The Strongest Soldier in the City

As the fierce fighting continues, the heat comes.

Chen Liuhe began to behave a little weakly, and when waving his hands, he became a little more tired and hasty.

After all, his physical condition was so bad that such a high-intensity fight also made him feel obviously a little strenuous.

"Bang!" In the tense battle, Chen Liuhe once again found an opportunity and punched out, hitting an old man in the chest.

The old man's expression changed suddenly, and he reacted quickly. He took a step back to distance himself, covered his chest with both arms, and resisted Chen Liuhe's punch.

After a muffled sound, the old man flew backwards, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. He was obviously injured by Chen Liuhe's punch.

Although Chen Liuhe's strength is not as strong as half of what he was in his heyday, he is still a strong man in the Demon Transformation Realm. With one powerful blow, the strength he possesses will not be much weaker no matter how weak he is.

Just as the old man flew out upside down, Chen Liuhe also felt several strong winds coming around him.

This made all the hairs on his body stand up. Without thinking too much, he shook his palms on the armrests of the wheelchair, and the wheelchair quickly moved forward.

This allowed him to successfully dodge two attacks, but he still couldn't dodge the last one.

"Bang!" Chen Liuhe felt a sharp pain in his back, and he flew out, including his wheelchair.

"Bang!" A loud noise was heard again, and Chen Liuhe and his wheelchair hit the ground heavily. The wheelchair rolled over and he also fell aside.

That look was extremely embarrassing.

"Hmph, this is all you have left, Chen Liuhe. Today next year will be your memorial day, so you should die!"

Seeing Chen Liuhe being knocked away, the three of them were overjoyed, the fierceness on their faces became more intense, and there was a look of arrogance in their eyes.

They would not give Chen Liuhe a chance to breathe at all. The three of them rushed forward quickly, trying to kill Chen Liuhe in one go.

Chen Liuhe frowned deeply. Looking at the three people who had rushed to him, Chen Liuhe gritted his teeth and pressed his palms hard on the ground.

His body immediately jumped up, which allowed him to successfully avoid the three people's leg sweeps.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Liuhe, who was in mid-air, quickly punched someone.

"Death struggle." A cold snort sounded, and the old man holding the long sword swung his sword out and slashed at Chen Liuhe's arm.

Chen Liuhe's complexion changed, and he quickly retracted his offensive. He waved his left palm in the air, and a white light shone out, like a white streak, towards the old man holding the sword.

The old man's eyes were condensed, with a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. He screamed, turned his long sword offensive, and slashed horizontally towards the white light.

"Pfft!" The air trembled, the night twisted, and Bai Lian was chopped into pieces by the old man's sword.

"Bang!" During this process, Chen Liuhe crossed his arms to protect his chest and withstood one man's iron fist.

After the muffled sound, Chen Liuhe, who was unable to rely on his strength in mid-air, was knocked upside down again and fell to the ground in a panic.

With his legs disabled, he lost even the most basic mobility after leaving the wheelchair.

His situation was really bad and dangerous, and he looked really embarrassed.

"Death!" As soon as Chen Liuhe hit the ground, the old man holding the sword rushed up again, swung his sword down, and struck Chen Liuhe's head. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and the night trembled, and the air It is rippling like waves of water.

This sword was aimed at taking Chen Liuhe's life. If it was carried out, it would definitely cut Chen Liuhe's head in two.

Chen Liuhe raised his head and happened to see this scene, his eyes flashed violently, and a look of shock appeared between his eyebrows.

At the critical moment, Chen Liuhe actually raised his palm. On that palm, there was a white light steaming, which looked extremely dazzling.

His palm forcefully grabbed the sharp sword that had been chopped down!

This sword, which was bound to cut off Chen Liuhe's hand, failed to cut off Chen Liuhe's hand, but was held firmly in Chen Liuhe's hand.

The sharp sword blade directly cut Chen Liuhe's palm, and scarlet blood flowed down.

Maybe if it weren't for the transformation inner energy protecting his palm and helping him buffer most of the sword's power, his palm would have been cut off.

Chen Liuhe's face was stern, without any sign of pain, and his fierce gaze made the old man's scalp feel numb.

"Get out!" Chen Liuhe roared angrily and tugged hard on the palm holding the long sword. The old man lost his balance and staggered forward.

At the same time, Chen Liuhe clenched his left fist and punched it out fiercely.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the old man was punched in the chest by Chen Liuhe and flew backwards on the spot.

His entire chest collapsed, and blood gushed out from his mouth.

In an instant, one of the four people was seriously injured by Chen Liuhe.

This scene came so suddenly that people couldn't react.

Here, before Chen Liuhe had time to catch his breath, he felt a sharp pain in his waist and was hit by someone's leg.

The whole person rolled several times on the ground.

"Kill him!" Someone shouted angrily and followed Chen Liuhe like a shadow. Someone stepped down and tried to crush Chen Liuhe's head.

Chen Liuhe looked shocked, and rolled around again in a hurry to avoid this leg.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Liuhe slapped his palm on the ground, jumped up again, stretched out his right arm, and swept towards the head of the middle-aged man on the left.

The middle-aged man raised his hand to block, blocking Chen Liuhe's blow, but he was also shocked and fell back a few steps.

"Bang" Chen Liuhe was kicked on the back again, and he was kicked out while he was still in mid-air.

His body hit the ground hard, and Chen Liuhe grimaced in pain. This time he really felt what it meant to be unable to defeat four hands with two fists.

With his movements severely restricted, he was really embarrassed at the moment, full of anger and cruelty, but he just couldn't fully release it.

Although these four people together were very strong, if it were in the past, they would not be enough for him to fight.

But now, in this special state, Chen Liuhe is a little overwhelmed and unable to cope with it.

"Chen Liuhe, you are really capable, and you can actually hurt our people under such circumstances." The middle-aged man glared at Chen Liuhe and said.

Chen Liuhe turned over and sat on the ground. He stared blankly at the three people in front of him and said, "What's the point of hurting people? If you make me angry, I can help you to support me even if I die."

"Really?" The old man who was still standing said ferociously: "I don't think you have that ability anymore, do you?"

"Now it seems that this guy's legs are really disabled, and he is definitely not pretending."