Who knew that Ai Lan became faster than Yi Chen, as if he had foresight.
With each step, the body sticks or moves, opens or closes, disappears and appears. Suddenly it ran away, three or four meters away, and suddenly it shot back with lightning.
With an extremely fast body and unparalleled strength, every time Ai Lan takes a step, he will definitely leave an inch of footprints on the ground, and the steel-made floor will make the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground from time to time.
Ai Lan's attack was like a storm, overwhelming.
Yi Chen couldn't resist and retreated quickly, feeling horrified, "Isn't this Ai Lan a saint from the Laozi Holy Mother Cult? Aren't saints supposed to serve their main god with a steady manner every day? Why is Ai Lan so powerful in battle? To steadily suppress me, an interstellar airborne soldier whose physical fitness has almost reached the limit of human beings? Is Ai Lan also a genetic warrior?"
All kinds of questions came one after another, making Yi Chen feel a little dazed and a little desperate to defeat Ai Lan.
Ai Lan saw the opportunity and suddenly shot like an arrow, breaking through the defense from the center line, punching like a gun, poking Yi Chen's chest.
For a moment, there was an aura of death that enveloped Yi Chen. If he was hit by Ai Lan's move, Yi Chen would definitely die. Ai Lan's powerful strength was enough to break Yi Chen's heart.
The body washed by the mysterious energy burst out with powerful potential at the critical moment of life and death. Yi Chen tried his best to get rid of it, and his spirit suddenly entered a state of high concentration.
At this moment, Yi Chen only had one thought, "I can't die, I still have to complete the shadow mission, and I still have to return to Earth!"
A strong desire to survive, coupled with top-notch physical fitness, allowed Yi Chen to regain the courage to continue fighting. The blood vessels in his temples beat, and his eyes flashed, staring straight at Ai Lan's gesture.
A magical scene appeared. In Yi Chen's eyes, in the blink of an eye, Ai Lan's attack seemed to slow down. He knew in his heart that this was not actually Ai Lan's slowness, but that the reaction speed of his five senses had suddenly become faster.
At the critical moment of life and death, a trace of the ability that is only possible when mysterious energy flows in the body appears.
In just this moment, Yi Chen's body spread out, his abdomen retracted, his spine arched, his steps moved forward, and he moved backwards. In the lightning and fire, it moved an inch.
This is the crucial inch. Based on Yi Chen's perception and calculation, Ai Lan's punch must be an inch away from him, no matter how hard he uses it, whether it's his joints or his fingers.
Sure enough, at the moment when Ai Lan was punching, his five mouths opened, his three fingers came together, and turned into sword movements, sharpening.
However, even when he is old, the sword is still an inch away from Yi Chen's chest.
Yi Chen's current fighting skills have reached the peak of ordinary people. The movement of various joints in the human body has increased and shortened the distance, and he knows it clearly in his heart. What's more, he has now activated a trace of mysterious abilities, and the sensitivity of his five senses exceeds that of ordinary people. No matter how high Ai Lan's combat power is, it is impossible for her to surpass her physical limit, unless she is also a genetic warrior, so she will naturally be inferior.
Ai Lan's beautiful face showed surprise. She never expected that Yi Chen could avoid her fatal blow.
As a saint of the Holy Mother Church, Ailan has a destined responsibility to serve their main god, the Holy Mother of the Universe, Cheng Xin, throughout her life. However, the environment in which Marianism exists makes it impossible for it to eat food and worship God with peace of mind and not care about worldly affairs like other religions.
Marianism is a religion with a gangland nature, and violence is essential. In addition to presiding over some strange rituals of gods and gods, the high priests of the past dynasties also had outstanding combat abilities. They have received secret fighting training since they were saints, and Ai Lan is no exception. Moreover, Ai Lan was extremely talented and even consumed rare foods in order to improve his physical fitness. In the end, like Yi Chen, he achieved an almost perfect body like that of ordinary people.
Therefore, Ai Lan could confidently tell Eva before, letting the other party believe in her abilities.
When masters compete, victory or defeat can only happen in a split second.
Yi Chen, who reversed the unfavorable situation, launched a counterattack. Like a ghostly figure, he stepped forward and attacked Ai Lan's middle goal head-on.
This so-called holy girl from the Holy Mother Church almost killed Yi Chen, which made Yi Chen extremely angry. He didn't care whether the other party was a top beauty or not, or whether his own moves were a bit shameless. He vowed to defeat the other party and let this chick have to
A lesson should be learned.
Ai Lan tried his best to block Yi Chen's attack, but his face was surprisingly reddened, and he cursed secretly: "The evil thief Yi Chen is really shameless!"
Yi Chen's moves never leave Ai Lan's chest and abdomen, which makes the saint Ai Lan, who wants to maintain a pure body all her life, feel embarrassed and anxious, but has no choice but to do anything.
Suddenly, Ai Lan heard a scream from a lifetime, and saw Yi Chen's fist creating a sound barrier in the air, attacking her chest quickly and accurately.
This is the limit of ordinary people's fighting skills. The "Broken Sound Fist" is also a legendary realm that few people have actually witnessed!
