Zhui Xu

> The autumn wind is bleak, the long street is chilling, the flame is burning, the shadows are going up, and the figure is shot like a cannonball, falling on the ground and flowing out of blood. The seven carriages twisted and blocked the street before and after, and the pedestrians fled in disappointment and looked over the wine cellar in the distance.

Seven carriages, even if the carriages are quite large, each car is nothing but a personal one. At this time, when these martial arts people with different costumes appear, at first glance, it feels like it is now on the streets of Hangzhou every day. There is a fight that has happened. But only the name of "Bao Dao B" means that the current situation is not a general battle. It is far and near, and more or less people who understand the meaning of this name can only find this time when they look back. Intercepted the entire team, it is only a 1982 chapter to laugh, the man is a young man who is twenty years old.

When Ning Yi pushed the car back, Chen Fan had already walked over to Bao Dao with a rut, and the person who rushed up was kicked back by him. This afternoon, the battle in Pyeongchang Street, from the beginning, there is not much fancy.

Chen Fan is not a stupid person, but at least in combat, for him, he does not need too many fancy tricks. Although Bao Dao Biao came here personally, dealing with a bunch of children may not require elites. But even then, it’s not a mediocrity to be able to participate in this level of affairs. At this time, it’s already the head of the martial arts middle and small sects, or the murderous green forests. Under the hands of the arts, killing many people, put it in a normal way, one person can single out three or five sergeants. However, when the people in the two nearby cars were surrounded by swords, they could really feel it. The man named Chen Fan, who was killed by this single person, has an amazing skill.

This time, following the people who came over with Bao Dao, perhaps not many people really know that Chen Fan is the identity of a Buddhist disciple, and even if he knows, there will be too many taboos for the young men in front of him. The second chapter of the 82nd chapter is a laugh. The men are all famous people who are thirty or forty years old. They have been slashing and smashing for so many years. In the past, perhaps they were not attached to the military, and some even became street performers. . But there is hard work under the hand, and in this fight, no matter what, no fear. In their view, this young man who is directly impacting the team with one person may be somewhat skilled, but one person, if not crazy, is desperate, and his blood rushed to his head.

They just didn't expect it. In front of this young man, he was born with a small talent. Later, he worshipped the Seven Buddhas as a teacher, practiced various martial arts, participated in the whole process of rebellion, and strangled in the fiercest place above each battlefield and survived. In Fang Lajun's department, it is only the genius metamorphosis of Liu watermelon that he can usually do with him.

After the break of Hangzhou City, he was lazy and relaxed. Later, even if the law enforcement officer took over for a period of time, it seems that the fist is solved everywhere, and it is quite unreasonable. In fact, it is only an attitude of dealing with internal contradictions. However, in front of him, he has already made a gesture of fighting and killing. Fighting!

The first thing I went up was the person who came down from the third car. I saw that the long whip on the driver’s hand was directly captured as a few paragraphs. People were directly pulled over. They pulled out their weapons and rushed straight up. It is a light enemy. But the rut was in the hands of Chen Fan. The head of the man is still being kicked out of the center. This person is a faction of the faction of the southern martial arts called the **** fist door, a cross-training, hard-bridge hard horse, but just a foot to spurt blood, became a gourd.

No one cares about the shadow of the flying, and the surrounding attacks have already come together. The person on the left has a pair of eagle claws that directly buckles Chen Fan’s shoulder and veins. This person is Tang Zhenchuan, who is known as “Zhengchuan Iron Claw”, and attacked this attack at the same time. There are also knives, swords, and guns. The right and the rear are equally murderous, but the next moment, they are involved in a hurricane!

This Tang Zhenchuan has been immersed in one hand of the eagle claw for more than 30 years. At that moment, Chen Fan and his two consecutive hands, the first time was a straight elbow collision, then changed his hand, he saw the young man’s capture The hand has already caught it. For a moment, he just saw Chen Fan’s gesture like an eagle claw and a tiger claw, but it was like casually grabbing it. There is no rule, and the heart flashed through the idea of ​​a layman, two hands. They have been twisted together, and then the sound of the broken bones is on the ear. As in the past, he has directly scratched the other's bones, but the field of vision is spinning wildly.

The rut waved a huge semi-circle and roared like a tiger! Chen Fan grabbed Tang Zhenchuan and dragged him straight into the center of the crowd. A head of the tortoise hit the iron rod and the car smashed. The whole person was trampled back and the wood exploded. Tang Zhenchuan was suddenly turned and turned and swung the body that almost flew up. He blocked the sword attack from the left. Chen Fan’s body fell down in the rush, like sticking on Tang Zhenchuan’s back, but in front of him. People think that this young man is like a tiger swooping!

A few people almost subconsciously retreat, Tang Zhenchuan's body has landed, and has not yet stood firm - in fact, it is impossible to stand firm, it has not fallen down - the pain has been uploaded from the arm, and he took the right arm, his arm was broken. And Chen Fan was still behind him, and the car whispered twice in his hand, forced to open the crowd around him, and lifted up in the air.

