The gales were howling, and there was a carriage between them and Bao Daoyi. Bao Daoyi moved as fast as lightning and closed the distance in the blink of an eye. Chen Fan also went up to him without hesitation.
The people around them surged over, but they didn't make a move right away. They simply formed a huge circle. For those followers, Bao Daoyi's brazen attack was also beyond their expectation. However, Bao Daoyi's martial arts were not weak in the first place, as he had climbed to such a high position in Fang La's court that relied on his martial arts. When he was young, he made a name for himself with his martial arts. Although he was lascivious these years, there were a lot of arts in Taoism that could nourish one's health. Therefore, although he enjoyed his power, his martial arts skills didn't fall behind. At this moment, the movement technique that could shrink the ground into inches in just a few steps was enough to prove his strength. He waved his horsetail whisk and threw his iron palm.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them collided with each other. Everyone surrounded them, and the two of them had already exchanged several blows. Their speed was fast, and their power was astonishing. The body of the fourth carriage was hit by the two of them, and the wooden wheels were directly kicked off. The carriage tilted down, and it was dragged by the two horses for a few meters before collapsing.
Bao Daoyi's palms and horsetail whisk were both hard and violent, and he was as fast as lightning. However, he was not so fast to dodge but to increase his damage. He kicked with his horsetail whisk, smashed with his elbows, and hit with his knees. When he slashed with his palms, the edges of his palms were as sharp as knives. When he attacked in fury, he seemed to have three heads and six arms, and his every attack was shockingly fierce. Chen Fan, who was in front of him, also roared and smashed at Bao Daoyi's upper body like a gust of wind, engulfing the upper half of Bao Daoyi's body in the furious attacks.
Just now, he charged and killed several people, and every attack was aimed at the opponent's lower body. However, at this moment, he was walking steadily and punching like lightning. He was using the Cannon Hammer Technique, which was very common in the martial arts world at this time. That technique existed in the Tai Chi Fist and the Three Emperor Cannon Hammer, but it was just a simple external martial art at this time. The punches were fierce and fierce like cannons and hammers.
Martial artists like them usually paid particular attention to the cultivation of Qi. They were able to open their mouths to speak and breathe during a fight, which was also very methodical. However, Chen Fan's sudden opening of his mouth was no longer to breathe. In that loud shout, his breathing was like a bellow, and he had already pushed his strength to the peak. He kept attacking the vital parts of Bao Daoyi's upper body, including his temples, eyebrows, neck, Adam's apple, ribs and the diaphragm of his chest. Normally, people would only attack one part of a person's vital parts, but in a short while, Chen Fan's attacks seemed to have covered Bao Daoyi's entire upper body at the same time. Countless straight punches were thrown out in the shortest possible way, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted, then retracted,
Almost all the onlookers had their eyes wide open. These countless straight punches were actually just a simple derivative of the Cannon Hammer, but to be able to hit a fist technique to such an extent in such a short period of time, there were not many people who could do it, and not many people could withstand it. That momentum looked like a stone pillar that was placed in front of him, and even if it was placed in front of him, it would be broken.
However, Bao Daoyi's martial arts were indeed excellent. His whole upper body was suddenly wrapped in the wind, and his hands and feet attacked fiercely without giving way. His upper body kept moving forward and backward, and Chen Fan's body would also lean back when Bao Daoyi attacked fiercely, but his hands did not stop attacking at all. This crazy attack and defense situation only lasted for a few seconds, when Bao Daoyi suddenly shouted, "Go to hell —" A palm hit Chen Fan's chest. Chen Fan mercilessly punched Bao Daoyi's temple, and then hit Bao Daoyi's chest with his horsetail whisk. Bao Daoyi's left shoulder was hit by Chen Fan's consecutive straight punches, and he kicked Chen Fan.
Bao Daoyi's horsetail whisk flew in the air, along with shreds of clothes and blood. Bao Daoyi was pushed back more than ten feet by the kick, and Chen Fan also took a few steps back. The two of them were about to rush forward again, when a figure suddenly flew over. "Give this guy to me! I'm going to kill him! "He exchanged two punches with Chen Fan.
