The fat chef was approaching step by step, and every step he took shook the entire kitchen. For a moment, the kitchen utensils on the dining table shook and jingled incessantly.
Zhou Kemeng and Song Qingqing looked at each other and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes. The next second, they moved and stood in front of Zhang Fan.
Facing such a terrifying existence as the fat chef, Zhang Fan was in a very dangerous situation. If he was attacked, he would almost certainly die.
Zhou Kemeng and Song Qingqing didn't want Zhang Fan to be in danger, so they unanimously protected him behind them. Then they raised their right hands in a uniform movement, with the palm facing up, and began to release their supernatural powers.
There was a viscous ball of blood in Zhou Kemeng's hand that kept fluctuating, creating bloody ripples and floating slowly.
As for Song Qingqing, in her hand, there was a slender prismatic ice pick floating in her hand. This ice pick was filled with the terrifying coldness that could freeze everything.
Zhou Kemeng glanced at the blood sphere in his hand, then his eyes turned cold, and he suddenly grasped the whole ball of blood in his palm. In the next moment, Zhou Kemeng's figure disappeared like a ghost. When he appeared, She was already rushing towards the big fat chef. In an instant, Zhou Kemeng was in front of the big fat chef. Without saying a word, she slapped his Tianling Gai hard with her palm.
"Boom!!" Accompanied by a deafening boom, an extremely rich blood-colored air wave instantly spread from the big fat chef's head. Not only that, but even the rows of tableware on the dining table. He was knocked to the ground by the air wave.
However, after the move was successful, Zhou Kemeng's face did not show much joy, but was filled with solemnity. For some reason, a strong uneasiness surged into his heart at this moment.
Zhou Kemeng didn't dare to entangle too much. He moved and quickly teleported back.
"The power is pretty good, but... for me, it's still not good enough!" When Zhou Kemeng teleported back, the fat chef shook his body a few times, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a cold expression. smile.
It seemed as if Zhou Kemeng's move just now didn't cause much damage to him.
"Stay here for me...for food!" The fat chef slowly raised the big kitchen knife in his hand and slashed it into the air at Zhou Kemeng who was retreating.
The strike of this knife seemed light and without any force, and even the supernatural fluctuations were not emitted.
However, at the next moment, Zhou Kemeng, who was still in retreat, suddenly heard a pop on his right shoulder, and there was a sound of his body being torn apart by a sharp weapon. Then, under the gazes of Zhang Fan and Song Qingqing, he was cut strangely. When he opened it, blood splashed everywhere, like spring water, venting out.
Seeing this, Zhou Kemeng's expression suddenly changed. Before she had time to think about it, she had to speed up and get away.
"You can't escape!" The fat chef said expressionlessly as he slashed Zhou Kemeng in the air again.
With one strike of the knife, the lights in the entire kitchen suddenly flickered on and off, and there was a series of violent sounds of electric currents. In an instant, Zhou Kemeng's body was split into two.
The wound was neatly split in half from top to bottom from the position of Tianling Gai, and then with a snap, the two halves of the body fell heavily to the ground on both sides.
"Kemeng!" Seeing this scene, Song Qingqing's face showed anxiety, and she rushed to check Zhou Kemeng's injury.
"I'm fine... This fat man's power is weird, you have to be careful..." Even though Zhou Kemeng was split in half, he was not dead at this moment. He was still alive, but his voice was different. With an unprecedented weakness.
"If you dare to hurt Kemeng, I will kill you today!!!" Song Qingqing's eyes were full of blue light, and her aura was extremely tyrannical at this moment.
Her full head of light blue hair automatically lit up with a dazzling blue light without wind. Not only her hair was glowing with bright blue light, but every inch of her body was emitting light.
The light became more and more dazzling, lighting up the entire kitchen of Car No. 2. In less than five seconds, Song Qingqing turned into a figure shrouded in blue light. Iceman.
Sharp and slender ice picks were surrounding her, slowly rotating. Behind her, there was also a huge white hexagonal snowflake emerging, terrifying and extinct, as if the cold that was about to freeze everything in the world came at this moment.
"Death!" Song Qingqing, who had transformed into an iceman, spat out the word "death" to the fat chef. After spitting out the word "death", Song Qingqing raised her right hand and slapped the fat chef lightly.
With this slap, the fat chef's body was quickly frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the fat chef saw this, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. Apparently he did not expect that Song Qingqing would have such terrifying power.
Zhang Fan, who was hiding behind a dining table in the distance, felt his heart tighten when he saw this scene. He was also surprised.
He originally thought that Song Qingqing was much weaker than Zhou Kemeng, but now it seemed that was obviously not the case.
Song Qingqing is more powerful than Zhou Kemeng. Fortunately, he didn't have any bad conflict with Song Qingqing before, otherwise his end would definitely be extremely miserable.
Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, his mind was filled with thoughts, and he was thinking hard about how to help Song Qingqing.
