Romance of Gods

Chapter 20: Fighting continuously

Chen Yan just picked up a steel rod from the ground, his eyes still stuck on the chaotic footsteps.

Five or six United Hall disciples rushed out of the crowd, shouting curses such as "Xianjia shovel" and "anti-bone boy", and hacked at him.

There were several muffled bangs, and the iron rod left an afterimage, rising and falling continuously. The barbs on the rod hooked up the nylon cloth, and the dust mist erupted.

Chen Yan straightened up, and several people were wailing on the ground holding their broken knees.

In group fights, this thing is still useful.

He looked around and suddenly saw a pair of calm eyes looking at him.

The man, about 30 years old, wore a roll of hair, and the straight knife in his hand was embedded in his opponent's shoulder.

The mourner, Tang Duo, is the great disciple of Satan.

In recent years, the Kowloon Walled City has been relatively peaceful. The Union Hall relies on Sun Houming and his group of red sticks to maintain order in the territory.

But Satan's four disciples lived in seclusion for more than ten years, only practicing martial arts in seclusion.

I think Satan sent these four people out this time just to cut through the mess quickly and show off his fangs to the communities in the walled city.

After a long period of peace, the United Church has really become a sick cat.

These four people are indeed brave enough to fight ten. Under their charge, the people of several major societies have been torn from a whole piece of quilt into a ball of rags.

"Hey, Brother Honggui, Chen Yan!"

The young man with red hair and wearing a riveted jacket looked at Chen Yan when he heard the sound, and turned the two Emei thorns with his hands.

He smiled disdainfully, and the thick smoky makeup on his face fell into folds, like a ghost.

The four disciples of Red Ghost, Xiao Zhan and Satan.

Looking at Tang Duo who was about to make a move, the red ghost laughed and said, "It's not interesting, a bunch of chickens and dogs. I heard that he is very good at fighting. Leave it to me!"

Chen Yan casually waved the steel rod in his hand, and one after another bloody figures fell at his feet.

Soon, a strange scene appeared.

Although everyone in the United Hall stared at him fiercely, for a while no one dared to get close to him.

Suddenly, Chen Yan's eyes sharpened, and he felt a fierce killing intent approaching his back quickly, cold and fast!
when!
He waved his right hand back, and just as he put the steel rod on his shoulder, the slender sword suddenly fell.

The two met boldly, the sword blade was sharp, tearing away the rust, and the blade sank into the steel.

When the red ghost saw this, he looked disappointed and tasteless: "Did you let him take the lead?"

At the same time, a tall and muscular figure enveloped Chen Yan's body, with a big mouth open.

The man held the hilt of the sword with one hand, pressed down hard, veins popped out on his forehead, and shouted: "Betray the mountain gate! You deserve to be killed!"

The spittle flies, the one who comes, the powerful ghost, kills in vain, the three disciples of Satan!

Such great strength, Chen Yan's shoulders sank, and he sighed in his heart. This strong man was so brave, but he used a light sword, which was a bit like Zhang Fei's embroidery.

Bai Sha twisted his wrist and was about to slash his sword across Chen Yan's neck. Chen Yan immediately seized the opportunity. He raised the steel rod, raised the long sword, and fell back quickly.

Thorny!
The iron stone rubbed rapidly, making a tooth-piercing scream. Orange-red sparks flew and spread out in a dazzling fan-shaped ripple.

Seeing this, Bai Sha stepped back and raised his sword at the same time. His tiger eyes were slightly focused. He was about to distance himself from Chen Yan, but when he heard a bang, Chen Yan's back was already leaning heavily on him.

Tang Duo, who had calm eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this scene. The red ghost not far away also made a "tsk" sound with a bad expression.

Chen Yan was like a piece of dog-skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off, clinging to Bai Sha's body. Bai Sha fell back and he fell back too, stepping heavily on his feet with every step he took.

At such a close distance, the long sword wire was useless and became a burden. Every time he tried to chop it down, it was easily deflected by the steel rod in Chen Yan's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them backed away for more than ten meters, knocking over people along the way. Among them were the disciples from the United Hall who wanted to attack Chen Yan, but they were all roared away by Bai Sha.

Suddenly, several disciples from other clubs saw the opportunity, looked at each other, and raised their swords to slash Bai Sha's back.

A pair of old eyes in the crowd suddenly shone brightly, and the black gun shaft swung as softly as a rope. It shook away the people who were besieging him with a bang, and the tip of the gun bloomed with blood.

Pu Pu quickly stabbed, immediately piercing the wrists of those people, and they screamed and threw away the weapons in their hands.

The one holding the gun looks like an old ape with gray beard and hair, a tuberculosis ghost, Wang Luan, and the two disciples of Satan!

"Judo, wrestling...ancient grappling and locking techniques...it's just a red stick, why does every move have the style of a master who has mastered it? Would such a person take 500 million in his eyes..."

Tang Duo's heart was pounding when he saw this, but the red ghost suddenly shouted: "Be careful, Fei San!"

Chen Yan chuckled, holding the fish intestines in his left hand backwards, like a poisonous snake's fangs, quickly stabbing Bai Sha's abdomen.

With a bang, the long sword in the white killer fell to the ground.

