Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 158 On the Road to the Underworld, Think Again!
Chen Zhan wrapped his swords around his hands, twisted his body by using his waist and abdomen to move the swords out to the sides at the same time, his left sword making a horizontal slash and his right sword making a vertical cleave.

The two swords, one above and one below, form a variation of the "Splitting Flowers and Intertwined Shadows" attack, with the wind from the blades accompanied by the sound of them cutting through the air.

He unleashed his full power, his blade flashing, and in an instant, he took more than a dozen steps, severing heads with his blade and drinking with his flesh, his figure darting about.

"Pfft~ Pfft~! Pfft~!"

The sounds of flesh being ripped apart were deafening; Chen Zhan had descended into a frenzied killing spree.

It was as if they were dancing in a rain of blood, blooming amidst carnage.

He sped up, and the remaining three gunmen couldn't lock onto his position. They fired several shots, all hitting the Japanese samurai.

The Black Dragon Society didn't have many warriors; they only brought about a hundred men, and a third of them were killed in the explosion.

After he slaughtered them for a while, only a few were left.

However, Tanaka Taro had already joined up with the Japanese soldiers. Several of the Japanese soldiers' vehicles were destroyed, and they suffered heavy casualties, but about half of them, around two hundred, remained.

These people have no martial arts skills, but they don't need them either.

With Chen Zhan's killing, only a few Black Dragon Society members remained.

Tanaka Taro immediately ordered a volley.

"Ignore everything! Just fire!!"

More than a hundred meters away, amidst the ruins of broken walls, two hundred Japanese soldiers fired a volley!
"Slap~ slap~ slap~ slap!!"

Bullets rained down upon them, making even Chen Zhan's scalp tingle.
With this kind of firepower, on flat plains without any cover, even a piece of diamond meteorite would be riddled with holes.

Several warriors who were still alive in front of him were instantly riddled with holes, and sunlight shone through their bodies, casting images of holes on the ground.

Chen Zhan spun around, his left toe grinding the ground, and burst into his fastest speed, transforming into a tiger descending the mountain and pouncing!
It flew across the sky at a distance of twenty meters.

He had been hit by several bullets and was now on the right side of the half-collapsed izakaya, a two-story building, half of which had collapsed and the other half was teetering on the brink of collapse.

Chen Zhan crawled inside, while Tanaka Taro had already finished reloading and ordered another salvo.

In Japanese architecture, stone is not used much; wood is more commonly used.

He couldn't withstand the barrage of bullets, but fortunately, Chen Zhan didn't stop. The muscles and bones at the bullet-shot sites on his body twitched as several bullets fell to the ground.

He looked disheveled, but he was actually not seriously injured.

With divine intent locked onto Tanaka Taro, his mind instantly simulated the distance between the two, which was about 150 meters in a straight line. However, due to the explosion, the street and shops on both sides were too damaged, the road was rugged, and there were ruins.

As Tanaka Taro watched Chen Zhan plunge into the crumbling izakaya, a volley of bullets rained down, and the building collapsed with a deafening roar.

"Boom~"

But Chen Zhan was nowhere to be seen.

"Cum again!"

“Pah pah pah pah!~”

It smashed through a large area of ​​ruins, "Bang!"

A loud impact!
Another house collapsed.

But the house wasn't riddled with bullets. While Tanaka Taro and the Japanese soldiers were still stunned, "Boom! Boom!"

A continuous stream of sounds emanated from the ruins, and continued to extend toward them.

"He's in the ruins! He's getting closer!"

Tanaka Taro instantly understood Chen Zhan's intention: using the collapsed and partially collapsed ruins as cover, he extended his reach all the way to his side.

"Keep firing!"

"Sir, you should leave first. It's too dangerous here," Toyama Mitsuru advised from the side.

Chen Zhan is terrifying. Rumor has it that bullets can't hit him, and even if they do, it's useless. I thought it was a bit exaggerated before, but now it seems that it's not exaggerated at all, and even more so.