Powerful Huashan!

Sawdust and flesh and blood blasted in the sky. Tang Zhenchuan was almost in the opposite direction of Chen Fan. He used the back of his head to unscrupulously and steadily ate this slam, his body together with the side rushing. Flying out, at this moment, Chen Fan has once again swooped out like a cheetah. At this time, there was a pair of swordsmen who made swords in front of them. They brushed a piece of knives and swords. They were robbed of the heart by Chen Fan, who was still subconsciously retreating.

Everyone is rushing, but only for a short while, the encirclement is torn apart. But the side and the rear are still some experienced warriors, and they chased them. Chen Fan’s body tumbling on the ground, and forced to face the men and women who made the sword. These two people are also in their 20s and 30s. The men are handsome and the women are gorgeous. The swords on the hands are quite fierce. However, from the very beginning, Chen Fan seems to be the number of the next three roads. He used to pull Tang Zhenchuan and was swooping. At this time, he was still swooping and rolling. Then he directly slammed the man’s lower plate, which made the other party feel a little busy. .

After all, the Greenwood everyone pays attention to the face. The lay-up punch that specializes in the next set is not without, but it is very difficult to popularize. Both sides are both vulgar and vulture, and the attacking people’s legs and feet are a bit cumbersome, especially in front of the couple. Research the breaking of such attacks. However, Chen Fan survived from the battlefield. When he was dispersed on the battlefield, he was surrounded by enemy forces. The slashing knife method may be the most life-saving. He is a martial artist with a strong martial arts. He has returned to the truth. With no mercy, the men and women knew that they could not be the first time. Seeing that he attacked the man, the woman next to him was wrong, and he slashed his knife to save. The next moment, the calf was caught by Chen Fan and the body flew. stand up.

The woman’s body was swayed by Chen Fan as a sack and waved around. The people who were surrounded by it were forced to open again. One person’s blade was not in a hurry, and the woman’s shoulder was chopped with bleeding flowers. . The man with the sword screamed and reached out to hold his wife's body. The woman's right foot was still caught by Chen Fan, and it was under the eyes of the public. The heart was so upset and the left foot forced to go to Chen Fan’s head. .

At this time, Chen Fanzheng grabbed the woman with one hand and waved a circle. The woman was hugged by her husband in the upper body. He grabbed the other's left foot and shoved his hands. He kicked the other side of the lower body.

For the rest, Chen Fan was too lazy to think about it at this time, but the woman’s screams still spread throughout the long street, and some people in the side of the street shouted: “The erection is dare!” The husband fell a few meters away with his wife, Chen Fanhao No mercy, for a woman, this life should have been ruined on this foot, he can not see his wife, grabbed the sword in his hand and rushed up again: "I killed you!"

Chen Fan’s feet barely stayed at all, waving his hand to the other’s arm, and slashing the other’s shoulder and neck directly, only listening to the sound of the cymbal, and Chen Fan entered five steps. I don’t know how many fists I ate on my face or neck, and I bleed every time.

"Only your woman counts!?"

With this anger, Chen Fanyi’s shackles on the man’s face, and he slaps a few meters away, and the person is obviously dead. At this time his body had crossed the woman on the back of the ground. The woman saw her husband dying, and suddenly she sighed with sorrow. The knife on her hand screamed and spurred. Chen Fan rolled on the ground and kicked on the woman's stomach. When the woman's body fell, Chen Fan also stood up and stepped on the fist from the top to the next, slamming the woman's head into the body. On the ground, it fell into a non-adult shape.

He stepped over from the body, and the person who shouted "Dangzier dare" in front of him also rushed over. He was a 50-year-old Taoist, but then Chen Fan crossed his chest and a fierce head was on his head. The **** dance of the sky, the priest also slammed back toward the back and fell underground.

"I don't think you are counting."

In the short period of time, he did not stop at his feet. He passed the third carriage and headed for the direction of Baodao B. When he was on his head, he was covered with blood. This was wiped with his hands, but his hands were more bloody, so that his face was even more smashed.

Over there, Baodao B had already got off the bus, and his face was full of anger. The palm of his hand was shot on the carriage next to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The body was shaken and the horse was in a mess.

"Chen Fan! You can't kill me when you really!"

"Bao Dao! You can't kill me when you really kill!"

"Oh...haha..." Bao Dao angered and laughed. For a moment, he violently sipped out and had to send it all. The voice rang like a thunder on the long street. "Chen Fan! The tiger doesn't prevail when I am sick. Cat! Even if the Buddha is here, you are dead!"

"Hey." Chen Fan also laughed, but his face was full of blood. The smile was a bit strange. "You don't have a cat, I am when you are in danger... How?" The last sound, the same sound Cheong Street.

The atmosphere solidified for a moment, the next moment, Baodao B smashed a turn, stopped, rushed out!

Seeing Baodao B suddenly shot, the entire long street warrior, at the same time, rushed towards this side -

Chen Fanang started, and his eyes were full of contempt.

Dark shadows, such as ant colonies, obscured the day in this late autumn afternoon.