Urban magic doctor

Seeing a sword stabbing him, Chen Yang had no time to open the door, kicked the car door, and jumped out with the door flying out.

brush.

The sharp sword glowed coldly under the dim street light, as if it had been stabbed into tofu, piercing the windshield without any hindrance, and then inserted into the back of the driver's seat.

Chen Yang stood still, looked up, and saw a young man wearing a black suit and holding a sword standing on the hood of the old Jetta.

The young man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, handsome in appearance, with an arrogant sneer on his lips. He sheathed his sword and glanced at Chen Yang, with a playful look in his eyes.

This person is none other than Zhao Han.

"You still have some ability."

Zhao Han looked at Chen Yang, playing with the taste.

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his long sword and stabbed into the car, targeting Liu Zheling who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Liu Zheling had fainted from the impact just now and was lying on the seat, motionless.

Zhao Han drew his sword very quickly and pierced the windshield.

"snort!"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, used the phantom step, and appeared next to Zhao Han in an instant, and kicked Zhao Han on the head with a whip kick.

At this time, Zhao Han's sword was less than ten centimeters away from Liu Pheasant.

But he didn't dare to stab Liu Zhiling any more, otherwise even if he hurt Liu Zhiling, Chen Yang's kick would blow his head off.

Zhao Han's eyelids twitched and he had to withdraw his sharp sword and slash at Chen Yang's supporting leg. At the same time, he lowered his head to avoid Chen Yang's whipping leg.

Whoosh.

Chen Yang used Phantom Step again, moved behind Zhao Han, and kicked him.

This time, Zhao Han was hard to guard against.

Boom.

Zhao Han flew forward and hit the front of the big truck. With a clang, the front of the truck was dented.

However, he was not injured, but the back of his clothes was rotten, and there was a trace of a footprint where Chen Yang kicked him.

Chen Yang looked through the holes in the footprints and saw that he was wearing a piece of silver soft armor with a metallic luster and exquisite workmanship. At first glance, it was not ordinary.

"You bastard, you turned out to be wearing a shell."

Chen Yang stood in front of the old Jetta and looked at Zhao Handao.

The brief confrontation just now made him conclude that the other party was a Yuan Baojing.

Being in Baoyuan Realm at such a young age also opened Chen Yang's eyes.

And this person has reached Baoyuan at such a young age, so he must be from the ancient martial arts world.

At present, the only people in the ancient martial arts world who have grudges against Chen Yang are the Zhao family.

So Chen Yang immediately deduced that this person was from the Zhao family.

Zhao Han patted the dust on his body, jumped on the roof of the big truck, looked down at Chen Yang, and said calmly: "As expected, your movement skills are very unique and your speed is very fast. However, you want to deal with me This genius is not enough."

Damn, he turns out to be a narcissist.

Chen Yang cursed and sneered: "Genius? Haha, do you know that I have a nickname called 'Genius Reaper'. Because I specialize in dealing with geniuses like you."

"Hahaha……"

Zhao Han laughed loudly and said with a look of disdain: "Chen Yang, you do have some abilities. You have reached Baoyuan when you are over 20 years old, and you have powerful body skills. All these are worthy of your pride. It's a pity that you and I was born in the same era, so you are destined to be crushed by me. Not just you, but our entire generation, I will be the most dazzling person."

Chen Yang felt that he was already showing off enough, but this Zhao Han was not showing off at all, but showing off his skills with great enthusiasm.

Zhao Han stood there, not in a hurry to attack, and continued: "Chen Yang, you died in my hands, actually you should feel lucky. Because in the future, I will become the strongest person on earth. Die in the strongest person In your hands, this is your glory."

"Neuropathy!"

Chen Yang cursed, he really couldn't stand Zhao Han's narcissism, and he was about to attack as soon as he moved.

"Wait a minute." Zhao Han shouted hurriedly: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

Chen Yang stopped and frowned, "What else do you want to say?"

Zhao Hanhan smiled and said: "Don't you want to know who I am? If you ask me, I will say that at the moment before you die, I will say my name and let you die in peace."

Chen Yang rolled his eyes at Zhao Han: "Nima, who doesn't know you are from the Zhao family?"

"Ah, how did you know!?"

Zhao Han exclaimed, touched his chin, with a narcissistic expression on his face, and said proudly: "It seems that my reputation is well-known, not only in the ancient martial arts world, but even the secular warriors now know my reputation. "

Seeing Zhao Han's coquettish look, Chen Yang wanted to go up and beat him to death even if there was no hatred between the two parties.

This time, Chen Yang said no more and used Phantom Step to attack Zhao Han.

"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die!"

When Zhao Han saw Chen Yang disappear from his eyes, he swung his sword and slashed behind him. The attack range covered all the areas that could not be seen by the eyes.

Although his move seemed a bit stupid, it was very practical and made it difficult for Chen Yang to approach from behind.

However, Chen Yang may not necessarily appear from behind.

In an instant, Chen Yang appeared in front of Zhao Han and hit Zhao Han in the face with a palm.

He knew that Zhao Han was wearing soft armor, and the only critical point now was his head.

Seeing Chen Yang's palm strike, a look of panic flashed across Zhao Han's face, which had always been full of confidence, and he hurriedly stepped back, trying to avoid it.

His movement speed is already considered top-notch in the early stage of Baoyuan.

But compared with Chen Yang, it was far behind.

While Chen Yang waved his palm, he rushed forward to catch up. Coupled with the super-fast impact, the power of this palm was extraordinary.

The palm wind was fierce, and a rumbling sound sounded, as if a helicopter was parked next to it.

Chen Yang's eyes lit up and he realized that his super speed could increase his attack power.

He understood that the truth was very simple, just like the faster the car, the more destructive it would be in the event of a collision.

As long as you use this principle and attack while moving at high speed, the lethality will increase exponentially.

Moreover, although his attack speed is not top-notch at the same level, it can be improved with movement speed.

While moving towards the opponent, he attacks at the same time. Relatively speaking, the attack speed is also accelerated.

In the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that cannot be broken. This statement really makes sense.

This discovery made Chen Yang very happy.

However, this is not the time to dwell on it.

When he swung out his palm, Zhao Han panicked and couldn't hide. He swung his left hand and hit Chen Yang, hoping to hurt both sides.

Boom.

Chen Yang's palm hit Zhao Han's face first.

The violent energy swept away, and Zhao Han's hair was blown to pieces.

There was a cracking sound of bones breaking, and Zhao Han's entire face was smashed. He quickly mobilized all the energy in his body to protect his face.