Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 27 Bloody Battle on Rouge Street ([-])
"He made a breakthrough before the battle. If this son does not die, he will be the young master's great enemy. He must be eliminated today."

Thinking in his heart, Sun Shoucai came to Zhang Shan and said, "I admit that you are indeed extraordinary, but even so, it can't change the result."

"Let me show you my seven-kill chain palm."

As soon as his words fell, there was a faint red light on the palm of his hand, and he patted Zhang Shan lightly.

When Zhang Shan felt the slap of the palm, the surrounding air suddenly became hot.

He sneered, instead of fighting recklessly, he backed away quickly, and appeared in front of a group of three in an instant: "You guys played very well just now, didn't you, let Xiaoye get some interest back now."

After advancing to the second level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, Zhang Shan's speed and attack power have greatly increased. When he appeared in front of these three warriors, they had no time to react.

The stele spirit praised in the sea of ​​consciousness: "That's right, now that they are in a chaotic formation, it's time to defeat them one by one."

With a scream, the martial artist among them was kicked on the chest by Zhang Shan, and flew out spurting blood.

The other two warriors turned pale with fright, and just about to back away, Zhang Shan swayed from side to side, appearing in front of them almost at the same time, and bombarded them fiercely with his fists.

Amidst the sound of cracking bones, the two warriors screamed at the same time, following in the footsteps of their companions.

Sun Shoucai was furious, but after he made a move, Zhang Shan avoided his sharp edge and took the opportunity to kill three of his subordinates, making him feel ashamed.

"Shrink the formation, defend with all your strength, and entangle him for me."

Sun Shoucai rushed towards Zhang Shan while yelling orders, but he was not good at agility, nor was his speed dominant.

"Can it be prevented?" Zhang Shan snorted, and then he folded his body and slammed into a group of warriors on the other side.

This team of warriors had been on guard for a long time, they shouted at the same time, and stabbed Zhang Shan with all their three long swords, looking like they were caught in a deadly trap.

They knew that as long as they struggled to wrap around Zhang Shan for a few breaths, and waited for Sun Shoucai to come up, they would be able to contain this kid.

Zhang Shan shouted loudly, without dodging or dodging, Sixiang Fist let out the sound of a dragon chant, and bombarded towards the three of them.

With a puff, the three long swords pierced Zhang Shan's body, but they couldn't penetrate an inch when they penetrated five minutes into the flesh.

"Die!"

A cold light flashed in Zhang Shan's eyes, and his fists hit the faces of the three warriors at the same time, and the heads of the three warriors burst open at the same time.

"I will tear you to pieces!" Sun Shoucai roared angrily, and finally caught up with Zhang Shan, and palms all over the sky patted his back.

Zhang Shan gave a low shout, turned around and punched, and with a bang, the two fists and palms clashed countless times.

With a muffled snort, Zhang Shan staggered back, and despite all his efforts, he still suffered a small loss. After all, Sun Shoucai was one stage higher than him.

At this time, those warriors of the Shentu family also took this opportunity to change their formation again, forming a group of six, and surrounded him again.

"Now, let's see what other means you can come up with." Sun Shoucai locked on to him with a fierce look on his face.

Let Zhang Shan kill three of his subordinates in front of him and seriously injured six of them. Even if he killed him in the end, it would not be able to dispel Sun Shoucai's anger, and it would be difficult to explain to the young master after returning.

Sensing the opponent's murderous intent, Zhang Shanchang took a breath and looked at the fighters who had already completed their transformation, and said, "Bei Ling, I'll leave it to you."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Shan felt that the connection between his body and consciousness was lost, just like the last exam in the academy.

Sun Shoucai suddenly felt that the opponent's momentum had changed, as if he had changed, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"This kid is a bit evil." He narrowed his eyes and became vigilant in his heart.

It is said that the older you are, the less courageous you are. His eyes flickered for a moment, and he dismissed the idea of ​​taking action immediately, and said sharply to his subordinates, "Do it."

Following his order, the warriors of Shentu's family attacked Zhang Shan again, but this time they were all led by a warrior with a long spear and assisted by a warrior with a short weapon.

"This group of fighters seems to have trained with military methods. They changed their attack formation immediately after suffering a loss just now. The background of the Shentu family is really extraordinary." Bei Ling communicated with Zhang Shan in the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Then you don't have to be merciful when you start. Killing them all is a blow to the Shentu family." Zhang Shan said coldly.

While speaking, these martial artists had already shouted and attacked, and the air was filled with the whistling sound of spears piercing towards them.

The stele spirit controlled Zhang Shan's body, dodging in the shadows of the guns so wonderfully that the shadows of the guns didn't even stick to the corner of his clothes.

Stretching out both hands, each clasped the body of a gun, the real energy exploded, and with a twitch and a wave, the two warriors exclaimed, the spear had been pulled away from their hands, and then flew towards the opposite companion through the air.

Puff, puff, two sounds, the spear pierced through the chests of the two warriors, their faces darkened, their eyes lost sight, and they fell backwards.

Bei Ling stretched out his hand again, and two more guns landed in his hand, then flew out again, and after two screams, he killed two more people.

As the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, four gun-wielding warriors have already died under the guns of their companions.

The rest of the warriors were all pale, heartbroken, their aura involuntarily stagnated, and subconsciously retreated.

Ants are still alive, let alone human beings. In just a few breaths, four people died one after another, and the other party was just an understatement.

Sun Shoucai knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and if he didn't make a move, the people he brought might flee in the next moment.

He shouted loudly, Wuhun suddenly appeared behind him, he had already made up his mind, shot with all his strength, and quickly killed the opponent in front of him.

It was a red scorpion spirit with a ferocious appearance, and as it appeared, a fierce aura permeated it.

Frightened by its indiscriminate momentum, the warriors of the Shentu family turned pale and retreated one after another.

Zhang Shan remained motionless, and the phantom of a stone tablet appeared behind him.

With the appearance of the Martial Soul, Zhang Shan's aura continued to rise, and he did not lose the slightest in front of Sun Shoucai, who was in the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

"Boy, die, the blood scorpion of the seven-kill chain will kill you!"

Sun Shoucai let out a sharp roar, stepped on the ground with both feet, and the stone slab under his feet shattered. His figure was like a predatory scorpion rushing towards Zhang Shan. Zhang Shan attacked.

Zhang Shan raised his head and let out a long cry, the phantom of the Martial Soul on the stele suddenly covered his body, he suddenly spun like a spinning top, and bumped towards Sun Shoucai.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

There were seven thunderous bangs in a row, and the energy in the whole alley ran wild. The walls on both sides were shaken down, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Zhang Shan's mouth and nose were bleeding, his fists were bloody, and only his eyes were still staring straight ahead.

Opposite him, Sun Shoucai looked pale and looked at Zhang Shan coldly, the corners of his eyes were shaking constantly, his left hand was twisted and hanging by his side, apparently broken.

"This kid is seriously injured and can't fight anymore, you go over and kill him immediately." Sun Shoucai ordered in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, a loud laugh came from the street: "It seems that we are not too late."

(End of this chapter)