Romance of Gods

Chapter 220 Rusty ()

The door opened, and the few people who had been blocking the door fell to the ground in a state of disgrace, their faces covered in dust and blood.

There were men and women among them, and judging by their attire, they must be servants and maids in the mansion.

Chen Yan crossed the threshold, and from the bedroom on the other side, which was blocked by a rolling curtain, he heard the cry of a baby and the nervous breathing of a woman.

He was about to go over to check what was going on, but several people on the ground immediately stood up and stepped forward to stop him, "Don't even think about hurting my wife!"

Cao Chunhua and the other three came in, holding weapons in front of them to stop them, "Say! Did anyone come in just now?"

Chen Yan ignored it and stepped forward, raised the gun and raised the curtain. He saw a bloodless woman in brocade robe, holding a child in her arms, looking at the visitor in horror.

"No... no one has come in. We just saw people killing people outside, so we blocked the door."

This Ao San slaughtered all the strangers in Xikuoyuan, why did he only let them go?

Chen Yan shouted softly: "Search!"

After hearing the sound, several people began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, and searched the two rooms thoroughly, but could not find any trace of Ao San.

Lou Huowang said in a deep voice: "Is it to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

They left the house and came to the roof. The four people on guard did not notice anything unusual around them.

"Has Ao San already left the Zhenfu Division? Now he is just spreading suspicion to delay time so that he can mobilize manpower to surround us?"

Chen Yan looked around and suddenly saw a person standing on the ridge of the roof twenty or thirty feet away, looking at them calmly.

"You guys stay here first."

After saying that, he kicked off his legs and chased after the figure.

The man just stood there, motionless.

When he was about to approach, Chen Yan was startled. The man's attire looked like the Taoist priest who died in Xiyuan in the early morning.

Suddenly, the figure's body fluctuated. Chen Yan stabbed with his spear, and the spear tip penetrated the man's body without any obstruction.

In an instant, the Taoist priest's body disappeared, leaving only a whisk hanging on the treetops covering the roof.

"A cover-up."

Chen Yan held the fly whisk and broke it into pieces. At the same time, a fierce battle sound suddenly came from behind him.

He looked back and saw that there were seven people standing on the ridge of the roof. Now there were only stumps and broken arms. Dark red blood was dripping down the eaves, dripping and dripping, forming several long lines like bead curtains.

Chen Yan suppressed the strong emotions in his heart, calmed himself down, and quickly turned back.

He passed by several large houses and returned to the original place, only to see a large hole broken in the middle of the roof.

Looking down, I saw that all the previous servants were dead, their hearts and lungs had been torn out, and their deaths were horrific.

Chen Yan jumped down, and in just a moment, the situation changed drastically.

Suddenly, the harsh crying sounded in the bedroom again.

Chen Yan tiptoed through the roller blinds. The woman was lying on the ground with her eyes closed. Only a baby was left squatting on the spot, crying loudly.

Where have Cao Chunhua and the others gone? Are they all dead?

Then Ao San must have been hiding in the house just now, why couldn't he be found after a search.

Chen Yan looked a little uneasy. Suddenly, his face darkened, his spear shook, a green circle appeared in the air, and then he stabbed the baby boldly.

The baby, who was just one month old, remained indifferent to the life-threatening tactics and just kept crying.

When the tip of the spear was about to pierce his body, Chen Yan turned around and swung the spear. With a clang, the tip of the spear hit a short figure.

Chen Yan's eyes were stern. A baby was floating in the air, holding the gun under his arm, and looking at Chen Yan with a playful look.

This look is mature, ruthless, and shrewd. Chen Yan is very familiar with it. This look clearly belongs to Ao San!

Ao San turned into a baby!

Chen Yan suddenly realized that this was the case.

Previously, Ao San killed everyone in the courtyard and hid the woman's child, replacing him with himself.

He threatened the child's life and asked others to perform a play with him to help him hide his whereabouts.

After his group fell into the trap, he suddenly attacked and caught himself off guard.

After figuring this out, Chen Yan quickly looked at the current Ao San. Apart from his expression, his other features were no different from ordinary people.

He exerted force with his palm, and ferocious blood and fire spurted out from the tip of the spear, instantly covering Ao San's body.

The short figure struggled in the flames, letting out childish and wild laughter, revealing an evil nature that chilled the bones.

"Brother Chen! Your brain is indeed much better than others! But that's the end of it!

I, Ao San, have now attained immortality, and my martial arts realm has reached another level. Just by you, you are still no match for me!

