Wang Jun made a series of z-shape vertical jumps backwards, opening a distance of tens of meters. Wang Jun stood next to the statue at the entrance of the alley, observing the two warring parties attentively.
The moves between Li Xuanchen and the three blood cat sisters were extremely fast. If their eyesight hadn't improved a lot, they wouldn't even be able to see the afterimages clearly.
I saw that they were exchanging moves, including fists, palms, elbows, shoulders, hips, legs, knees and feet, using all possible techniques.
Li Xuanchen's black windbreaker danced wildly, and the shadow under the hem of the clothes was rich and thick, like a swamp swallowing countless lives.
Extraordinary combat skill - Shadow Quagmire!
This is a kind of extraordinary force field that approximates the realm, and the force field is filled with shadows and sinister corrosion.
When an extraordinary person whose level is not as good as the user steps into it, every movement seems to be wrapped in a quagmire.
Mire has an imperceptible corrosive effect, just like boiling a frog in warm water.
"Just use combat skills? The smelly man has a loud voice, but his skills are not very good."
The three blood cat sisters were joking and walking in the void.
call out!!!
One of them fired a hidden weapon, which was shaped like a rose and cut through the night air, glowing with a strange red light.
One shot came out, followed by hundreds of others, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of red lights enveloped Li Xuanchen's body.
"It's a small trick, but it's worth nothing." Li Xuanchen suddenly bared his teeth and revealed a sinister smile.
The thick shadow expanded instantly, affecting the three blood cat sisters.
With a bang, he stepped on the ground and rushed forward, crossing a distance of several meters. His fist wrapped around the shadow, and the shadow turned into a huge hammer.
Bang!!!
With a muffled sound, the figures of the three sisters became illusory at the same time, and then solidified in an instant.
Damage sharing... Wang Jun gave his guess, and when he looked at the three sisters, he suddenly became more suspicious.
Extraordinary abilities can bring about damage sharing, which is not unusual.
However, the reactions of the three blood cat sisters when they were injured can be said to be exactly the same.
He subconsciously covered his chest with his right hand, took three steps back, and lowered his head, making it look like he was spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The blood did not fall on the ground, which shows that the three sisters are in different dimensions.
"Brother Chen, the three of them are hiding in another layer of space, you have to be careful..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Jun suddenly felt a dark wind behind his head.
He lowered his head suddenly and immediately felt something sharp grazing the skin on the back of his neck.
Cold, hard, sharp.
Knife or dagger!
"Sneak attack?!" Wang Jun lowered his eyes and swung his right hand back.
The most unfashionable move in a street fight - the monkey steals the peach.
It feels very empty when I first touch it, like... there are no peaches.
"Damn, girl!" Wang Jun secretly screamed in his heart, continuing to maintain his gestures, and using the movement of standing up, he sent out a wave of strength.
He held up the body of the female thug with the palm of one hand, and threw out the knife with his other hand.
Butterfly knife, showing the blade.
The brilliant silver light cuts through the air and draws a crescent arc.
Bah~~~
Her clothes were torn and her stomach was bleeding. The female thug was in pain and her reaction was slow.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Jun flipped his wrist and the butterfly knife danced.
昘昘……
Three consecutive knives hit the thug's joints.
Left and right shoulders and right knee.
"Ah!!!" the female thug howled in pain.
Wang Junli ignored her, grabbed her thigh with his backhand, and slammed it to the ground like a sledgehammer.
Bang!!!
When there is a muffled sound, the ground shakes slightly, as if an earthquake is coming.
The female thug completely fainted and lost consciousness.
There were four or five thugs around, secretly glad they didn't strike first, and quietly retreated.
At the door of the tavern, Zhao Changqing shouted: "Catch the weak one first, don't let him run into the Black Front Lane. You guys hold him back, and everyone else surrounds him. His value is very high, enough to exchange for my brother."
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After hearing this, the thugs who were summoned were very happy to carry out the execution.
After all, no one really wants to go up against Li Xuanchen, a level 3 transcendent and one of the twelve blades in Black Edge Alley. He is definitely not an easy person.
The thugs swarmed towards Wang Jun, like locusts seeing the rice.
Wang Jun took action first and knocked out five or six thugs next to him in succession.
However, more than a hundred people gathered around them at the same time, and Wang Jun was unable to judge for the time being whether there was a transcendent being hidden among them, so he concentrated on retreating and fighting.
Suddenly, Li Xuanchen laughed loudly and said, "Ajun, let me show you Brother Chen's true strength."
After saying that, the shadows covering the ground began to squirm, like a wave of pure black that quickly swallowed up the entire long street.
In less than three seconds, the thugs on the street and in the tavern lost their fighting power, some fainted and fell to the ground, and some were locked to the ground by pure black hands.
The enemy's number has dropped sharply, and the morale of the army has been weakened.
