Chapter 97 Kill all

I have to say that, including Du Liansheng, who had just been broken by Wang Chan's head, the five people in front of him were very smart. He casually picked out one of them was two points more powerful than Tang Niu, who was the Liang faction's gossip palm, and the leader Lin Changzhi's daggered short sword, and the ability to use weapons was not in Yue's disciple. Under the younger brother Song Jie. If a few people really want to besiege, Wang Chan's boxing and martial arts have reached the peak, but with boxing, it is not easy to kill these people one by one.

Gaiyin, the one-on-one challenge of martial arts is very different from the group fight. These people are experienced and skillful in martial arts. When they start to take action, they naturally have a tacit understanding of cooperation. Under the cooperation of several people, it is no longer just the addition of strength, but the ability of eight people that four people can play.

What's more, this is a battlefield. No one can say that they will fight in a good way at the next moment, but some people secretly prevent cold guns and make black hands.

Although Wang Chan ran hard before and deliberately came to open the distance between him and the mercenary troops of the Lin family, with the lesson that the helicopter just now suddenly bombarded the powerful machine gun, Wang Chan was unwilling to put his life and death on the fluke.

He has heard a lot about modern firearms from Thunder. He knows that there are many heavy firearms in the world, which are amazingly powerful. God knows whether these Lin people will jump over the wall in a hurry to get revenge and hit a few "single soldier rockets" while they are unprepared.

It is said that even seven or eight hundred millimeters of pure steel armored vehicles can be blown through, with a killing radius of 20 meters. To deal with people like yourself, you only need to release five or six pieces in one breath to form a covering surface. Even if your boxing martial arts have a little meaning of "the golden wind has not moved the cicada's foresight", you can know the danger before. Fast, it is impossible to guarantee that you can escape intact in that moment.

At that time, if you don't die, you will break your arms and legs, and you will be crippled.

"You are looking for your own death. No wonder I, Wang Chan, are cruel!"

At the same time, in the face of the attack of the three major martial arts masters in the capital, Wang Chan's eyebrows narrowed into a thin crack, took a deep breath, and jumped out a cold word like ice from the cracks in his teeth.

Before he finished speaking, he exhaled, but he stepped back three steps in a row, flashing the three people's fan-like frontal attack.

"You are young, but you are so fierce. We have no grudge against you. Why do we kill you face to face? You must know that if you kill someone, someone will come to kill you. Wang Chan, you can't run away today. If you don't give up, you can catch it, and when will you wait!" It was Song Shicheng, a famous man in the capital. He and Du Liansheng were friends with each other. As soon as he saw his friend die in front of him, his image was miserable, and he was not very resentful in his heart.

It's just that this man has long been used to teaching apprentices in the martial arts school in peacetime. He is so arrogant that he has to put on airs about everything. Now he fights with Wang Chan for life and death, and he can't get rid of the surname in the capital. Before taking action, he has to say a scene to strengthen his momentum.

However, this Song Shidao is funny, but the one-handed Jingpai Xingyi boxing is deep. Between words, people rushed forward, and his toes actually took a big step, as if sliding in the air, passing over the tip of the grass, and immediately went out three or five feet away, leaving all the Liu brothers who had just taken action at the same time with him far behind. The son came to Wang Chan.

But it is the "swallow shape" in the twelve-shaped fists. Don't see that this man is short and fat like a big winter melon. His body is fat, but under a glance, his body and footwork is as flexible as a bird. It's fast. When he goes out one step, he takes a foot away, and his toes point three points, as if cutting water spring swallows. He also has a famous trick, which is called Swallow Three Waters.

It is said that the thieves in the capital in the Republic of China, "Swallow Li San" was the most proficient in this skill.

"If you come to kill me, I will kill you. Where did you come from? Let's all die...!"

With a bang, he chopped the ground under his feet, and the ground with a radius of four or five meters trembled violently! As soon as Wang Chan's words came out, he no longer retreated. He stepped on the ground with one foot as if it were thundering. He bowed and arrows under his feet and crashed, as if his fingers were trembling with thick tendons. The adult's shadow did not dodge. Unexpectedly, he rushed up against Song Shidao, and he punched up with a "sitting on the ground and the sky cannon".

