Although all the bullets were fired at Zhang Anle's body, they didn't seem to cause any other damage to Zhang Anle except for piercing his clothes.

Jingle bell

Dozens of warheads fell from Zhang Anle's body one by one, and there was a pleasant sound of metal colliding when they fell to the ground.

"Hehe, boy, die!"

Zhang Anle grinned at Ye Ming, and then his expression suddenly became hideous.

Maybe he had already sensed that the reason why he couldn't attack Ye Ming was because of the long knife, so this time he directly dropped the long knife, and his fat arm seemed to suddenly elongate when he stretched out towards Ye Ming.

Seeing this, Ye Ming's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously took a step back.

As if he had seen the picture of the other party's neck broken, Zhang Anle took a step forward, and grabbed his arms towards the middle.

syllable

The palms of the two hands slammed together with a crisp sound.

Zhang Anle was stunned immediately, he didn't catch the other party!

It turned out that Ye Ming directly used the flickering skill to come behind the other party at the moment of Fang Cai, and what Zhang Anle caught just now was just an afterimage.

His hands flipped over, and the dagger in his palm replaced the pistol in an instant.

The cold light flashed, and the two daggers stabbed Zhang Anle's waist fiercely with an indomitable castration.

However, the moment he stabbed the other party, Ye Mingbian sensed that something was wrong.

The touch transmitted by the two hands without tearing the flesh was as if it had stabbed cotton, and it was soft and made him have no place to use his strength.

"Go."

Zhang Anle naturally immediately noticed the abnormality behind him, and while his body was turning, his big hand that had been like a fan had been quickly slapped back.

And his other hand grabbed the long knife that was held back by the loss of Ye Ming's telekinesis, and was ready to put Ye Ming to death with the next knife.

"Fuck your uncle!"

Ye Ming roared loudly, but his feet flew back honestly.

If the opponent's attack falls on him, he will definitely be injured, but he can't break the defense when he hits the opponent, how to let him play this broken game!

The other party didn't know what tricks he used, but he could actually turn the fat on his body into an absolute defensive shield.

However, all the kung fu will have a way to crack it, it just needs him to observe carefully.

Of course, the most important thing at the moment is to get rid of the other party's entanglement first, first take the initiative to distance yourself from the other party, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

The speed of forward is naturally faster than that of backward, and Zhang Anle's speed is much faster than Ye Ming.

After three or two steps, the distance between the two of them quickly narrowed, Zhang Anle played a knife trick with the long knife in his hand, and then turned his body and drove the long knife to slash at Ye Ming from the diagonal upward.

It was an attempt to cut Ye Ming in half with a single knife.

Joint!

Seeing the long knife getting closer and closer, Ye Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, human joints are structurally structured, so fat doesn't usually accumulate in the joints.

Then just aim at the joint attack and you're good to go!

Ye Ming, who had found a way to deal with it, smiled evilly, and then did not retreat but approached, and in the blink of an eye, he directly threw himself into Zhang Anle's arms.

When

Bang bang

In the close combat, the long knife has become a burden, so Zhang Anle chose to abandon the knife as soon as possible, but directly started hand-to-hand combat with Ye Ming.

The fists and knees of the two were on each other's bodies, and you went back and forth, and it was not lively for a while.

However, Ye Ming was a little uncomfortable at this time, the reason was that the dead fat man on the other side was too flexible, as if he had already known that he had seen through the other party's flaws, so whenever he was about to succeed, the other party would always "dangerously and dangerously" avoid Ye Ming's attack, and then immediately return the color.

"Hey, hey, these two are having a pretty lively fight, but they seem to have forgotten that there is another one who didn't participate in the war."

Qi Chen stretched his waist on the side, watching the two people in the battlefield coming and going, his hands couldn't help but itch.

At present, it seems that Xiao Ye is downwind, but that guy has a very thick skin, and it seems to have a special ability of "eating to recover from injuries".

But Xiao Yezi can forget his existence, but Zhang Anle is also a bit too much to devote himself to the battle.

What's wrong? Does he look so weak? This is nothing short of contempt for him!

Qi Chen grinned, tapped his toes a few times, and approached the battle group without making a sound.

Qi has a special technique that allows the user to approach the target without making the slightest sound, and will make the enemy "ignore" or almost ignore the user in terms of senses.

And this technique has been integrated into the bones for the children of the Qi family, so Qi Chen's approach to Zhang Anle really didn't find it.

When he was only three meters away from the battle group, Qi Chen licked his lips, saw an opportunity and stomped under his feet, and then shook his arms, and many translucent and light silk threads instantly drilled out of his sleeves.

hiss

Hearing a slight hiss suddenly coming from behind him, Zhang Anle's movements couldn't help but stagnate.

That Qi disciple finally couldn't help but do it?

However, even if the opponent is increased to two people, he is not a weak chicken that can be easily taken down.

Zhang Anle's eyes suddenly widened, and then his body turned sideways, and his big fan-like hand was illusory in front of Ye Ming, but the long knife in his hand suddenly turned around in mid-air and stabbed in the direction where Qi Chen came behind him.

"Good time!"

Qi Chen yelled excitedly.

At the same time, his left arm flung violently towards the long knife, and countless silk threads were like arm messengers, which quickly wrapped around the long knife as it was handed over.

Zhang Anle secretly screamed in his heart: "Not good! Half of his attack moves are on the long knife in his hand, and if the back of the knife is broken, then his attack will be much weaker.

However, at this time, he realized that it was already a little late, and Qi Chen controlled the nanofiber and directly rolled the blade of the long knife.

After that, Qi Chen and Zhang Anle went back to the side almost at the same time.

chirping

The piercing sound of metal grinding disappeared in the blink of an eye, and at this time, the long knife in Zhang Anle's hand had lost half of its blade, and there were countless slender strips of iron wire on the ground

Zhang Anle took two steps back, his mouth slightly wide, he didn't expect that his indestructible long knife would last less than a second under the entanglement of the opponent's nanofibers.

However, before he could continue to sigh, there was a sudden chill on his waist.

It turned out that Ye Ming took advantage of such a skill to put a strange-looking gun on Zhang Anle's waist.

"Don't you have a long memory!"

Zhang Anlening turned around with a smile, and said in his heart that the young man behind him was not a fool, didn't he try it with a bullet?

As far as the kung fu of his body protection is concerned, as long as it is not a large-caliber sniper rifle, he can completely ignore ordinary bullets, so he is not worried that the gun on his waist will pose a threat to him at all.

And at this moment, Ye Ming also pulled the trigger with a cruel smile.

Zizi

(End of chapter)