The off-road vehicle leads the way and the truck follows behind.
Leaving the city, we drove onto a long jungle road.
According to what Dajun said, enemy interceptions are usually on this road.
There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, the car was moving slowly, and the driver was a little worried. Everyone looked nervously at what was going on around them.
The world is in chaos now.
Looking out through the car window, it's white and beautiful.
The falling white snow is sparsely populated, and there are snowflakes on the branches, as if you have entered a white world.
Ye Fan sensed his surroundings and his eyes narrowed.
Someone was watching, but no action was taken.
The car continued to move forward, and the two warriors in the car were still chatting about the recent affairs between the major families.
Ye Fan learned something about the situation.
The killings between the worshipers were very serious, many families lost a large number of worshippers, and some of the top officials died unexpectedly, causing people to panic.
The police are also the busiest, investigating cases, but most of them end without success.
finally!
The SUV in front stopped.
The driver got out of the car to check and returned to the car with a panicked look on his face.
"The car was nailed and it's out of gas." The driver looked at the people in the car and said nervously.
The words just fell!
Seven or eight people walked out of the snow and stood in front of the car, holding long knives and making a taunting expression, which was quite comical.
A man came over and knocked on the car window.
Roll down the window.
"Give you a chance to live, everyone get out immediately, we want goods but not people."
Four people got out of the car and said:
"Brother, we had expected that you would intercept us here. It's such a cold day, so let's warm up!"
The man sneered, waved his hand, and shouted:
"Brothers, come out!"
More than twenty people came out of the jungle, each one looking like he was about to fight.
The four people in the car stepped back.
The people in the big truck came out.
Dajun was the first to walk up, drew out a long knife, stood in front, and said:
"This is no end for you, let's fight to the death today!"
The man said proudly:
"Okay, come on then! Brothers, come on!"
More than twenty people swarmed forward, armed with long knives, and rushed through the white snow. They roared with murderous intent and came to kill.
There were not many people in the army, only seven or eight people, but no one was afraid of death and rushed forward.
This is how a melee began.
Ye Fan was still sitting in the car. The two warriors had gotten out of the car but did not participate.
There are no warriors involved in this battle.
The army was quickly defeated, and many people were injured.
Sudden!
A figure whizzed past the army, and the man who was slashing at the army was pierced by a knife.
"Monitor..."
The army saw clearly who was coming.
It's Hong Qing!
Hong Qing held a long knife and jumped in, his whole body boiling with murderous intent. His eyes were like knives, the blade was sharp, the blade was extremely sharp and powerful.
He rushed into the crowd and slashed wildly, just like a real dragon.
No one can get close, his hands are already covered in blood, the aura erupting from his body is majestic and powerful, and his eyes are like daggers, which is terrifying.
There were corpses under their feet, and they were wielding knives in their hands, killing these people and making them retreat step by step.
"Who is this? So fierce!"
The seriously injured man standing beside the army was excited and shocked.
Dajun said with some pride:
"He's my squad leader. Hehe, he's very strong. He's retired from the special forces. It's not easy. Look at his sword skills. They can be opened and closed with great force. This is the sword technique we used to kill the enemy when we were in the army."
This man was so envious and said:
"Brother Dajun, I heard that you are also a retired soldier. Why don't you have this ability?"
Dajun said: "I am just an ordinary army soldier, and he is a special forces soldier. How can this be compared?"
On the roadside, on a big tree in the jungle.
Ye Chen, a secular master of the Ye family, stood on a branch, with a thin layer of snow already left on his body. He was paying attention to the battle here.
Seeing the sword skills of the man below, his eyes suddenly widened.
He couldn't be more familiar with it.
When he was in the army, this was the sword technique he practiced every day. He killed countless people with this sword technique, and he was proficient in more advanced sword techniques.
"Eighteen-style swordsmanship, special forces, it seems that there are really important secrets in the materials escorted this time."
His eyes were like daggers, his eyebrows were thick, and his majestic aura was spread out. He watched the secular people he brought over being killed without any emotion at all.
As a worldly master of the Chen family, he is used to seeing life and death. To him, this kind of scene has long rendered him unconscious and numb.
When the people on his side are the last to fall!
He jumped up and stood firmly in the snow.
Hong Qing obviously noticed him, stared at him, and walked out slowly.
The two of them stood in the snow, looking at each other, neither of them saying anything, just letting the snowflakes fall.
Ye Fan recognized this person as Ye Chen at a glance.
Get off the car, use crutches, and walk closer.
He didn't say anything, just stared at Ye Chen. From the way he walked just now, there must be something wrong with his legs.
The two soldiers looked at each other like this for three full minutes.
Ye Chen finally broke the silence and said:
"Southwestern Military Region, West Desert Special Forces, Wolf Warrior Squadron, Ye Chen!"
Hong Qing saw him taking the initiative to report to his house and said:
"East China Military Region, Southern Xinjiang Special Forces, Scorpion Squadron, Hong Qing!"
Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth and said:
"Are you Hong Qing? I've heard about your record in Scorpio. I didn't expect that we could meet off the field. I thought I would meet you in the special forces competition, but I was told that you were seriously injured and unable to participate. Today we will share the results.
Let’s win or lose.”
Hong Qing was very calm and said:
"I've also heard of you. People in the Wolf Squadron call you Wolf King. I know you are very strong, but I didn't expect you to retire and work as a thug for the Chen family. I was just thinking about meeting you."
The two are both legends in the military and have heard each other's names, but have never actually met.
This is considered the first meeting.
The atmosphere was tense and the white snow was still falling.
Each person has a long knife, standing in the falling snowflakes, no one is the first to move.
Just look at each other.
Everyone was a little confused.
"Do you still want to fight?"
Some people can't help it anymore, and it's not a problem to just stand like this.
"drink!"
Hong Qing made the first move, rushing over with a single step, stepping over the corpse at his feet, and slashed away with his sword. The force of the sword cut through the drifting snow.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he was very focused. He held the long knife in front of his eyes, let out a roar, and rushed over.
Clang!
The two collided and made a harsh sound.
Sparks fly!
The two quickly separated, one spiraling to the left and the other spiraling to the right.
Their sword skills are consistent and their steps are consistent.
Clang, clang, clang...
The swordsman slashed furiously, and the swordsmanship was exactly the same.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
After more than thirty rounds of fighting, the two were evenly matched, regardless of victory or defeat, and even used the same moves.
"These two people... are of the same level!"
The people standing around the army were a little excited.
They had heard countless legends about Ye Chen, and they knew how terrifying Ye Chen was, but they didn't expect that there was such a powerful person on their side.
This is something to be happy about.
"It seems you haven't regressed!" Hong Qing raised the corner of his mouth.
Kill again!
"the same as you!"
Ye Chen also went to kill him.
No one intervened. They watched the two men attack one after another. The sword skills they wielded were somewhat different, but it was still difficult to tell the winner.