hand. The person who rushed up was kicked back by him. The battle that took place on Pingchang Street this afternoon did not have too many bells and whistles from the beginning.
Chen Fan is not a fool, but at least in battle, for him, he does not need too many fancy strategies. Although Bao Daoyi came here in person this time, dealing with a group of children may not require all the best. But even so, those who can guarantee Yi's subordinates to participate in matters of this level are not mediocre. Those who appear here at this time are already the leaders of small and medium-sized sects in the martial arts world, or green forest bandits who kill people and swindle goods. The real The kind of person who has skills under his command and has killed many people. Normally, one person can defeat three or five sergeants alone. However, when the people in two nearby cars surrounded each other with swords, they could really feel the amazing skills of the man named Chen Fan who was brazenly killing him alone.
Among the people who followed Bao Daoyi this time, perhaps not many of them really knew that Chen Fan was a disciple of Fo Shuai, and even if they knew, they would not be too afraid of the young man in front of them. They are all famous people in their thirties and forties. They have been fighting for so many years. In the past, they may not have been taken seriously because they were warriors. Some even became street performers. However, they have hard skills and are good at fighting. No matter what happens, don't be afraid. In their opinion, the young man who was attacking the convoy head-on by himself might have some skills, but a man who was either crazy or desperate, with blood rushing to his head.
They just didn't expect that the young man in front of them had been gifted since childhood. Later, he became a disciple of the Seven Buddhas of Fang, practiced various martial arts, participated in the whole process of the rebellion, and won the final battle in every battle. Survive the fierce fight and survive. In Fang La's army, the only ones who could compete with him were perverts like Liu Xigua, who were both geniuses.
After the city of Hangzhou was defeated, he was in a lazy and relaxed mood. Later, even though he took over as a law enforcement officer for a period of time, he seemed to use fists to solve everything and was unreasonable. In fact, it was just an attitude to deal with internal conflicts. But in front of him, he had already made a fighting gesture, and was about to fight with his life!
The first people who surrounded us were the eight or nine people who got off the third car. Seeing that the whip in the driver’s hand was snatched into several sections, and everyone was pulled over, they immediately pulled it out. The weapon rushes straight up, which is no longer an underestimation of the enemy. But the shaft of the car turned in Chen Fan's hand, and the leader was still kicked right in the center and flew out. This man was the leader of a faction in the southern martial arts world called the Shen Fist Sect. He was a skilled warrior and a strong horse, but he spurted blood from his mouth with just one kick and became a gourd on the ground.
No one paid attention to the figure who was kicked away. Attacks from all around were already coming. The man on the left had a pair of eagle claws directly on Chen Fan's shoulders, neck and veins. This man was known as "Zhenchuan" "Iron Claw" Tang Zhenchuan attacked at the same time as knives, swords, and guns. The right side and the rear were equally murderous, but the next moment, they were involved in a hurricane!
Tang Zhenchuan has been immersed in eagle claws for more than thirty years. At that moment, Chen Fan fought with him twice in a row. The first time was a smooth elbow bump. Then he changed his hand and saw the young man's grasp. His hand had already grabbed it, and for a moment he just caught a glimpse of Chen Fan's gesture like an eagle's claws. It looked like a tiger's claw, but it seemed to be grabbed at random, without any rules. The thought of an outsider flashed through my mind. The two hands were already twisted together, and then the sound of broken bones sounded in my ears, just like in the past. He had directly scratched the opponent's bones, but his vision was spinning wildly.
The chariot shaft waved across a huge semicircle, roaring like a tiger! Chen Fan grabbed Tang Zhenchuan and dragged him straight into the center of the crowd. A tutuo holding an iron staff collided with the shaft of the chariot. He staggered back as if he had been shocked by electricity, and countless sawdust exploded in the air. Tang Zhenchuan's body, which was suddenly pulled around and almost flew up, blocked the sword attack from the left. Chen Fan's body leaned down in the rush, as if it was pressed against Tang Zhenchuan's back, but a few people in front were From a human perspective, this young man looks like a tiger swooping in!
A few people retreated almost subconsciously. Tang Zhenchuan's body landed on the ground. Before he could stand still - in fact, it was impossible to stand still at all. It should be said that he had not yet fallen down - pain came from his arms, grabbing and grabbing. , his forearm was broken, but Chen Fan was still behind him, the shaft of the car roared twice in his hand, forcing the people around him away, and raised it high in the air.
Strike Huashan!
Sawdust and flesh and blood exploded into the sky. With his back turned to Chen Fan, Tang Zhenchuan almost swallowed this fierce swing with the back of his head without warning. His body was The people rushing from the side flew out together. At this moment, Chen Fan dived out like a cheetah again. At this time, there was a pair of sword-wielding lovers in front of them, weaving a web of swords and swords. They were distracted by Chen Fan, the brave man who met them, and for a moment they subconsciously retreated.
