The autumn wind was bleak, the street was stern, the flames were ignited, and the figures were surrounded, and the figures were knocked out like shells, falling to the ground, and blood was leaked. Seven carriages were crookedly blocking the streets, and pedestrians fled in a fright, looking at this side between the winery and teahouses in the distance.

There were seven carriages, even if the carriage was quite large, each car was just a thirsty person. At this time, when these martial arts people with different costumes appeared, at first glance, it felt like there were fighting every day on the streets of Hangzhou. But only the name "Bao Daoyi" means that the situation in front of you is not ordinary fighting. There are people who understand the meaning of this name from far and near, more or less. When looking back at the situation, they can find that the person who intercepted the entire convoy this time was just a young man in his twenties.

When Ning Yi pushed the cart back, Chen Fan was already walking towards Bao Daoyi with the shaft. The person who rushed up was kicked back by him. The battle that happened on Pingchang Street that afternoon was not too fancy from the beginning.

Chen Fan is not a stupid person, but at least in terms of battle, he does not need too many fancy plans. Although Bao Daoyi came here in person this time, he may not necessarily need to do all the elites to deal with a group of children. But even so, those who can participate in this level of affairs under Bao Daoyi are not mediocre. At this time, the ones who appear here are already the heads of small and medium sects in the martial arts world, or the Green Fortune bandits who kill and rob, have real art under their command and have killed many people. In normal times, one person can fight against three or five soldiers alone. However, when the people in the two nearby cars surrounded each with swords, they could truly feel the amazing skills of the man named Chen Fan who was alone in front of him.

This time, the people who followed Bao Daoyi, perhaps not many people really knew that Chen Fan was a disciple of the Buddhist general. Even if they knew, everyone would not be too afraid of the young men in front of them. They were all famous figures in their thirties and forties, and they had struggles for so many years. In the past, because they were not valued by warriors, some even became street performers, but they had hard skills. They would not be afraid of fighting. In their opinion, the young man who was attacking the convoy with one person might be a little skillful, but if a person was either crazy or desperate, his blood was rushing to his head.

They just didn't expect that the young man in front of him was gifted since childhood. Later, he became a teacher of Fang Qifu. He practiced various martial arts, participated in the entire process of rebellion, and fought at the most intense part of each battle formation. Survived. In Fang La's army, the only one who could fight with him was Liu Xigua, a pervert who was also a genius.

After the breaking of Hangzhou City, he was lazy and relaxed. Even though he took over as a law enforcement officer for a period of time, he seemed to use fists to solve it everywhere, but in fact he was just an attitude of dealing with internal conflicts. However, in front of him, he had already made a battle posture and wanted to fight with his life!

The first person to surround the third car was the man who got out of the third car. Seeing that the long whip on the driver's hand was directly snatched into several sections, everyone was pulled over. They pulled out their weapons and rushed up immediately. It was no longer considered underestimating the enemy. However, the shaft of the car turned on Chen Fan's hand, and the man in the leader was still kicked out with a kick. This man was the head of a faction called the Shenquan Sect in the southern martial arts world. He was practicing horizontally, with a hard bridge and a hard horse, but he sprayed blood on his mouth with just one kick, and turned into a rolling gourd.

No one paid attention to the figure who was kicked away. The attacks around him had all attacked. The man on the left had a pair of eagle claws that buckled Chen Fan's shoulders, neck and pulse gate. This man was Tang Zhenchuan, known as the "Zhuchuan iron claw", and attacked at the same time as the attack, including a knife, sword, gun, right, and rear, as well as murderous intent, but the next moment, they were involved in a hurricane!

Tang Zhenchuan has been immersed in one hand with eagle claws for more than 30 years. At that moment, Chen Fan fought with him twice in a row. The first time was a elbow hit, and then his hand changed. He saw the young man's grasping hand and grabbed it. For a moment, he just caught Chen Fan's gestures like eagle claws and tiger claws, but they seemed to be grabbing it casually, with no rules. This was an outsider's idea flashed in his heart. The two hands were already twisted together, and then the sound of bone shattering sounded in his ears. As before, he had directly scratched the other party's bones, but his vision was spinning wildly.

The shaft of the chariot waved a huge semicircle, roaring like a tiger! Chen Fan grabbed Tang Zhenchuan and dragged him straight into the center of the crowd. A head-dog held an iron stick and collided with the shaft of the chariot. He was shocked and staggered backwards as if he was electrocuted, and countless wood chips exploded in the air. Tang Zhenchuan's body, which was suddenly pulled and turned and almost flew up, blocking the attack of the sword from the left. Chen Fan's body bent down in a rapid rush, as if it was pressed on Tang Zhenchuan's back, but to the eyes of the few people in front, the young man rushed towards him like a tiger!

Several people almost subconsciously retreated. Tang Zhenchuan's body fell to the ground and had not yet stood firm. In fact, it was impossible to stand firm. It was not enough to say that he had not fallen yet. Pain came from his arm. The grapple was against the grapple. His forearm was broken, and Chen Fan was still behind him. The shaft of the car turned two circles in his hand, forcing everyone around him and lifted them up high in the air.

Strike Huashan!

