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Chapter 169: Purgatory on Earth
Seeing Han Zhenyang falling from the sky, the bald head subconsciously looked back at the second floor: Where are my subordinates?

His subordinates were all there, not a few of them, but they were all turned into corpses, scattered all over the place, splashes of blood were gurgling down from the second floor, the whole small building had become a purgatory, Yin Hong His blood seemed to turn the sky blood red.

How could it be so fast!
How many seconds?It's not so easy to kill a pig, is it?What's more, there are more than a dozen well-armed capable killers!
The bald head was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "Everyone has been deceived by you, your strength is definitely more than what you have shown."

Han Zhenyang sneered, "It's good to know, now, please go to hell."

"Can't we discuss it?" The bald head actually patted the dust on his body and asked seriously.

"What do you think?" Han Zhenyang asked indifferently, and then he stopped dawdling and slashed with his knife. He didn't want to procrastinate any longer. For some reason, he always felt that someone was watching him, but he didn't know where that person was. After all, The detection range of his aura is limited, so he intends to make a quick decision and use conventional means as much as possible to end the battle.

Even so, with his super physical fitness, no one can stop him with such a knife.

But it was this seemingly infallible knife, but it was cut in the air. The bald head stepped aside at the moment, let out a roar, and then looked at Han Zhenyang proudly, "Do you think this is over? It's too simple."

Han Zhenyang looked up and down the bald head's eyes, and said sarcastically: "Yes, I didn't expect your skills to be good. I was really deceived by your timid appearance just now."

"That's a disguise!" The bald head yelled angrily, pulled out two daggers from both sides of his thighs with his backhand, held them righteously and waved them twice, and stared at Han Zhenyang like a cat catching a mouse: "Today, let's have a good time!" Let's play with you," he said to his subordinates who rushed in from the door: "Surround him, don't let him run away."

Han Zhenyang swipe a sword flower, and asked with a sneer: "Are you so confident that you can defeat me?"

The bald head curled his lips in disdain, "Do you think it's awesome to kill a few gunmen who don't know how to fight? I can do it too, and I can do it better than you, so prepare to die—" As soon as the words fell, He jumped at Han Zhenyang, and the dagger in his hand went straight to Han Zhenyang's chest and lower abdomen. His moves were fierce and sharp, his movements were fast and fierce, and his strength was not small.

Sure enough, there is proud capital, but it is not enough!
Han Zhenyang didn't even make any moves to store up his strength, and he just slashed at the bald forehead with his backhand.

When the bald head saw this, his heart skipped a beat: Isn't this a trick I used often in the past?Oppress the opponent with a desperate momentum, so that the opponent is restrained everywhere until he loses.Want to use my moves to deal with me, hmph, I will not be fooled, whoever gets scared first will lose.

But when he met Han Zhenyang's indifferent eyes, he suddenly felt a jump in his heart and realized something was wrong. The Han Zhenyang in front of him was no ordinary opponent. Life for life.

Moreover, if he fought hard like this, his dagger might be able to stab Han Zhenyang, but Han Zhenyang's long knife would definitely split his head in half first.

Thinking of this, he was instantly terrified, and hastily retreated. At the same time, he used the dagger to block Han Zhenyang's slash.

"Ding--"

The clashing sound of long knives and daggers was clear and melodious.

But the bald head was terrified for a moment, because he used two daggers to parry Han Zhenyang's one-handed long knife. He thought that blocking this knife would be a sure thing, and he had even considered how to counterattack the next move after blocking it.

But when he tried to parry, he felt that what he slashed was not a Tang Zhidao swung with one hand, but Guan Erye's heavy Qinglong Yanyue Dao. It is more appropriate to describe it as "inhuman strength", because at the moment of parrying, his wrist snapped in response, and it was unexpectedly broken by Han Zhenyang's ordinary knife.

The right hand that was not broken was also sore and sore from the shock, and it was almost impossible to hold the dagger.If it wasn't for his slow reaction, he would have been cut in half by that knife.

The bald head never imagined that a person could have such a powerful force. He looked at Han Zhenyang tremblingly while clutching his wrist, and suddenly knelt down, "Don't kill me--" But at the moment of kneeling, a pencil length The crossbow arrow shot out from his wrist guard and went straight to Han Zhenyang's chest. It was his life-saving stunt. I don't know how many people died under this trick.

That is not an ordinary crossbow, it is very sharp, within a range of five meters, it can penetrate a two-centimeter-thick wooden board, and the crossbow is coated with cyanide, even if it only pierces the skin, it can poison the opponent in a short time state, it will be fatal in less than 1 minute.

Looking at the crossbow arrow musk Han Zhenyang's chest, the bald head laughed triumphantly, but his laughter was interrupted again, as if a big hand suddenly strangled his throat, because he saw the spurting crossbow arrow , was caught in Han Zhenyang's hands lightly.

Hold it in your hand!

This is a crossbow bolt!

Although the initial velocity of the crossbow is not as fast as that of the bullet, it still exceeds 100 m/s, which is definitely beyond the reaction speed of human beings. Not to mention that the body movements can't keep up, even the eyes can't keep up with the speed of the crossbow.

If you can't even see it, how can you catch it?

What's more, this is a crossbow bolt shot out within two meters, and its power is strong. How can it be caught as easily as a fly?

With this ability, you can catch bullets soon, right?

Is that human being?
The bald-headed trick fell out, and he was full of confidence every time, but every time he was beaten to pieces, and each time he was more shocked and more bizarre than the last.

Seeing Han Zhenyang's relaxed expression when he was pinching the crossbow, the bald head swallowed quietly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said in horror: "You, you have supernatural powers!" Before the words fell, he turned around and ran. According to the rumors in the book, all the high-level people are capable people and strangers, with magical abilities, which are similar to the legendary abilities.

He didn't take it seriously before, but now, he believes it!

In front of this kind of person, what else can he do but run away?
When Han Zhenyang heard the bald head's words, he was also stunned, then narrowed his eyes, caught up with the bald head, kicked him over, squatted down on his back, and whispered in his ear: "You know too much!" too much--"

While speaking, he pointed the crossbow arrow at the bald head's neck, and lightly scratched the aorta.

It was just a cut of the skin, but the bald head was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits, and immediately begged for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me, I, I will tell you everything I know, please..."

At this moment, there was a gunshot from the mountain, and a bullet went straight to the bald head's forehead.

(End of this chapter)