There was a sudden explosion in the air, just like a gunfire. The sudden air was beaten violently by him, and the boxing wind condensed like a cannonball.

Song Shidao knew that Wang Chan was young and strong, with strong muscles and bones, and deep physical strength. The boxing method was really fierce. In addition, he had witnessed Du Liansheng's tragic death before, so he did not dare to block it hard, but his feet fluctuated, driving his body, and his feet on the ground immediately changed his momentum, from the incomparable swallow shape to a fierce transition. It's on the shape of a heavy and powerful bear. The whole person is like a fat old bear in the mountain with rolling meat and a thousand pounds.

Turn around and turn round, like an old bear turning a tree. With an unbearable swing between his fat body, he flashed Wang Chan's punch, and then stretched out his arms and clumsily hugged forward.

He actually took this opportunity to hug Wang Chan.

This is the "old bear tree" in Xingyiquan. With the power of this hug, he condensed all the real strength and released it out of the body. If he really wants to hold it, even a big tree can be pulled out by him and broken.

Even if Wang Chan's body has steel bars and iron bones and horizontal kung fu, he can't be crushed, but there is no doubt that as long as Wang Chan is held by him, he will definitely be restricted from moving. With this period as a buffer, the Liu brothers behind him can rush up and take the lead.

Song Shidao also saw that Wang Chan's martial arts were powerful, and his kung fu was still above his feet. If he really wanted to turn around and run into the dense forest to escape, at least 80% of the possibility of escaping from the chase, so he was so he was desperate. He tried his best to cut all over his body and pulled the "emperor" off the horse.

But who is Wang Chan? How can he fall into a dead end? He gives him a chance to hug and wrestle. When he heard that the evil wind behind him was not good, he immediately bowed his back, and his hair trembled all over. He stood up and was like a big cat who was trampled on its tail. He roared deep in his throat and jumped forward and took twelve or three steps.

At the end, the man did not fall to the ground. He only galled on a big tree in front of him and collapsed. After walking seven or eight steps straight up and down, his feet bent and jumped back with his strength. He twisted his body in mid-air. In an instant, he reached the top of Song Shidao's head. His body moved, and his muscles and bones were ringing, and he was brave.

"Death!" Wang Chan roared out a word, just like the same Thunderbolt out of thin air, shaking the whole forest. The leaves fell, and everyone was shocked. At the same time, he rolled like a dragon in the clouds. Under the gust of wind, the iron palms were in the air, and instantly patted on the forehead of Song Shidao, who retreated repeatedly. The famous man in the capital only felt a black in front of his eyes and a pain in his head. Before he could realize what was going on, he only heard a click, and his whole head was smashed, and the rest of the part was directly smashed into his neck and into his chest. It's also dead.

Wang Chan's move has a famous place, which is the cloud dragon's claws. It means that the dragon who sees the end but not the end. One claws poked out of the cloud and took the person's surname and life. The shot was fast and urgent. At the moment of the upper wind, the figure fell in the air and hit the door of the human pillar with a claw. No one could live.

"And you two..." He made up his mind to solve the battle as soon as possible. As soon as Wang Chan landed, he drank coldly. A white light spewed out of his mouth. Liu Changhe, Liu Changjiang brothers sprayed head-on.

After an instant, the white light was dim, and it was two inches smaller, only about three inches short, and fell back into the abdomen. Looking at the Liu brothers on the opposite side, they lost their faces and stood in place, as if they were struck by thunder. In a blink of an eye, a thin blood line appeared on the neck, and a large stream of blood swarmed out, and the two heads were directly from I fell off my shoulder.

It's a pity that these two Shaolin masters came with shame, but they didn't even make a move at the end. Since then, the six martial arts masters in the capital hired by Lin Yuan have all died under Wang Chan's hands, one left and one left.

The whole army was destroyed!!!

"What kind of kung fu are you doing? ...Or the demon law...?" The first move was forced back by Wang Chan. Lin Changzhi knew that he was by no means the opponent of the bald Wang Chan in front of him. He deliberately slowed down between the fights and asked Song Shidao and the Liu brothers to go up and test them first.