Bao Daoyi reached out and patted the shoulder that was hit by Chen Fan. He gritted his teeth and stopped there. At that moment, he hit Chen Fan three times in total. It seemed that he was not at a disadvantage and had the upper hand, and even Chen Fan's chest was torn by his horsetail whisk, but Bao Daoyi was only terrified. He knew in his heart that the three punches he had landed on Chen Fan were not that heavy. Even the last kick was mainly to kick Chen Fan away and increase the distance between them. The punch that Chen Fan had landed on him had almost made him unable to lift his entire left arm, and the pain had penetrated into his bones.
He didn't know Chen Fan's martial arts very well before, but he knew that Chen Fan was the last disciple of Fang Qizhi and that Chen Fan was a very brave man who never fell behind on the battlefield. Besides, he was able to fight with Liu Watermelon, so he was certainly a first-class master. However, although Fang Qizhi had taught this disciple, he had never put him in an important position, which should be to protect and train him. Bao Daoyi understood.
Since he was able to fight with Liu Watermelon and was taught by Fang Qizhi, he was certainly a first-class master. However, be it Liu Watermelon or Chen Fan, they were all juniors. In his opinion, if he really wanted to kill them, it would be a piece of cake. Some time ago, Chen Fan was maintaining the security in the city and beat up many of his men. He only thought it was a junior who was making trouble, so he didn't want to argue with him for the sake of the Buddha General. But he had never thought that this young man who had been taught by the Buddha General and had been hiding his skills until now had reached such a level. If it were a fair fight, he might have been more powerful than him.
This time, he came with the real first-class masters, but the five or six people who were as powerful as him and could fight with Chen Fan were in the cars behind him. When he attacked in anger, those people couldn't intervene, lest they would be accused of bullying him. But the one who suddenly attacked was the tall and strong Yama Lu Tuo, who was covered in scars. If Qin Siyuan's second son, Qin Shaoqian, was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him.
When a few Liao assassins tried to assassinate Qin Siyuan and the young master was rescued, Lu Tuo was the most powerful person who was escorted along the way. If Qin Shaoqian hadn't used a trick to force him away, Qin Shaoqian and Xu Xiaohu would have had to face a tough battle. Lu Tuo's wanted notice had been sent to the whole country. After Qin Siyuan's revival, the people under the government increased the number of people hunting him. Lu Tuo joined the Revolutionary Army. He was a bit late, but his martial arts were amazing and he was valued by Bao Daoyi. However, he was also very arrogant. When he was stationed at the Ancient Tong Temple, he was intercepted by Chen Fan, which was a great humiliation to him. At this time, he was probably the only one who dared to act like he was snatching food from the tiger's mouth in front of Bao Daoyi.
Lu Tuo was more than a head taller than Chen Fan. He was strong, but Chen Fan was also known for his strength. Seeing that person intervening, Chen Fan grunted and went forward. In a short while, they had exchanged a few punches.
"Kill him!"
"Kill this kid and cut off his limbs!"
Lu Tuo wasn't as strong as Bao Daoyi. By then, they had been surrounded. Someone among the crowd shouted. Even though Lu Tuo and Chen Fan were clashing head-on, they were able to move extremely quickly. The people around them quickly moved their hands and feet, trying to help. In fact, the situation had basically been decided. Dozens of people were fighting against one person. No matter how powerful Chen Fan was, it didn't matter. He was surrounded by the crowd, but he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage when fighting against Lu Tuo. It seemed that his skills were above the peak. Even so, everyone knew that it was impossible for him to overwhelm the crowd in such a short time. The only suspense was that this young man would fall at such a time.
Everyone knew how powerful and brutal Lu Tuo was. His body was covered in scars, and he had been through countless battles. Chen Fan and Lu Tuo were evenly matched at best, but under such circumstances, Chen Fan had no choice but to die in his hands. Almost everyone around them had the same feeling. In the eyes of the large group of spectators in the distance, they probably felt the same. At least, the ratio of the two's bodies and strength were obvious. The children of the "Vital Energy Association" were about to rush out, but Ning Yi had already rushed over and stopped them.