It's a pity, it's a pity. If only you were more stupid, you could happily enjoy the glory and wealth with me, and no matter how stupid you were, you would have lived a happy life! "

As he was talking, the figure in the fire expanded rapidly, becoming taller and larger. In the blink of an eye, a young man in his early twenties with a sinister and handsome face emerged from the fire.

At the same time, a huge force burst out of his body, blood and fire flew in all directions, and Chen Yan fell back again and again.

"Yes, you gods from the heavens are indeed a great tonic that is hard to find in thousands of miles. You have gained hundreds of years of life. It is like an enlightenment. I have understood the secret of the soul and the body."

The young man grinned and stabbed out several arms from his chest. He first took out a black brocade robe and put it on, and then stuffed the old cigarette stick into his mouth.

He used his smoking pot to catch a flying spark, and as the smoke rose, he started smoking, grinning triumphantly.

Ao San, Ao San in his youth.

Ao San smiled and secretly said that the overall situation has been decided.

Song Tian had indeed fallen into his poisonous hands.

After getting rid of the puppet that lured the snake out of the hole, he went straight to Leng Palace without thinking. After capturing Song Tian, ​​he rushed to Beizhen Fusi, knocked him unconscious and threw him into the well.

But he didn't expect that Chen Yan and others would catch up so quickly.

So he used a trick to hide the woman's children in his belly, and then forced them to cover for him. When Chen Yan and others relaxed their vigilance, they began to defeat them one by one.

After a few words, Chen Yan raised his foot and lifted a table. The huge black shadow rushed forward quickly and hit Ao San head-on.

An arm blasted out from Ao San's chest. Before his fist came into contact with the table, the cold wind ripped the table into pieces with a crack.

But Chen Yan's figure had already charged forward brazenly, his big spear like a dragon piercing Ao San's eyebrows.

Two arms quickly poked out from under Ao San's sides, one after the other, grabbing the gun barrel and pulling back alternately, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.

Chen Yan made a quick decision, let go of the spear, relied on the inertia of his feet to generate wind, and sprinted towards Ao San at an incredible speed, giving him a low kick straight into his calf.

"If you want to play short with me, you're still too young!"

Ao San sneered disdainfully and threw the stolen spear far away with a clang.

The six muscular arms pierced out from the body all condensed into claws and were blocked in front of the body in different directions, with a posture like a wolf or a tiger.

Chen Yan's eyebrows darkened slightly, and he secretly said, "Capture with ancient methods." Ordinary grappling masters can trap their enemies with just two hands, let alone six.

When facing the grappling technique, you must not open or close your moves widely. You must make your limbs and torso connect into a tight spring, otherwise it will be very easy for the opponent to seize the flaw and attack with one blow.

Raging flames swept out from under the heavy armor, and the temperature in the room instantly rose.

Facing the menacing Chen Yan, Ao San remained as motionless as a clock, smoking his pipe.

When the calf was about to be shoveled, the muscles and bones that were ready to attack suddenly tensed, the torso was bent into an arch, the calf was stretched out, and the arch of the foot was like a fishhook, trying to catch Chen Yan's ankle.

At the same time, he targeted Chen Yan's leg sockets, and used two palms as thick as eagle claws to grab straight down, while the remaining four big palms attacked his shoulders and lower abdomen respectively.

Sharp gusts of wind roared from his fingertips. Even if the two-foot-thick steel plate was hit by this blow, it would probably be penetrated.

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly changed his moves, raised his feet up, like kicking a shuttlecock, kicked twice, accurately hit Ao San's wave edge, and at the same time hit Ao San's face with a swift straight punch Door.

Ao San's kicked arm rolled up into a python, and pressed up against Chen Yanfei's wrist. At the same time, his body was ready to press down quickly.

Hold your chest and cut your wrists!

A simple but extremely ferocious parry method, where you catch the enemy's wrist beforehand, and use the momentum of the enemy's attack and the inertia of your own squat to make the enemy kneel and die, achieving the effect of instantly defeating the enemy.

At the same time, just a few "pops" were heard, and the other four palms pressed against the hot heavy armor, fixing Chen Yan's body like steel bars, not giving him any chance to escape.

Chen Yan's mind was racing, and his punch was faster. Before Ao San grabbed his wrist, his punch had already smashed into his face.

Ao San was still calm. When the rope was broken, he suddenly bit the cigarette holder and blew. With a puff, billowing soot spewed out from the smoke pot, turning the flames flying around into several black and red evil dragons, roaring. Then he bit Chen Yan away.

Chen Yan's hair was immediately ignited, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell, and a layer of fire bubbles appeared on his skin.

From the cloud!