Unexpectedly, Song Shidao was photographed by Wang Chan with a "thousands of pear blossoms" brain burst, and his death was as miserable as his old friend Du Liansheng. The rest of the Liu brothers were even more strange. Unexpectedly, they saw a white light spewing out of Wang Zen's mouth, which was no more than half a foot long, trembling, white, like a living creature, like a spirit. The snake flew in the air, and only one hovered and missed the necks of the Liu brothers. The two masters in Shaolin's boxing lost their heads together, and their bodies fell to the ground.

And the white light followed the way and was swallowed by Wang Chan. This simply subverted all the materialistic concepts in his heart all the time. The educational perception of 30 or 40 years was overthrown in an instant. He originally also saw some fairy and strange novel legends that there were some so-called sword immortals in ancient times. They could spit out the white light of the sword pills and take people's surnames thousands of miles away, but those were all novelists' words, which was not credible at all.

But now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but believe it.

It's just that his belief has always been firm, and he has also deceived himself and regarded Wang Chan's ability to kill people with too white essence as a kind of demon law.

However, whether it is the sword fairy flying sword or the evil method, it is always a legendary thing. It will not be something that mortals can resist at all. Lin Changzhi was shocked, and he blurted out only one sentence in his mouth. The next moment, he also knew that the Lin family's dense forest sniper operation was a complete failure.

More than 100 mercenary soldiers under his command are still hundreds of meters away. With Wang Chan's spitting white light just now, the speed of killing people can't quench his thirst. Otherwise, all his men will come and more than a hundred people will open fire together, but they are not afraid. However, now that the general trend has gone, he can only ask for more blessings. At the moment, before the words are finished, his hands show a dagger and a dagger sword, across his chest, facing Wang Chan, and retreating under his feet.

"Others are dead, where else do you want to go!" Wang Chan turned over and rose, like an eagle falcon passing through the forest, waving his hands, refining the tiger's claws horizontally, dividing the tendons and bones, and grasping Lin Changzhi's two wrists with knives.

This time, he used a small capture hand in the tiger's claw kung fu, opening and closing five fingers, turning to find people's joints and tendons. Huhu grabbed his claws and was like thunder. In the end, Lin Changzhi was agile. He quickly retreated and avoided him.

But he had already been stunned by Wang Chan's white spirit at this time, and he no longer wanted to fight. He just wanted to escape his life. He ran home quickly and restore his life to the old man. Wang Chan was not an ordinary human being. Either he didn't want to provoke him, or he had to do everything and kill him.

Otherwise, if the snake does not die, he will suffer from it. He said that there must be retribution.

People who practice martial arts lose their courage, and their kung fu will immediately lose 50%, and their strength can't be reduced.

"The evil tiger pounces", "the tiger cracks the cow" and "the tiger comes down the mountain" three moves in a row. The tiger's claw capture was used by Wang Chan, forcing Lin Changzhi to wave only two daggers like flying, guarding the middle palace tightly, and retreating under his feet. However, Wang Chan refined the tiger's claws, but he was not afraid that his blade was sharp. The three moves were too fierce and fast, as fast as thunder and as the wind.

"Ding Ding!" Two sounds were the sound of his fingers bouncing on the blade. Lin Changzhi finally couldn't avoid it. Wang Chan gently stretched out his arms one by one, one after the other, smashing the knife light and grabbing his two wrists.

"Oops! It's not good!" Lin Changzhi roared and waved his head. He was about to use a mallet and hit Wang Chan's nose bone head-on. How did he know that at this time, Wang Chan's fingers were on his hands and wrists, and the tiger's claws were wrong. At that time, he first split the muscles and bones and bounced the tendons and tendons.

As soon as he grasped it, ten blade-like nails popped up on his finger, breaking the flesh and blood, and gently picking it up. Lin Yuanzhi's hands and tendons immediately broke in two halves.

Then he clenched with five fingers, his wrist bone broke, and the dagger in his hand immediately fell to the ground.