"If you don't want Chen Fan to die, don't go now! This is no longer your fight … "
"Why not? We'll fight them! Isn't Big Brother Chen Fan dead? So what if we don't go … "
"You'll die if you go, but if you don't go … you might still have a chance …"
Ning Yi frowned and looked around. The "Vital Energy Association" wasn't on his side after all. One of the youths still wanted to rush out, but he grabbed him by the neck and pressed him back onto the stool.
The children of the "Youth League" on the other floor were also struggling to decide whether to go or not. They had prepared the bags of lime powder and carried the water buckets, but they were stopped by Ning Yi.
Ning Yi frowned as he watched the fight.
The situation was chaotic, and the situation was changing rapidly. Ning Yi had only seen such a situation once before. When Lu Hongti tried to assassinate Song Xian, she was ambushed by Song Xian with more than twenty elites of the Wulie Army. Comparatively speaking, the elites of the Wulie Army were naturally not as strong as this tall black man. However, the cooperation of these martial artists was like a sheet of loose sand. When the elites of the army cooperated with each other, they could unleash a terrifying power. At that time, Song Xian thought that he had ambushed Lu Hongti, but Lu Hongti turned the tables on him and killed him. It could be said that she had proven her Dao through strength.
However, Ning Yi didn't see much hope at the moment, so he could only watch.
In a corner on the side of the long street, Wenren Buer's eyes were also watching the fight on the long street. Ning Yi went to find him at noon that day and asked him to come over to see what would happen and see if there was anything worth using or making a fuss about. Wenren Buer was also a bit surprised when he came over to see what was happening. However, it was obvious that there was not much room for him to intervene.
Chen Fan, who suddenly attacked, was highly skilled in martial arts. The fight just now was very fierce. He thought that since Ning Liheng had asked him to come over, he might have some ideas to turn the situation around. However, when he looked at Ning Yi, it was obvious that there was nothing he could do.
When the fight was about fifty or sixty moves, Chen Fan suddenly lowered his body and changed his fighting style. His steps were agile and fast. In the blink of an eye, he went around half a circle and pounced on Lu Tuo. He blocked Lu Tuo's punch with both hands and grabbed Lu Tuo's waist to push him away. Lu Tuo steadied himself and punched Chen Fan. Chen Fan grabbed Lu Tuo's leg, and the two fell to the ground. Lu Tuo got up and waved his fist, but he had already lost his target. When he turned around, an extremely fierce punch had already landed on his head. He was sent flying and rolled on the ground.
The two of them had been fighting for a long time. Both Chen Fan and Lu Tuo were covered in blood, but no one expected Chen Fan to still have some tricks up his sleeves. Lu Tuo roared and got up, but Chen Fan was already charging at him. The two of them exchanged a few moves, and Chen Fan slashed his palm at Lu Tuo's neck again, followed by a rain of punches.
Even under such circumstances, Lu Tuo was still no match for Chen Fan. The onlookers could not believe it. At the same time, a long spear pierced through the crowd and cut a bloody wound on Chen Fan's leg.
Lu Tuo's battle with Chen Fan could only be said to be at a slight disadvantage. If they were to really fight, they would have to fight for a long time. Lu Tuo was clearly injured by the attack of the surrounding martial artists. He roared, "Don't interfere!" Chen Fan's injury was not even a flesh wound. He only sneered and let go of Lu Tuo, then suddenly rushed to the side.
Suddenly, there was chaos. Weapons, spears, swords, and halberds were all thrown out. Chen Fan was hit three times in a row. When blood spurted out, he grabbed the spear user and pulled out of the crowd. He pressed the spear user to the ground and burst his Adam's apple. He laughed and said, "Haha, Bao Daoyi —"
On the other side, Bao Daoyi was furious. He waved his hand and said, "Kill him!"
The situation became chaotic again. Chen Fan grabbed two weapons and tried to run left and right through the crowd. He was very experienced in surviving on the battlefield, but in a situation like this, it was clearly of little use. Blood began to flow out from his body. As he evaded Lu Tuo's attacks, he took the opportunity to break the legs or cut open the intestines of a few of his enemies.