Wang Jun took the opportunity to charge, holding a butterfly knife in his right hand and a dragon tooth dagger in his left hand.
Swish, brush, brush... 昘昘...
The sound of the blade penetrating flesh was heard endlessly, Wang Jun's hands were as fast as afterimages, and the thugs who could still move did not react at all, and fell to their knees one after another.
They were shocked to find that they had been stabbed in the body, the incision was deep and long, and blood was pouring out, and they couldn't stop it.
Those who can be thugs are certainly not weak-spirited losers, but they don't want to die in vain. They come here to work just to make money, fight, and make more money. The idea is very simple.
However, the reality is cruel. Faced with the endless blood and the wounds that seemed to hollow out their bodies, they suddenly felt that it was a mistake to start this fight today.
Wang Jun glanced around and saw that there were no opponents worth paying attention to.
Then, his eyes passed through the duel between the lv3 transcendents on both sides and looked at Zhao Changqing standing at the door of the bar.
Capture the thief first and capture the king first... Wang Jun's mind moved and his body moved. He bypassed the center of the battle between Li Xuanchen and the three blood cat sisters and rushed to the door of the tavern.
"We meet again." Zhao Changqing squinted his eyes, with no trace of panic on his face.
Two burly men in suits guarded him.
Through the holes pierced by sawdust, Wang Jun saw that the skin of the two strong men had a metallic texture.
Just to test how hard the frost I condensed... Wang Jun flipped his wrist and fingers flexibly, and the butterfly knife danced a spinning dance.
Water creature, activate!
Blood contains a lot of water, so it can be considered water that contains many impurities.
Wang Jun pulled the blood to condense into small ice picks and shot them out neatly.
Boo hoo hoo... hoo hoo hoo...
The two bodyguards stood in front of Zhao Changqing with stern faces.
The ice pick hit their bodies, making a crisp sound, and the ice and steel could not tell the winner for the time being.
Suddenly, the two of them pulled out their pistols in unison.
Bang! Bang bang bang...
The pistol fired continuously, Wang Jun's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body quickly transformed into a body of pure water.
The bullet carried the heat from the friction with the gun barrel, passed through the body, and then exited the body. Apart from a little pain, it left no real damage.
Zhao Changqing shrank toward the door and yelled, "Gan, what the hell is this?"
Most extraordinary beings start at level 2 and are not afraid of hot weapons. Wang Jun is at level 1 and has just been promoted. His ability to ignore bullets is definitely something to be wary of.
His talents and qualifications are terrifying, and their purity is too high!
Wang Jun stepped forward and got between the two strong men.
When two strong men saw that their guns were useless, how could they dare to slack off?
The thick arms stretched out in unison, one grabbing Wang Jun's throat, the other hitting Wang Jun's abdomen.
Their arms flashed with gray and black light, covered with a touch of extraordinary energy.
Unexpectedly, Wang Jun's forward charging posture suddenly stopped, and he swung his arm backhand to meet the attack with his blade.
Sonorous~
The butterfly knife collided with the fist bones, making a sound of gold and iron.
The dragon tooth dagger was surprisingly effective. It was inserted into the joint between the middle finger and the ring finger, breaking through the bones without any hindrance.
Metacarpal bones, carpal bones, arm bones...
In front of the dragon tooth dagger, the iron bones of a strong man who have been trained for a long time are softer than tofu.
With one blow, Wang Jun's bodyguard on the left was severely injured and basically lost his ability to fight.
"Ah!!!" Another bodyguard roared loudly, stretched out his arms and hugged me.
Wang Jun did not dodge, his body returned to normal, the dragon tooth dagger stabbed into the bodyguard's shoulder, and then used the force to throw him over the shoulder.
Bang!
The bodyguard fell to the ground and was temporarily unable to get up.
Wang Jun pulled out the dagger, stood up quickly, and pressed the butterfly knife against Zhao Changqing's neck.
"Tell your people to stop immediately."
Zhao Changqing shook his head, "It can't be done."
Wang Jun frowned slightly, "Your brother is still alive, and I guarantee that not even a hair on his body is damaged. Why risk your life for this?"
"It's not a gamble," Zhao Changqing smiled bitterly and pointed behind Wang Jun, "You might as well see if those guys can really stop after beating them to this extent."
"You want to trick me into turning around and carrying out a sneak attack," Wang Jun narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "Your brother came to Black Front Alley to ask me to treat you. I already know your situation."
Hearing this, Zhao Changqing's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, "Do you know everything?"
"No need to pretend to be stupid, you are actually an extraordinary person. I will not let down my guard against you." Wang Jun's eyes flashed, the butterfly knife moved up two centimeters, the blade was close to Zhao Changqing's throat, the cold blade told Wang Jun
Jun serious.
"oh……"
Zhao Changqing drawled, and then dropped the black suitcase.
The suitcase fell to the ground, the buckles were knocked open, and stacks of hundred-dollar bills were scattered on the ground.
