Chapter 282 The origin of a laugh, the man runs wild
The autumn wind was bleak, and the long street was filled with people. The flames were igniting, and the figures surrounded them. The figures were shot out like cannonballs, and fell to the ground, bleeding out. Seven carriages blocked the front and rear of the street crookedly, and pedestrians fled in panic.
Looking over here from the restaurant and restaurant in the distance.
Seven carriages, even if the carriages are quite large, can only hold one person in each carriage. At this time, when these martial arts people with different costumes and weapons appear, at first glance, it feels like they are on the streets of Hangzhou today.
There are just fights that happen every day. 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 understand the meaning of this name more or less.
When I looked back at the situation, I realized that the person who intercepted the entire convoy this time 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. The person who rushed up was kicked back by him. The battle that took place on Pingchang Street that afternoon
, from the beginning, there weren’t too many bells and whistles to speak of.
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, to deal with a group of children, he may not need to use all his elite talents.
.But even so, those who can manage things at this level under Dao Yi 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 kind who really have skills under their command and have killed many people. Normally, one person can take on three or five sergeants. However, when the people in two nearby cars came around with swords, they were really able to
I could feel the amazing skills of the man named Chen Fan who came to kill him alone.
Among the people who followed Bao Daoyi this time, perhaps not many people 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 were all three
Forty-year-old famous people have been fighting for so many years. In the past, perhaps because they were warriors, they were not taken seriously, and some even became street performers. But they have hard skills, and when it comes to fighting, no matter what
, will not be afraid. In their opinion, the young man who is attacking the convoy head-on by himself may have some skills, but a person is 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, practiced various martial arts, participated in the entire process of the rebellion, and fought in the most intense places of every battle.
Survived. Among Fang La's military members, the only ones who could compete with him were perverts like Liu Xigua, who were also geniuses.
After the city of Hangzhou was defeated, he was tired and relaxed. 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 was
They have already made a fighting stance and are about to risk their lives!
The first people to surround us were the people who got off the third car. Seeing that the whip in the driver's hand was snatched into several pieces and everyone was pulled over, they immediately drew their weapons and rushed forward.
It was no longer an underestimation of the enemy. But the car's shaft was turned in Chen Fan's hand. The leader was still kicked right in the center and kicked out. This man was the leader of a faction in the southern martial arts world called Shen Fist Sect.
He practiced horizontally, tried hard to bridge the gap, but with just one kick he spurted blood from his mouth and became a gourd on the ground.
No one paid attention to the figure who was kicked away, and all the attacks around him were coming. The man on the left had a pair of eagle claws directly on Chen Fan's shoulders, neck, and veins. This man was Tang Zhenchuan, known as the "Iron Claws of Zhenchuan".
At the same time as this attack, there were also knives, swords, and guns. The right and rear were equally murderous, but the next moment, they were involved in a hurricane!
Tang Zhenchuan has been immersed in an eagle claw 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.
The hand had already grabbed it. For a moment, he just caught a glimpse of Chen Fan's gesture, which looked like an eagle's claw or a tiger's claw, but it seemed to be grabbed at random, without any rules. The thought of an outsider flashed through his mind. Two hands
They were already twisted together, and then the sound of broken bones rang in his 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 chariot shaft, and the whole person staggered back as if he had been electrocuted.
, 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 during the rush, as if it was pressed against Tang Zhenchuan's back.
But in the eyes of the people in front, this young man was like a tiger swooping in!
Several 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, and his forearm was broken.
It was over, but Chen Fan was still behind him. The shaft of the car roared twice in his hands, forcing the people around him away, and raised it high in the air.
Split Huashan with all your strength!
Sawdust and flesh and blood exploded into the sky. With his back to Chen Fan, Tang Zhenchuan almost swallowed this fierce swing with the back of his head without warning. His body was killed together with the person rushing from the side.
Flying out, at this moment, Chen Fan had once again swooped out like a cheetah. At this time, there was a couple of warriors using swords in front of them, weaving a web of swords and lights. They were caught by Chen Fan, who was facing them.
Haoyong was so distracted that he subconsciously retreated for a moment.
Just now, everyone swarmed up, but in just a short moment, the siege was torn apart. But there were still some experienced warriors from the side and rear, chasing after them quickly. Chen Fan's body rolled on the ground and rushed towards the pair in front.
A man and a woman wielding swords. They were both in their twenties and thirties. The man was handsome and the woman was gorgeous. However, the swords in their hands worked very well together. But from the beginning, Chen Fan seemed to be on the wrong side.
In the three-way route, he had previously pulled Tang Zhenchuan and dived, but now he was still diving and rolling, and then directly hit the man's lower body, causing the other party to become a little confused.
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 someone's legs and lower body seems a bit vulgar, especially the couple in front of them, who are not specialized in it.
Study how to break this type of attack. But Chen Fan survived the battlefield. When he was scattered on the battlefield, surrounded by enemy troops, the sword technique may be the best way to save his life. He himself is very strong in martial arts.
, has almost returned to his original nature, at this time the killer showed no mercy. The man and woman knew immediately that they were out of their depth. When they saw him attacking the man, the woman next to him made a wrong step and came to save him with a knife. The next moment, his calf was cut.
Chen Fan grabbed it and his body flew up.
The woman's body, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, was grabbed by Chen Fan and waved around like a sack. Those who had gathered around were forced to move away. One man slashed the woman's shoulder with a sharp blade and drew blood.
The man holding the sword roared and reached out to hug his wife's body. The woman's right foot was still caught in Chen Fan's hand. Again, in full view of everyone, he felt extremely embarrassed and kicked Chen Fan hard on the head with his left foot.
go.
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, ripped it off with both hands, and kicked the woman's lower body.
Chen Fan didn't bother to think about anything else at this time, but the woman's screams still spread throughout the long street, and someone yelled from the side: "How dare you!" The husband hugged his wife and threw her a few meters away. Chen Fan didn't notice.
Without 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 struck the man in the face with a hand that smashed the monument, and slapped him several meters away. 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 sorrow, grabbed the knife in her hand, jumped up and stabbed straight at her. Chen Fan rolled on the ground and kicked the woman in the stomach. When the woman's body fell,
Chen Fan also stood up, stepped forward, clenched his fist and swung it from top to bottom, smashing the woman's head and body to the ground, causing her to lose her human 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 up to his chest and gave him a violent headbutt.
There was a dance of blood all over the sky, and the Taoist priest also staggered back and fell to the ground.
"I don't think you guys count."
It had only been a short moment since the battle started, but without stopping, he passed the third carriage and walked towards the direction of Route B. His head was already covered with blood from the headbutt just now. He wiped it with his hand, but his hand
There was more blood on his face, and wiping it off 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. He slapped the carriage next to him with a violent slap. The carriage shook and the horses roared in panic.
"Chen Fan! Do you think I can't really kill you?"
"Bao Dao Yi! Do you think I can't really kill you?"
"Haha...haha..." Bao Daoyi laughed angrily. After a moment, he shouted out loud, his beard and hair standing out. The voice resounded like thunder on the long street, "Chen Fan! If the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm sick."
Cat! Even if the Buddha is here today, you are dead!"
"Hehe." Chen Fan also laughed, but his smile was a bit weird even though his face was covered in 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 his whisk, stopped, and rushed out with a bang!
Seeing Bao Daoyi suddenly take action, all the warriors on the long street rushed towards this direction at the same time——
Chen Fan raised his head, with contempt in his eyes.
Black shadows were like ant colonies, blocking the sky in this late autumn afternoon.