But in the end, it was the end of the road for a hero …
The onlookers who witnessed this scene more or less had the same thought. The children on the other side were already in a commotion and were ready to rush out. It was also at this time that someone rushed over from the other end of the street.
There were more than twenty people, all dressed in black and armed with swords and sabers. They were led by An Xifu.
"Stop!"
"An Xifu, you can't interfere in this!"
Almost as soon as An Xifu spoke, Bao Daoyi had already pointed at them with a stern expression. On the other side, An Xifu also drew his sword and stepped forward. "The eldest princess has ordered me to take care of the city's security. You are fighting in the city. Stop!"
"Chen Fan wants to assassinate my advisor. You can't protect him even if you bring this matter to the Buddha General! An Xifu, withdraw for me! "
"That is something that can only be done when the matter is brought to the Buddha General. Celestial Master Bao, the Black Feather Guards are here today. Let us arrest him. Please order your men to stand down!"
"No! Yes! But! Yes! "
An Xifu stood there and gritted his teeth. The battle was still going on. The next moment, he said, "Do it."
"How dare you!"
Bao Daoyi shouted. The group of Black Feather Guards also hesitated. An Xifu looked back coldly and said, "Do it!" After that, he rushed forward. More than twenty Black Feather Guards also rushed forward.
"Stop them! Kill Chen Fan! "
It was a scene of killing and chaos. Chen Fan was still trapped in the middle of the crowd. In the battle, he was almost covered in blood. On the other side, the Black Feather Guards could not break through the defense line formed by more than ten martial artists. Bao Daoyi was the Celestial Master after all. His subordinates had no intention to fight at this moment. An Xifu's martial arts were limited. He only managed to break through the outer circle and was stabbed twice. Ning Yi had already waved his hand and called a group of young men to rush over with lime. It was also at this moment that an unexpected scene happened in front of everyone.
The battle over there was the fiercest. After all, the group that surrounded Chen Fan was still the most intense. The martial artists did not have the best teamwork. Chen Fan rushed left and right, stirring up the whole situation. However, it was still impossible for him to break through. His body was covered in blood, and his clothes were in tatters. Even though he was able to avoid being stabbed in his vitals every time, his footsteps were already starting to slow down. However, at this most chaotic moment, when everyone wanted to casually cut him, two people's bodies were sent flying in front of him, and an astonishing amount of blood sprayed into the sky.
The Fist Aura broke through the wind like a tiger's roar!
"Bao —"
Chen Fan's body was thrown a few meters away. He rolled and got up. His sword and saber were handed over. He ran and knocked away a person in front of him who did not have time to react, dodging a forest of attacks.
"Daoyi —"
No one had expected that he would still have this kind of power. His figure, which was rushing and dodging in the crowd, was like a stroke that flew from the sky. The chaotic battlefield was stretched out, and the figures were knocked away. At this moment, he actually went straight to the deepest part of the battlefield. Three or four people next to Bao Daoyi attacked at the same time. A sword was placed on Chen Fan's shoulder, and a hand grabbed his clothes. There were still several people behind him. At this moment, Chen Fan was almost pulled, dragged and surrounded by a group of people. But at this moment, he also broke through the siege and went straight to his target!
"— — Yi!"
A simple punch was thrown at Bao Daoyi in such a crazy situation. Bao Daoyi's eyes were full of ferocity, and he waved his hand to meet it.
No matter how brave he was, he was an arrow at the end of its flight. This punch was, after all, a symbolic punch. Bao Daoyi could understand this. Finally, the fist and the palm collided and the punch stopped in the air …
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Bang — —
The sky was filled with lime powder …
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"Clang …"
In the obstructed vision, the sound of blades being drawn out of sheaths seemed to be countless times longer. At this moment, countless people stabbed at him from both sides and behind. Chen Fan was covered in blood. He maintained his forward posture and opened his bloodstained eyes. It was not until this moment that he finally pulled out the two blades that he had been holding back since the beginning of the battle, revealing …
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