At a rough glance, the total amount is at least greater than 5 million.
Wang Jun glanced at the money, turned his head, and said loudly: "Brother Chen, I got the thing, there is no need to continue to fight."
Zhao Changqing interrupted: "Where is my brother?"
"Don't worry, I'll bring it to you right away." Wang Jun replied.
The corners of Zhao Changqing's mouth twitched and his eyes were fixed on Wang Jun, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into his mind.
This time, he deeply realized who Wang Jun really was.
Researcher of Red Umbrella Company? No, that is simply a disguise. There must be a deeper hidden identity.
At the door of the tavern, Li Xuanchen was covered in shadows and scratched his head.
"I'm sorry, Ajun, it seems a bit difficult to deal with here. The three crazy women are quite powerful, so I can't just stop."
When masters compete, whoever shows weakness first is equivalent to surrendering half his life.
Wang Jun is proficient in the art of fighting and naturally understands this truth.
"Tell your people to stop."
Zhao Changqing said: "It's impossible. The three blood cat sisters are the people I invited, not my subordinates."
"You can't give direct orders to the people you invited?" Wang Jun asked.
Zhao Changqing explained:
"They have always been famous for being crazy and crazy. Three sisters are not allowed to be killed, and the rest are not allowed to die."
"Even if I am the employer, the only reason why I should keep my life is to get the balance of the commission."
"Whoever stops first now may suffer a loss."
"If you want the three of them to stop on their own initiative, you might as well see their flaws yourself."
Wang Jun hummed slightly and moved to stand beside Zhao Changqing.
Withdraw the butterfly knife and use the dragon tooth dagger to hold Zhao Changqing's back.
This position will not expose your own back, and at the same time, you can control other people's vital points.
Wang Jun concentrated his eyes and observed carefully.
There is no difference in the appearance of the three cat sisters, only the weapons they use have their preferences.
While watching and asking, Wang Jun learned from Zhao Changqing how to distinguish the three blood cat sisters.
It was the eldest sister who used the concealed weapon. The concealed weapon was shaped like a rose, but at least 20 times smaller.
The one who uses the whip is the second sister. The long black whip looks bright, but is actually covered with tiny burrs. After piercing the skin of living things, it will leave toxins behind.
The one who wields the dagger is the third sister. The dagger is filled with cursed power and emits strange black flames when swung.
Just after listening to the introduction, the true forms of the three sisters were suddenly revealed on the long street.
The eldest sister sprinkled the sky with hidden roses, falling from the sky like a torrential rain, covering Li Xuanchen's vision.
The second sister's long whip went around an inner arc and went straight to Li Xuanchen's neck.
The third sister holds two daggers, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. Every time she launches an attack, she must point at the vital points that Li Xuanchen must protect.
"The three weapons work together seamlessly. No wonder Brother Chen can't settle them quickly."
Wang Jun turned his gaze and looked at Li Xuanchen again.
At this moment, Li Xuanchen was covered in shadows, as if he were the monarch in charge of shadows and death. He stood motionless, with countless black shadows scattered around his body.
Without such means, I am afraid that he would have been pushed down by the fierce offensive of the three sisters.
Subsequently, the battle between the two sides gradually became fierce.
Boom boom boom boom...
Bang bang bang bang...
During the fight, the commotion became louder and louder.
The air is intertwined with afterimages and energy traces, some are as black as ink like gaps in the dark abyss, and some are colorless and transparent but have a distorted visual effect.
Li Xuanchen and the three blood cat sisters fired real fire, and more and more traces of energy remained.
Not long after, two strange scenes enveloped the 100-meter-long street.
Half is condensed with thick shadows, and the other half is filled with transparent void.
Li Xuanchen's limbs were wrapped in shadows, and the shadows connected the ground and walls. Hundreds of pure black hands grew and spread wildly, forming an airtight claw shadow, as if he was brewing some kind of trick.
"Come on, I will beat you three to death today."
"Smelly man, you know how to use big tricks, but our sisters can't use them?!" the three blood cat sisters sneered.
With that said, the three of them retreated ten meters away together, took off their black gentleman's hats, and placed them on their chests.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of huge heartbeats spread in all directions, and their bodies released scarlet light.
At the same time, the three sisters opened their mouths, and clots of blood the size of rice grains flew out, shaped like rice grains, and surrounded by blood of different shades.
When the blood and light intertwined, the clot quickly fused and turned into a huge blood-red rose.
Seeing that both sides are about to explode with all their strength.
At the entrance of Black Front Alley, a man with a poker face quietly appeared carrying an ancient sword on his back. The hilt and mouth of the sword were engraved with the image of a ferocious beast.
On the west side of the long street opposite the alley entrance, an old man with white hair and beard strolled closer. He was wearing a black and white special combat uniform and held large-caliber silver-white pistols with bayonets in both hands.