Tong Baitao saw the body flying towards him and pulled it to the side mercilessly, letting the body fly away. He then strode forward bravely holding a steel rod.
Tong Qianjiang, who was standing at the door, suddenly raised his hand and pointed the gun at Chen Chuan's head. Although he did not fire a shot, there was a faint sense of intimidation.
This is a tacit understanding between two brothers. When one attacks, the other covers.
The spider Lao Qi on the top of the fortress was also crawling around there, making rustling noises on purpose. While showing his presence, he was also waiting for the opportunity to take action.
Chen Chuan took all this into his senses and watched as Tong Baitao's figure gradually enlarged in front of him. His feet also moved, and he took the initiative to move towards the latter, swiping the long knife in his hand from bottom to top.
In order to guard against the pistol in the distance and the threat from behind, he did not completely let go of his speed, so the trajectory of this slash appeared clear, and driven by the alienated tissue in the body, a force was transmitted to the blade. superior.
Tong Baitao quickly pressed the two steel rods up and down, trying to block the knife, but he blocked it, but there was an explosive force coming from it that he couldn't believe, and he couldn't hold it with his hands. One of the steel rods flew out of his hand, while the other was cut off with a clang.
The blade of light continued to brush towards his chest, instantly creating a deep slash on the shell on his chest, revealing the inner shell tissue and cavity wall.
If the knife continued to penetrate deeper, even if it could not kill him on the spot, it could still severely wound him. But at this moment, Chen Chuan felt a sudden movement above and behind him. He immediately withdrew the knife and wrapped it around his head. He knocked away a blowing needle that hit his head, and quickly took a step forward with his feet, slashing diagonally with the long sword!
Just as he stepped forward, a gunshot erupted, and a bullet grazed the back of his head, even pulling a strand of hair away, but his eyes did not even change.
Tong Baitao was forced to lift his hands upward by a shock force just now. He was also forced to lean back. It seemed that he could not let go at this time. When the knife came, it hit his ribs.
However, the force of the knife that was supposed to cut him open in one fell swoop, after breaking through a layer of hard outer armor, encountered a soft force that was restrained layer by layer. It seemed like countless muscle layers that contracted in layers and were full of bite force. The blade was temporarily unable to move forward and got stuck inside.
Chen Chuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately realized that this was not just the function of the implant, but a force that blocked and resolved the sharp blade!
Tong Baitao's eyes showed a sly look at this moment. His raised arm came down and clamped down. With the cooperation of the muscles in his body, the blade was firmly locked.
Although he looked strong and arrogant, he was not as reckless as he looked. He had just been playing some tricks. He saw that the Snow Lord Sword in Chen Chuan's hand was the greatest threat, so he decided to control the weapon first even if he was injured. .
With or without a knife, it was a completely different matter. With the knife in hand, none of them dared to approach and attack, but once the knife was removed, it was impossible for that kid to fight with those who had implants with his bare hands!
Chen Chuan's eyes were still calm. Most people would indeed fall into passivity in this situation. Without weapons, their combat power would drop to the bottom, but that was not the case for him.
He loosened the hand holding the knife and took a step forward. Driven by a force of strength, he walked with force and pushed the opponent's face with one palm.
This palm didn't look very fast, but Tong Baitao saw the palm slowly enlarge in his sight, but his pupils shrank, as if he sensed some great danger.
At this time, he snorted, and the clothes on the shoulder blades behind his back suddenly exploded, and two deformed long hands came out from there and blocked him in front.
Chen Chuan seemed not to be moved by this weird scene at all. The hand continued to push forward. After contact with it, a soft force actually pushed the two hands to press against Tong Baitao's cheek.
At this moment, the alienated tissues in his body are pushing forward layer by layer. If this blow hits, even if the blow fails to shatter the latter's head, it will be enough to temporarily lose his combat effectiveness.
But just when the blow was about to be carried out, he felt something, tilted his head to the side, and a poisonous needle shot from top to bottom on his shoulder, and then bounced out under the protection of the protective clothing.
Tong Baitao got this reprieve and got an opportunity. The two hands behind his back grabbed his arms. At the same time, the other two normal arms came forward to hug Chen Chuan around his waist and pulled him towards him.
Chen Chuan turned a blind eye to the penetration force of the hug, and raised his knees to stop his body from moving forward. At this time, his eyes moved, and his head went back again. Along with the sound of gunfire from Tong Qianjiang's side, a The bullet passed in front of him, and he leaned back to open up a little space. Then he raised his foot and stepped down, hitting Tong Baitao's ankle hard.
Tong Baitao's face suddenly became distorted, and the strength in his hands could not help but loosen.
Chen Chuan, on the other hand, sank down and twisted his waist at the same time, pulling Tong Baitao's tall body into the air and slamming it onto the ground, making the latter almost lose his breath, while he took advantage of it. At this opportunity, he grabbed the handle of Xuejun's sword and pointed it outward first.