Just now everyone swarmed forward, but in just a short moment, the siege was torn apart. However, there were still some experienced warriors on the side and rear, chasing after him quickly. Chen Fan's body rolled on the ground, directly facing the pair of sword-wielding men in front. The two of them were also in their twenties and thirties. The man was handsome and the woman was gorgeous, but the swords in their hands were very powerful. But Chen Fan seemed to be taking the path of the lower third from the beginning. He had pulled Tang Zhenchuan before and dived. Now he was still diving and rolling. Then he hit the man's lower body, causing the other party to panic. .
After all, everyone in Green Forest values face. There is no such thing as lying down boxing that specializes in the lower body, but it is difficult to become popular. Whether it is a competition or a vendetta, attacking the legs and feet of the two sides seems a bit wretched, especially the pair in front of them. Couples will never specialize in breaking this type of attack. But Chen Fan survived the battlefield. When he was scattered on the battlefield, surrounded by enemy troops, the sword technique might be the best way to save his life. He was very skilled in martial arts and had almost returned to his true nature. At this time, the killer Showing no mercy, the man and woman knew immediately that they were outmatched. When they saw him attacking the man, the woman next to him made a mistake in her steps and came to save her with a knife. The next moment, her calf was grabbed by Chen Fan and her body flew away. stand up.
The woman's body, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, was grabbed by Chen Fan and swung around like a sack. Those who had gathered around were forced to move away. One man held the blade in his hand without hesitation and struck the woman. There was blood from the cuts on the shoulders. The man holding the sword roared and reached out to hug his wife's body. The woman's right foot was still in Chen Fan's hand. In full view of everyone, he felt extremely embarrassed and kicked Chen Fan's head hard with his left foot. .
At this time, Chen Fan was grabbing the woman with one hand and swinging her around. The woman's upper body was hugged by her husband. He grabbed the woman's left foot, tore it apart with both hands, and kicked the woman's lower body. .
As for other things, Chen Fan didn't bother to think about it at this time, but the woman's screams still spread throughout the long street, and someone shouted from the side: "How dare you!" The husband held his wife and fell a few meters away. Besides, Chen Fan showed no mercy. For a woman, her whole life should have been ruined by this kick. Before he could look at his wife, he grabbed the sword in his hand and rushed forward again: "I'll kill you!"
Chen Fan's feet barely stopped at all. He waved his hand to block the opponent's sword-holding arm, and directly slashed the opponent's shoulder and neck with the edge of his palm. He only heard crackling sounds. Chen Fan took five steps forward, and the man kept retreating, with his head on his head. I don’t know how many punches I received on my face and neck, and blood came out with every blow.
"Only your woman counts!?"
Following this angry shout, Chen Fan hit the man in the face with a stone-throwing hand, and slapped him After hitting a few meters, the man was obviously dead. At this time, his body had passed over the woman on the ground behind him. When the woman saw that her husband was dead, she suddenly screamed in grief, grabbed the knife in her hand, jumped up and stabbed him hard. Chen Fan rolled on the ground and kicked the woman in the stomach. When the woman's body fell, Chen Fan had already stood up. He stepped forward, made a fist and swung it from top to bottom, hitting the woman's head with her body. On the ground, he fell out of shape.
He stepped over the corpse, and the person in front of him who just shouted "Shu Zi Er Dare" also rushed over. He was a Taoist priest in his fifties, but then Chen Fan stepped over to his chest and gave him a fierce blow. The headbutt on his head sent blood dancing all over the sky, and the Taoist priest staggered back and fell to the ground.
“I don’t think you count.”
It had only been a short moment since the battle began. Without stopping, he passed the third carriage and walked towards the direction of Route B. His head was already covered in blood when he hit the headbutt just now. He wiped it with his hand, but there was more blood on his hand. This wipe made his face look even more ferocious.
Over there, Bao Dao B had already got out of the car, his face already full of anger, and he slapped the carriage next to him with a loud slap. The carriage shook and the horses roared in panic.
"Chen Fan! Do you think I can't kill you!"
"Bao Daoyi! Do you think I can't kill you!"
"Haha... ...Haha..." Bao Daoyi was extremely angry. He laughed, and after a moment, he shouted loudly, his beard and hair standing, and the voice sounded like thunder on the long street, "Chen Fan! If the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat! Even if the Buddha is here today, you will die. ”
"Hehe." Chen Fan also laughed, but his smile was a bit weird even though his face was covered with blood. "You are like a tiger, so I will treat you as if you are critically ill... How about -" The last sound was also loud. Cher Chang Street.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and the next moment, Bao Dao Yi turned and stopped, then rushed out with a bang!
Seeing Bao Daoyi suddenly take action, the warriors on the entire long street rushed towards this direction at the same time——
Chen Fan raised his head, with contempt in his eyes. .
Dark shadows are like ant colonies, blocking the sky in this late autumn afternoon. (End of chapter)