The commissioners who were trapped in the reception room and the dignitaries of the Suez Canal Company glanced at each other, and the guards protecting them suddenly burst out, the most terrifying thing was the two arrows shot from a tricky angle, the urgency of the attack, the fierceness of the arrows, so that Chen Ang's heart suddenly rose a sense of vigilance, his right hand pressed on his waist, one side was oblique and horizontal like a fan, and the translucent silver light fan with a radius of a sword was fleeting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Split the two arrows in half from the middle, castration is exhausted, and they fall to the ground.

At this time, the silver sword light in mid-air dissipated, and the British saw clearly that the weapon held in Chen Ang's right hand was a soft sword with excellent elasticity and could even be wrapped around the waist, the sword light was as clear as water, the sword body was tough, and it was straight and bright in Chen Ang's hand, and no one could imagine that this sword was wrapped around Chen Ang's waist with a relatively large curvature just now.

"English longbowmen!" Chen Ang looked at the two British soldiers behind the commissioner, the purple shirt longbow in their hands revealed their identities, this kind of upper body is extremely strong, the chest and back bones are deformed, it is difficult not to remind people of the British longbowmen who resisted the invasion before the British Industrial Revolution, and terrified the invading army of the European continent.

It's just that Chen Ang didn't expect that this ancient branch of arms would still be retained by the British in today's era of developed thermal weapons.

At this time, the two British soldiers who rushed out of the reception room had already arrived in front of Chen Ang, although they were wearing British military uniforms, but the yellow skin color and the distinctive characteristics of the highland race all showed that these soldiers were not British, and the strange weapons in their hands like dog's legs showed their identity, and these armed Nepalese scimitars were the Gurkha warriors who had dealt a huge blow to the British army.

After the British conquest of the Gurkhas, these Gurkha hired a large number of warlike Gurkha warriors to participate in the suppression of Indian uprisings against colonial rule. The Gurkha warriors were disciplined and brave in battle, and the highland people made them strong, and their belief in Hinduism and ascetic rituals gave them a strong will to endure suffering.

Two dog-legged scimitars mercilessly slashed at Chen Ang's vital point, these Gurkha warriors were extremely tolerant of pain, almost slow to respond to pain, they were skilled in martial arts, and most importantly, they were not afraid of death, and were often willing to die with their lives, these two Gurkha were the best of the British army.

After some Hindu mystical rituals, they are proficient in yoga, their bodies are extremely agile, and their strength is infinite, and their positive strength is not under the blood clan with titles, of course, if the two sides fight hard, the final victory is still the blood clan, just because the blood clan has the ability to recover from almost immortality.

And the Gurkha warriors were still human.

The long sword in Chen Ang's hand bent slightly under his strength, the sword body drew a curve, accumulating elastic power potential energy, and the tip of the sword shook with the bending of the sword body, in Chen Ang's hand, this extremely difficult weapon to use, flexible as a vicious poisonous snake, just when Chen Ang took a step forward, he cut a deep scar on the wrist of the two Gurkha warriors.

The dogleg knife could no longer grasp the castration and came out of the hands of the Gurkha warriors.

The sword light flashed again, and the faces of the two were scratched by the tip of the sword, and the scar swept through the eyes of the two people, cutting the eyeballs protected by the eyelids in half.

"Ahh The Gurkha warriors gritted their teeth and endured the sharp pain in their eyes, they still wanted to fight again, but Chen Ang had already swept past them, and the blood clan following behind them quickly dragged the two who lost their vision down, at this time, Chen Ang was only five steps away from the British commissioner, he stepped with his sword, and the long sword in his hand was drawn out like a green dragon in his sleeve, and he stabbed to death a British soldier who came up to stop him.

A black-clothed priest next to the British commissioner pressed one hand on the Bible, and read the Latin verse in his mouth urgently, he put the cross on the front of Chen Ang, made of gold, the cross inlaid with precious stones, emitted a brilliant holy light, the blood clan behind Chen Ang snorted, and the skin exposed to the holy light seemed to be burned, and large pieces fell off and scorched.

Three other barefoot black soldiers rushed up quickly, these Maasai hired by the British from the most warlike tribes in Africa were tall and unusually athletic, their spears were unusually flexible, and the three of them cooperated with each other, or divided or combined, some lured the enemy, some resisted, the three of them were as if they were one body, three heads and six arms, it was difficult to parry.

If it was the Blood Clan standing here, then when it was attacked by the Holy Light, it was suddenly attacked by these three people, and even if Hong Fan came, he would suffer a big loss.

It's a pity that it's not Hong Fan who is standing here.

Chen Ang's left hand stretched down, a silver P229 pistol in his sleeve fell into his palm, and the long sword in his right hand trembled like a flower with the shaking of his wrist, but it was implicitly fierce, and he could always stab into the enemy's vital point in a calm manner, and at the same time, his left hand shot again and again, calmly killing the two longbowmen who were faintly threatening.

He strode non-stop, killing gods along the way, leaving corpses everywhere until he came to the British commissioner.

At this time, the blood clan in the rear who was blinded by the holy light had also returned to normal, they absorbed the blood lost by the dead people around them, and soon recovered, and several people had already followed Chen Ang to kill them, the black-clothed priest was still waiting to resist, and the cross in his hand was pregnant with a fierce counterattack, and Chen Ang cut his neck.

The neck blood touched the body of a black-clothed blood clan behind Chen Ang, making him furious, roaring, and pounced into the center of the reception room, the face of the important member of the Suez Company in the middle changed greatly, and he shot again and again to try to stop it, but his speed was like the wind, and in an instant, he bullied several people, grabbed the necks of two of them, and the nails with blood energy had pierced into their arteries.

The British commissioner saw that Chen Ang was already standing opposite him, and hurriedly shouted: "You can't kill me, I am the hereditary baron of Great Britain, kill me, even if you are a blood clan, you will be in big trouble, as long as you can let me go, I will inform all the opportunities related to the empire!" ”

Chen Ang's face was just pale: "No need, we will take it ourselves!" ”

He stepped aside, and a Baron of the Blood, who followed him, looked up from his hood, and his pale face gave him a peculiar evil aura, but the British commissioner, apparently recognizing him, cried out in horror, and he screamed like a little girl: "Wingate! Former Commissioner to Egypt Wingate! ”

His voice was both frightened and a hint of surprise, since Wingate was transformed into a blood clan, then it proved his fate, about the same, although the transformation into a blood clan lost a lot of power and interests, but at least one life was left, and he could enjoy eternal life.

So when Wingate bit his throat, he didn't mean to resist.

Soon the commissioner was reduced to a dried corpse and thrown to the ground like garbage by Wingate, who knelt on the ground and reported: "Master, I have read his memory and know the plans of the British side. ”

Chen Ang said calmly: "The relevant information was submitted to the intelligence team, and now we are going straight to Huanglong!" ”