Yi Chen himself did not expect that he could do this. He felt that his fist was as fast as lightning, and his wrist was wrapped by a layer of condensed air wall. There was a vacuum behind the penetrated air wall, and there was no obstacle in front of his fist. , you can go straight to Huanglong.
Ai Lan knew that he could not make a head-on collision, so his arms suddenly came forward, sliding out arcs in the path of Yi Chen's fist, weaving a dense palm net, using the palm to move the fist, and using the net to block the fist, allowing the broken The sound fist is entangled and delayed by the palm net, reducing its speed and power, and retreating while striking.
This move was very effective. With the clashing sound of palms and fists, most of Yi Chen's attack was neutralized.
Ai Lan thought he had dodged the blow, and just when he was about to counterattack, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, like a steel needle pricking him, and he couldn't take a breath.
"He obviously didn't hit me, so why did I get hit? How is it possible?"
Ai Lan suddenly stopped. There was a finger-sized, dark gray mark on the clothes on his chest, like a drop of stain. With a slight movement, the dark gray mark was broken into powder, and a little bit of jade-white skin leaked out.
She quickly covered it with her palms to prevent herself from being exposed. At the same time, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if a dagger had been stabbed in her chest. She could not move, and she felt severe pain whenever she moved.
"Haha, Saint Ai Lan, your skin is so good, how do you take care of it!" Yi Chen defeated Ai Lan, causing the opponent to temporarily lose his ability to attack. He deliberately teased her with words and let out a bad breath as Ai Lan almost killed her just now.
"Yi Chen, you are a lecher and a despicable person. How dare you insult me? Today is the day you die!" Ai Lan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed, completely losing his usual cold and indifferent demeanor.
As a saint of Marianism, physical purity is the most important symbol. Therefore, Ai Lan has never worn revealing clothes since she was a child. As for the secret parts of women such as breasts, they can never be seen by any man.
Just now, when Yi Chen's "Broken Sound Fist" was neutralized by Ai Lan's palm net, Yi Chen suddenly flicked the middle finger of his fist in the final stage. Although it could not exceed the speed of sound, it was not far behind. The strong wind brought up by the snap of his fingers hit Ai Lan's chest at the Yutang point.
Therefore, the force of the strong wind instantly softened the clothes and penetrated into the skin, achieving the current effect!
"Humph, Ai Lan, you are very beautiful, but your brain is not very good. If you want to kill me, can you beat me! If it weren't for the fact that you are a woman and I am a good person, it would be up to you You just wanted to kill me, so today I have to kill you!" Yi Chen didn't want to talk to Ai Lan. He also wanted to buy time to deal with the air police, so he immediately pulled out the laser gun from his waist and pointed it at Ai Lan. He said with a half-smile: "You'd better be honest and don't move around, otherwise you scare me, and you, a great beauty, will end up here today!"
Ai Lan's yelling and cursing stopped abruptly when she realized that the black muzzle was pointed at her. She didn't expect that Yi Chen could actually bring the laser handgun to the passenger spaceship. She was really afraid that Yi Chen would kill her with one shot!
"Haha, I'm better behaved now. I like it very much. You also know that the laser hand is very powerful. It seems that the saint is not really stupid and can be saved!" Yi Chen teased Ai Lan as much as possible, making Ai Lan look good. He became a little twisted and explained: "I don't know the Shae you are talking about, and in the Tyrannosaurus Hunting Game, you can kill people at will. These are the rules! You violated the rules of the game by coming to me privately today to seek revenge." . Hehe, since you have committed a foul, you will be punished. I will punish you by staying here for the time being, and stay with me!"
Seeing Yi Chen approaching him as he spoke, Ai Lan tried several times to raise his breath but failed to exert any strength. He still couldn't recover from the damage caused by the force of the strong wind, and felt very anxious. She was really afraid that Yi Chen, a despicable person, would do something even more outrageous.
Qing---coveted her beauty and shouted sternly: "Evil thief, don't come here, get away from me!"
Yi Chen was furious. This incomprehensible woman cursed him at every turn, making him have a bad taste. He deliberately took a deep breath through his nose and said in a frivolous tone: "It smells so good, you are a saint!" with a dirty look.
He suddenly took a quick step forward and reached Ai Lan, reaching out to pull the sleeves of his white clothes. Suddenly, an endless feeling of exhaustion came over him. Not to mention taking off Ai Lan's sleeves, Yi Chen swayed and became unsteady. All of a sudden, every muscle in his body was sore, and his energy was also sluggish.
"I'm a Chacha. Could it be that this little girl Ai Lan plotted against me!"
At the same time, when Yi Chen pulled Ai Lan's sleeve, Ai Lan thought that Yi Chen was going to molest him. He was frightened and angry, with a look of determination on his face and a red light in his eyes.
"Yi Chen! Yi Chen!...Giggle, come on!" A ecstatic female voice suddenly sounded, calling Yi Chen's name one after another.
Yi Chen woke up faintly, looked at everything around him in confusion, and murmured: "Where am I? Am I not in the escape cabin of a passenger spacecraft? Why is this a palace?"
"Your Majesty, what are you making up? I don't understand what you're talking about! But, hey, are there any concubines in the place you mentioned?" A graceful figure, like the legendary flying fairy, Slowly falling from the hall and walking towards Yi Chen.