As soon as Wang Chan waved his hand, he shook his ape's arm, put his hand behind his head, grabbed Lin Changzhi's back dragon, held it in his hand, shook it gently, and heard a chirping sound in his ears. A crackling sound of muscles and bones came. After a moment, when he loosened his hand, Lin Changzhi's whole body fell to the ground, unexpectedly It is paralyzed like mud. In addition to the fact that the facial features and seven orifices can still move, there is no place to move all over the body.

But Wang Chan didn't want to kill Lin Changzhi, in order to find a time to ask the Lin family how to deal with themselves from this population. Otherwise, according to today's situation, even the army can be mobilized into the mountain to suppress, and they will never be afraid that there will be peace.

Wang Chan didn't know what was the difference between the army and the mercenary. Seeing that Lin Changzhi led the crowd to chase, the mercenaries were fully armed, well equipped and equipped, and had helicopters, he thought that this was the Lin family, relying on their power to mobilize the Beijing grisons to encircle and suppress themselves. Now I finally catch the killing of several people who took the lead. Naturally, I have to ask a detailed question so that I can live in peace.

First, he kicked Lin Changzhi all the way and fell into a ditch in the forest. Wang Chan suddenly raised his breath and looked back at the distance. At this time, he had gradually surrounded more than 100 mercenaries. Then he did not leave. Instead, he bent down and picked up the two daggers that Lin Changzhi fell to the ground, and held them in his hand. Use it as a dagger.

With a long breath, the breath remained unchanged. Wang Chan smiled, stepped on his feet again and again, and his body fell down again. Unexpectedly, he hid into the darkness again. Therefore, he repeated his technique, chasing the wind and the moon, and detoured to the remaining mercenaries on one side.

Wang Chan killed Lin Yuanfang and had already had a life-and-death feud with the Lin family. Now he has killed Lin Changzhi and others, which deepened the hatred. These mercenaries are all elite soldiers secretly trained by the Lin family. More than 100 people have been put outside. With their excellent weapons, they can almost master. Kill a small-scale war.

If these people are allowed to leave, Wang Chan can even guarantee that these people will definitely participate in the next pursuit of him. So no matter what their identities are, Wang Chan instinctively wants to keep all these people.

You can kill as much as you can.

Bang! With a sound, a sniper dozens of meters away first found Wang Chan's shadow in the infrared night vision device. As soon as he raised his gun and aimed at him, Wang Chan noticed that it was not good first. A tiger pounced and flashed in front of him in the blink of an eye. The dagger in his left hand picked up the barrel, and the bullet suddenly shot into the air. At this time, his right hand gently wiped his throat. Cut the trachea and die on the spot.

The sniper's throat was suddenly cut in half, and the fresh blood vessels gushed out, and the whole space was suddenly filled with a thick smell of blood.

Wang Chan unfolded his hands, and the dagger went back and forth, and the sound was endless. On the battlefield, the tip of his nose smelled blood and killed. He only felt that the blood was boiling all over his body, and he was involved in the middle of a group of mercenaries like a whirlwind. The dagger penetrated his neck. As soon as he killed the two people next to him, he elbowed back and hit the chest of a mercenary behind him. The man was wearing the most advanced bulletproof vest, but his sternum was also smashed by his elbow. Three or four ribs were inserted into the heart, and the strong blood pressure suddenly spewed out of the seven orifices.

At this moment, Wang Chan incarnated as the god of death wandering in the middle of the battlefield. His two-handed dagger turned to find the neck of the face. With one knife, it was a human life, two thighs, kicking like a whip, his elbows were like a hammer, and the middle man died.

Neglects come and go, like a demon wind in the night. In just three or four seconds, there are as many as five or six people who died in his hands, killing two in almost a second. Wang Chan's heart is like an iron stone, fierce and deadly, as if it were a killing machine without any emotion.

Knock down a mercenary with one knife, and the body immediately rolls on the ground, with four or five bullets! Shoot into the ground and startle the dust. A large group of mercenaries gathered together, as if they were the most obvious target. Every time Wang Chan attacked, he could successfully collect a few lives.

For a moment, the sky was dark, and the blood filled my chest.

(to be continued)