Thunder!

The moment the injury was repaired by Shan Xingshen, Chen Yan's speed suddenly increased like a landslide, which caught people off guard.

A fist compressed the flame into a ripple shape, and it was already in front of Ao San's nose.

His raised hand could barely grasp the enemy's arm, and the hot fist force had already hit his face.

Ao San's face was smashed to the point of deformation. Four big hands were raised quickly and then slammed down. The huge force passed through the heavy armor and was exerted on Chen Yan's bones at the same time.

The force endured by the heavy armor reached the threshold, and flames exploded, hitting Ao San's body together with Chen Yan's fist strength.

In an instant, the two separated and retreated at the same time.

Although the heavy armor countered most of Ao San's strength, the remaining strength still made Chen Yan's stomach churn, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Although Ao Sanye's face was knocked out of shape by a punch, it returned to its original shape like rubber in the blink of an eye.

"It's not bad. If you were able to fight me to a draw with me in one round, you deserved to die."

Chen Yan remained silent. This was the first time he and Ao San had a head-to-head confrontation.

Although it was only three punches and two kicks, he concluded that this was the most terrifying opponent he had ever encountered in this world.

Suddenly, Ao San pushed forward with several palms, and an invisible thick long wall moved straight towards Chen Yan, destroying everything along the way.

Layers of floor tiles were lifted up like plows, roof beams were broken, and they fell with a crash.

If you touch this long wall, you will either die or be disabled.

"Roar!"

The beautiful tiger jumped out from behind Chen Yan, extended its claws, and charged towards the long wall without fear of death.

Ao San snorted, "If you use this against me, you really have no trump card."

The moment the tiger collided with the long wall, the cracking sound of the earth shaking and the mountains was heard at the same time. The spacious house was as fragile as a cardboard box in the wind, swaying back and forth.

Wrapped in the air current, there are tornado-shaped narrow whirlpools made of masonry waste in all directions, crisscrossing each other and full of powerful destructive power.

All the furniture and furnishings turned into light garbage, flying up and down in the air.

Ao San jumped up and down, swimming quickly among the whirlpools, trying to find traces of Chen Yan.

Suddenly, a strong killing intent came from behind him.

When he suddenly looked back, he saw Chen Yan appearing behind him, holding a lamp with golden flames in his hand.

"You...you are so ambitious! If you keep this thing on your body, you must have had murderous intentions towards me!"

Ao San looked frightened, his steps suddenly staggered, and his body was swayed from side to side by the whirlpool.

This lamp is exactly what Ao Santai's light soul held when he was in Panchang Cave in Yuzhou.

Chen Yan had always been afraid of Ao San, so he put away the lamp when he left Panchang Cave.

Then before Ao San came back to life, he picked out his fetal light soul and lit the lamp again, thinking that it could be used as a check and balance when the two turned against each other in the future.

Now it seems that this thing still has some effect.

Chen Yan grabbed the green gun that was blown up by the strong wind and walked towards Ao San.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

Ao San raised his hands to cover his face, not daring to look directly at the light, and was forced to back away.

"Come die!"

Chen Yan's face was ferocious, and he stabbed with his spear without leaving any room for error.

At the same time, a sudden change occurred. Ao San turned his head suddenly, rushed towards him with teeth and claws, and sneered: "Do you think I'm really scared? I was just trying to show you that I was caught." Now that I have the leverage, how can you rest assured to cooperate with me if this is not the case! I have died several times, how can I be afraid of a broken lamp!"

Chen Yan remained unmoved, "Only you know whether you're afraid or not!"

"what!"

Ao San shouted loudly, raised his hand and knocked the spear together, and pushed the gun away with great force. Several arms were like octopus arms and legs, and they were clasped on the heavy armor.

Chen Yan held the lamp and pushed it forward. The moment the seemingly weak flame touched Ao San's body, it opened his flesh and bones like burning paper.

At the same time, Ao San seemed to have several mowers installed in his body, cutting Chen Yan's palm without any blind spots, and firework-shaped blood spurted out from his chest.

Suddenly, Chen Yan touched a hard object, quickly put down the lamp, covered the hard object with his hand, and put it into his personal space.

The Seal of the Four Wars is in hand.

But as soon as the lamp fell, the power to restrain Ao San disappeared. With a click, Chen Yan's forearm was shattered, and blood like a bursting embankment burst out from in front of the two of them at the same time.

Chen Yan cut off his arm to survive, turned around and ran away.

Ao San was frozen in place, his expression extremely painful, and he watched Chen Yan quickly move away from him.

(End of this chapter)