At this moment, Zhou Kemeng's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Fan's ears: "Brother Zhang Fan... come here and give me a hand!"
"Sister Kemeng?" Zhang Fan was stunned and quickly looked towards Zhou Kemeng following the sound. Zhou Kemeng was chopped in half by the fat chef but did not die. She looked at Zhang Fan and wanted to ask for help.
Zhang Fan stole a glance at the fat chef, hurriedly bent down, trotted all the way, and quickly came to Zhou Kemeng's side.
"Sister, what should I do?" Zhang Fan asked nervously.
"Help me put the body together, and you don't have to worry about the rest!" Zhou Kemeng whispered.
"Okay, no problem!" Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead, followed Zhou Kemeng's instructions, and put her body that was split in two back together.
Strangely enough, almost the moment the two halves of Zhou Kemeng's body were placed together, blood cells and granulations immediately intertwined and squirmed, and began to merge rapidly. In just a few seconds, they merged into one body again.
Zhou Kemeng tilted her neck, making a crackling sound of bones, and then slowly stood up. She glanced at Song Qingqing, who was fighting with the fat chef in the distance, her beautiful brows raised involuntarily, and she said worriedly: " Qingqing's condition cannot last long, I will go over and help her now!"
"Sister, you have just recovered now, why don't you take a rest first, and I will try to go over and help Sister Qingqing!" Zhang Fan was a little worried about Zhou Kemeng, and couldn't help but try to dissuade her, wanting her to take a rest first.
"You are a living person and you are no match for that damn fat man. I am in pretty good shape now and have not damaged my roots. You should hide here honestly and don't come out!" After saying these words, Zhou Kemeng stood up. As soon as she moved, she teleported away and disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already beside Song Qingqing.
Then her whole body was filled with terrifying blood, and she was wrapped in blood. In just a moment, Zhou Kemeng's state changed drastically, and she turned into a bloody figure, suspended in the air.
The fat chef couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the woman who had been cut in half with his knife reappeared.
However, this surprise only appeared for less than two seconds, and was replaced by a touch of coldness.
"You two are pretty good! But...that's all!" The fat chef sneered, and a terrifying evil aura spread from his body. The body that was originally frozen by the coldness also showed a huge reversal. Like, recover quickly.
"Die!" The fat chef pointed the kitchen knife in his hand at Song Qingqing, and then slashed it hard in the air.
"With this strike of my sword, your power medium will definitely be cut off!" The fat chef made a blood-curdling voice. The next moment, before Song Qingqing could realize what was going on, she spit out a large mouthful of blue blood. , her body fell heavily, and even the hexagonal crystal-shaped snowflake behind her was cut in half, turned into dots of blue light, and dissipated.
Song Qingqing, who fell to the ground, tried hard to get up, but was unable to do so. She was suppressed by an extremely terrifying force, preventing her from using her supernatural powers.
Zhou Kemeng on the side saw that Song Qingqing was seriously injured and suddenly fell into a state of rage. He saw dots of blood-colored light as big as fireflies rippling in the palm of her right hand, aiming at the fat chef and squeezing it hard.
With a single grip, waves of blood surged, and the extremely pungent smell of blood filled the entire kitchen.
"It's just a little trick... This slash of my sword will definitely cut off your power medium!!" The big fat chef remained motionless, scorning the supernatural power displayed by Zhou Kemeng, and he raised his hand without hesitation. The kitchen knife in his hand suddenly slashed into the air towards Zhou Kemeng's figure.
As soon as the knife slashed, a deep blood line suddenly tore through the space. Before Zhou Kemeng could think too much, the blood line gradually widened and widened, directly cutting her body in half.
"Crack!" There was a snap, and Zhou Kemeng's upper and lower bodies were neatly broken and fell to the ground, completely losing the ability to resist.
"How is this possible...this kind of power..." Although Zhou Kemeng was cut in half, she did not die. However, her face was full of disbelief, as if she had not died. Thinking about the power of the big fat chef, it was so terrifying that even if she and Song Qingqing fought against each other at the same time, they would still be no match.
This made her unexpected and completely shocked.
"You are too weak..." The fat chef laughed evilly, holding a big kitchen knife in his hand, and slowly came to Song Qingqing's side, about to give her a touch up.
Although Song Qingqing was still in the iceman state, she still couldn't get up. She could only watch the fat chef approaching her step by step.
Seeing that Song Qingqing was about to die under the knife of the fat chef, Zhang Fan was sweating profusely, like an ant on a hot pot.
"Hey, Brother Chef, wait a minute!!! We have something to discuss!" At this time, Zhang Fan could no longer hold his breath and hurriedly walked out from behind the dining table.
Song Qingqing and Zhou Kemeng have not known each other for a long time, but they are willing to choose to fight to the death with the fat chef for Zhang Fan. This makes Zhang Fan unable to abandon them no matter what.