Wood chips and flesh and blood flew into the sky. Tang Zhenchuan almost turned his back to Chen Fan, and ate the swing firmly with the back of his head without any defense. His body and the people rushed from the side flew out one by one. At this moment, Chen Fan had dived out like a cheetah again. At this moment, there was a pair of lovers who used swords and swords in front of him, woven a sword net. They were snatched by Chen Fan's bravery and they still subconsciously retreated for a while.

Everyone rushed forward, but in just a short moment, the encirclement was torn apart. But on the side, there were still experienced warriors chasing him, and Chen Fan rolled on the ground, forcing the pair of men and women who used swords in front of him. The two of them looked in their twenties and thirties. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, but the swords in his hands were quite sharply. But from the beginning, Chen Fan seemed to be walking in the three ways. He pulled Tang Zhenchuan before and bowed to dive, but at this time he was still diving and rolling, and then directly hit the man down, which made the other party feel a little busy.

After all, the people in the Green Forest pay attention to face. They specialize in the lower plate of the ground lying fist, but it is difficult to become popular. Whether it is a competition or a vendetta, the attack on the legs and feet of the legs seems a bit vulgar, especially the couple in front of them, who never specializes in breaking this kind of attack. But Chen Fan survived from the battlefield, and when he was dispersed on the battlefield, there were enemies around him. The ground wading sword technique may be the best way to save his life. He is very skilled in martial arts and has almost returned to nature. At this time, the killer shows no mercy. The man and woman know that they are invincible at the first time. Seeing him attacking the man, the woman next to him makes a mistake and swings the knife to save him. The next moment, Chen Fan grabbed his calf and flew up.

The woman's body of hundreds of pounds was grabbed by Chen Fan and waved it around like a sack. The people who surrounded her were forced to open again. One of them did not rush to cut bloody flowers from the woman's shoulder. The man holding the sword roared and reached out to hug his wife's body. The woman's right foot was still grabbed by Chen Fan, and she was in full view of everyone. She felt extremely ashamed and kicked Chen Fan's head with her left foot.

At this time, Chen Fan was grabbing the woman with one hand and waved her circle. The woman's upper body was hugged by her husband. He grabbed the other person's left foot again, tear his hands and kicked him at the other person's lower body.

Chen Fan was too lazy to think about the rest at this time, but the woman's screams still spread throughout the streets. Someone shouted in front of him: "Dare you!" The husband hugged his wife and fell a few meters away. Chen Fan showed no mercy. For the woman, she should have been ruined by this kick in her life. Before he could see his wife, he grabbed the sword in his hand and rushed forward again: "I'll kill you!"

Chen Fan's feet did not stop at all, and he waved his hand to open the opponent's arm holding the sword, and directly slashed the opponent's shoulders and neck. Only the crackling sound kept sounding. Chen Fan stepped forward five steps, and the man kept retreating, and he didn't know how many fists and palms he had eaten on his head, face, and neck. Each stroke was bleeding.

"Only your woman is considered human!?"

With this angry shout, Chen Fan slammed the man's face with a slap, slapped him a few meters away, and the man was obviously dead. At this time, his body had passed over the woman on the ground behind. When the woman saw her husband die, the woman suddenly shouted sadly, grabbed the knife in her hand and jumped up and stabbed her. Chen Fan rolled on the ground and kicked the woman's stomach in the sky. When the woman's body fell, Chen Fan also stood up, clenched his fist and swung it from top to bottom, smashing the woman's head to the ground, and fell to an unbearable shape.

He stepped on the body, and the person who had just shouted "Zhu Zi'er dared" in front rushed over. He was a Taoist priest in his fifties, but was then stepped onto his chest by Chen Fan, and a violent head hammer blasted the blood dance in the sky on his head. The Taoist priest staggered backward and fell to the ground.

"I don't think you guys count."

The battle started for a short moment, and he did not stop. After passing the third carriage, he walked towards Bao Daoyi. The head hammer was covered with blood just now. He wiped it with his hands, but there was more blood on his hands. This wipe made his face even more ferocious.

Bao Daoyi had already got out of the car, his face was full of anger, and he slapped the carriage beside him with a loud palm. The body of the car was shaken and the horse sounded in a panic.

"Chen Fan! Do you think I really kill you?"

"Bao Daoyi! Do you think I really kill you!"

"Haha...haha..." Bao Daoyi laughed furiously. After a moment, he shouted out loud, his beard and hair were wide open, and the sound was like thunder on the long street, "Chen Fan! If a tiger doesn't show his power, you think I'm a sick cat! Even if the Buddha is here today, you will die!"

"Hehe." Chen Fan also smiled, but his face was covered in blood. His smile was really weird. "You tiger don't have cats, so I think you are critically ill... How about it-" The last sound also resounded throughout the long street.

The atmosphere solidified for a moment, and the next moment, Bao Daoyi's whisk turned, stopped, and rushed out with a bang!

Seeing Bao Daoyi suddenly take action, the warriors on the whole street rushed towards this side at the same time—

Chen Fan raised his head, and there was contempt in his eyes that looked down on everything.

The dark shadows are like an ant colony, covering the sun in this late autumn afternoon.
Chapter completed!