Once it is delivered, then use force to pry it inwards!
Tong Baitao let out a shrill scream. At this time, gunshots were fired from the rear, but they failed to hit Chen Chuan. Apparently Tong Qianjiang, who was behind him, was also anxious.
After Chen Chuan pulled out the Xuejun sword, he grabbed the handle and raised it high, looking like he was going to behead Tong Baitao below.
Fang Dawei seemed to have not recovered after taking the medicine. He had not moved just now. At this moment, he finally couldn't help it and rushed up and kicked him horizontally.
Chen Chuan turned his wrist and flicked the blade, intending to cut off his legs. However, as soon as he made contact with it, it seemed as if he had hit something extremely smooth and pliable, and the blade actually slipped out from there.
After he found out, he turned his wrist again, buckled the blade inward, pointed the handle of the knife outward, and pressed it against Fang Dawei's chest. Then he leaned his shoulder forward and knocked the latter away.
And he kept moving, using his waist to swing the blade back, and a flash of sword light slashed towards the neck of Tong Baitao, who had just stood up.
In panic, the latter moved backwards with four hands and two feet, narrowly escaping from the blade. But even so, the blade passed near his collarbone and made another cut.
Chen Chuan's offensive was not over yet. With the help of the force of the sword thrown behind him, he walked away with the sword. At the same time, he held the handle of the sword with both hands, pointed the tip of the sword forward, and stabbed Tong Baitao's throat!
Tong Qianjiang yelled over there, pulled the side panel of a broken box next to him, and smashed it towards Chen Chuan from a distance.
Chen Chuan watched coldly and didn't care at all. Under the push of layers of alienated tissue, his whole body formed a strong energy. He stepped forward with a lunge and sent the blade forward. At this moment, it seemed that something tough had penetrated in front of him. .
As soon as the box board reached his shoulders, it seemed as if it had touched an invisible force, and it shattered into pieces everywhere with a snap.
When the smashed wood pieces fell, the robbers saw Tong Baitao holding his four hands behind his back, half sitting on the ground, his head slightly tilted back, and the long knife with a cold light piercing his throat. He went in and poked it out from the back of his head. At this time, his eyes turned white, there was only a gurgling sound in his mouth, and his four hands and body were twitching.
Tong Qianjiang's eyes turned red when he saw this, and he screamed wildly. He no longer cared about guarding the entrance, raised his gun and discharged all the bullets at Chen Chuan, then picked up a knife and rushed towards him. .
Chen Chuan did not choose to stand there and endure the attack. When he fired, he drew his knife and when the blood spattered out, he had already retreated to the rear.
Fang Dawei also rushed towards him at this time, and saw two people attacking him from two directions.
Chen Chuan looked at the remaining two people, flicked the blade, moved his feet lightly, and took a few steps back to the area with more debris on the ground.
These things were all dropped to the ground after the previous wooden boxes were broken. Many of them were empty cans, ropes and various breaking tools, and even some broken limbs and implanted carapace. Just now, Fang Dawei and others In order not to hinder the battle, although I kicked some away intentionally, there was no time to clean them up in a short period of time.
This caused the two people to encounter obstacles in the process of rushing forward, becoming stumbling, and the speed could not help but slow down.
Tong Qianjiang was even more uncomfortable. Seeing Tong Baitao's death, he wanted to rush forward and kill Chen Chuan immediately, but he was blocked by these things. He roared like crazy, and kicked and kicked all of them towards Chen Chuan as he moved forward. Kick away from where he was passed.
Chen Chuanze looked calm and lightly raised the Snow Lord Sword to call them away. He looked at Tong Qianjiang who rushed over first and slashed at him with the sword. He gently raised the Snow Lord Sword and struck it with the back of the sword. The two collided, and the knife in the latter's hand instantly opened a gap.
Chen Chuan then rotated his wrist like a gun, and while turning the former's knife away, he relaxed his shoulders and shoulders, held the knife forward with one hand, and with a hiss, he stabbed it from the protective clothing. It penetrated and went straight into the abdominal cavity.
Tong Qianjiang made a movement, and his back couldn't help but arch. When Fang Dawei saw this scene, his feet stopped, but he stood still.
At this time, Chen Chuan raised his wrist slightly and stepped forward. Tong Qianjiang couldn't help but grab the blade, stood on tiptoes, and stepped backwards. After walking about ten steps, he almost fell back to the entrance of the fort.
At this time, Chen Chuan suddenly drew the knife and put the handle in front of him. Then he shouted, held the handle with both hands, turned around and slashed. With a hiss, Tong Qianjiang's head flew up and passed through the fort. The door fell to the open space outside, and his headless body shook twice and fell to the ground.
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