When Wang Luan saw that something was not good, he raised his spear at an angle, and the blade of the spear hit the dagger.

At the same time as the sparks spattered, a line of blood shot out from Bai Sha's abdomen.

"excuse me."

The shame in Wang Luan's eyes disappeared in an instant, and his arms full of strength suddenly exploded. Just as he was about to continue raising the gun barrel, the steel rod in Chen Yan's hand had already been knocked down.The barrel of the gun trembled, Wang Luan's mouth was numb, and Chen Yan had already pulled out the dagger that had pierced Bai Sha's abdomen.

One hand quickly waved the steel rod to suppress the spear in his hand. At the same time, the figure looked like a ghost, and the other hand pointed a dagger straight at his chest.

Behind him, Bai Sha sat down on the ground clutching his bleeding belly. A group of United Hall disciples immediately surrounded him and protected him in the center.

"It's just bad guys fighting in groups. Is there any reason to offend them?"

Chen Yan looked relaxed, but Wang Luan looked tense. He had already seen the lesson he had just learned in vain.

When he wields this long spear, the farther away he goes, the more dangerous he becomes. If he is bullied by his opponent, he will not be far away from defeat.

Thinking about it, with a bang, the big gun hit the ground. After getting a temporary breather, Wang Luan did not dare to slack off at all.

He held the barrel of the gun, drew a large circle at the bottom, and then fired three shots in succession.

The first two shots were shot away by Chen Yan, and the third shot was aimed at Chen Yan's throat. Before the sharp edge could reach him, his body was already retreating.

feint!

Chen Yan raised his body and was about to pursue him, when Wang Ran's forehead bulged with veins, he pushed his legs forward, and the shot turned out to be real, and he drove towards Chen Yan relentlessly.

I said, it was me who was feinting.

"what!"

Chen Yan only left him with a bright smile, and his body that was originally leaning forward suddenly moved back.

Wang Luan's body was like a train derailed, he lost his center of gravity for an instant, and he stared straight ahead. The steel rod in Chen Yan's hand spun rapidly, wheezing, shattering the airflow, and hitting his face.

For a moment, he was distracted and wanted to raise his gun to block it, but found that the gun's body was motionless and the black tassel was firmly grasped in Chen Yan's hand.

Wang Luan was so frightened that he turned his head to avoid it, but he was a step too late. The steel rod flew past his temple, smashing one of his ears into pieces of bloody flesh.

In addition to the severe pain, his mind was racing. The hand that wanted to let go of the gun was holding it tighter now, and the two parties began to wrestle.

"Let's go, Wang Luan is no match for him. Come together and fight quickly."

Curls flew up, Tang Duo turned the straight knife in his hand and ran towards Chen Yan.

"Damn it, it's my first time to go out and do this, it's so shameless..."

Although the red ghost was slandering in his heart, he had no contempt at all at this moment.

He could see clearly that if they didn't join forces, they would definitely be no match for Chen Yan.

If this leads to the defeat of the Union Hall, it will be really shameful. He no longer thinks about it, holds the Emei thorn tightly, and follows Tang Duo.

During this period of time, Chen Yan was originally the focus of the city, and now that he was fighting three ghosts alone, he was even more of the focus.

For a moment, the eyes of all parties were attracted, and the fierce fighting gradually eased down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fei Le and other club leaders could take a breather and quickly retreat to the edge of the war.

boom!
Chen Yan held the gun barrel and pushed and pulled violently, pulling the chaotic figure of Wang Luan in front of him.

Then he flew a kick towards his chest, thump thump thump, Wang Luan took a few steps back, vomited a mouthful of blood with a whoosh sound.

Chen Yan grabbed the spear in his hand and immediately twisted his waist. The spear rebounded and banged against the straight knife in Tang Duo's hand.

At the same time, the red ghost walked through the flowers and danced with two Emei thorns to attack Chen Yan's flank.

"Hey, let's fight one more of them! Let's go too!"

Seeing this in the distance, Thirteenth Sister yelled out in desperation, only to find that at some point along the bright road, a strange tacit understanding suddenly began to exist.

Except for a group of people under her, the rest of the club actually maintained a wait-and-see attitude. Everyone in the United Hall even surrounded Chen Yan and the three people on the central battlefield, forming a human-shaped colosseum.

Fei Le and others had the same idea. If they took action now, wouldn't they really be wearing the same pants as Chen Yan?

It would be better to wait and see first. If Chen Yan wins, it will be okay. If he loses, they will have room for change later.

Thirteenth sister was furious and strode forward to meet her. A dozen knives from the United Hall were pointed at her.

"Hey! Don't touch Sister Thirteen!"

Thirteenth sister looked back and saw that in addition to Xinghong's original troops, even the people in K gear were spinning around in circles.

"The Yan family shovels! Brother Xinghong rushes with me!"

boom!
"Thirteen, stop!"

In the Colosseum, Chen Yan threw out a spear, hitting the red ghost's forearm protected by Emei thorn, knocking him back repeatedly. While shouting, he fired the spear at Tang Duo.

He understood the thoughts of other clubs, it was just who would win and help whom, and of course it was best to die together. He didn't want Xinghong, who was under Thirteen, to become cannon fodder here.

Then again... If there weren't so many cowards in the world, how could I become famous!

(End of this chapter)