Hundreds of bullets were unleashed, several sharpshooters lurked in the shadows, and hundreds of warriors engaged in fierce combat.

They can't kill them.

This is no longer human. Touyama Mitsuru really wanted to capture Chen Zhan, dissect and experiment on him, and study him, so that he might be able to extend his lifespan again.

But that was clearly impossible. Right now, Chen Zhan appeared to be alone, but he gave the feeling of being surrounded by someone.

"Keep shooting, dead or alive, no matter what! Whoever kills him will be the bravest soldier of the Great Japanese Empire."

A few engineers managed to clear a small section of road, enough for off-road vehicles to slowly pass through the ruins.

The blast radius wasn't very large; it only covered this one street, about two or three hundred meters long, after which there was a flat road.

Tanaka Taro got into the car, still unaware of the situation at headquarters, and felt somewhat worried.

As soon as he got on the vehicle, Chen Zhan rushed out of the ruins, smashed through several houses, and charged into the midst of the Japanese soldiers without stopping.

We got closer.

A rifle with a bayonet is no different from a fire poker.

Twin swords in hand!

With the blade hanging diagonally at your side and pressed against your forearm, this is the "sinking blade stance" for starting the attack. This posture saves energy and allows for the fastest strike.

The first Japanese soldier charged forward with a rifle. He stepped forward with his left foot, twisted his waist and hips sharply to the right, and used the power of his waist to slash down with his right hand. The blade cut vertically towards the opponent's shoulder and neck. The power came from his feet, passed through his waist and arm, and the speed of the blade was so fast that only a cold flash remained.

With a "thud," the blade cleaved through the collarbone and neck, and the Japanese soldier fell straight to the ground without even uttering a sound.

With bayonets on both sides, attacking from the front and back, Chen Zhan shifted his body to the side, the blade grazing the neck of the soldier behind him. The force of the "horizontal slash and neck cut" was concentrated at the tip of the blade, the cut was clean and sharp. Blood spurted out from between the fingers as the soldier clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

Feeling the nicks and tremors on the blades, I knew these two samurai swords were doomed.

Two hundred people were too many. Even if Chen Zhan killed them all with one sword, it would still take several minutes. But by then, Tanaka Taro had already arrived at the headquarters.

Antelope hanging horns!

He spun around and dodged two more special bullets.

Those three sharpshooters were not only excellent marksmen, but also even better at concealing their tracks. They had just killed one of them and were about to rush over and take out all three, but the three quickly changed positions and remained motionless in the ruins.

They waited until Chen Zhan engaged in combat with others before firing their guns.

Chen Zhan had to focus most of his attention on the three men, otherwise, the volley of a hundred shots would not have hit him at all.

At that distance, the instant he raised his gun, Chen Zhan had already lunged dozens of meters away.

With his current burst of power, taking a leap of twenty meters is nothing special; at his limit, he could go even faster, though he hasn't tried it yet. The densely packed crowd is impossible to kill completely. Just as Tanaka Taro's car had driven out of the ruins, the katana in his hand snapped completely.

With a determined heart, Chen Zhan unleashed a torrent of qi and blood from his dantian, causing his arms to grow as thick as his legs.

He was already a two-meter-tall iron tower giant, and he grew even stronger and taller.

Giant Spirit God!
Standing half a head taller than these short Japanese men, he now appeared as a giant god in black robes and a mask.

He unleashed his inner energy, his dragon bone connecting segment by segment. Starting from the coccyx, he layered his strength more than twenty times, and with a single palm strike, two Japanese soldiers in front of him were instantly sent flying by the force, knocking over more than a dozen people behind him.

An opening was revealed.

The fragrant elephant crosses the river!

Just as Chen Zhan was about to take a step, the three gunmen's auras, as sharp as vipers, locked onto him.
For some reason, they didn't fire.

The stabbing killing intent, the feeling of being targeted by a gun barrel, disappeared.

Someone can help!

Chen Zhan instantly realized the reason: someone must have intervened to help; otherwise, the three of them would have fired their guns given the opportunity.

However, there were no gunshots, so it couldn't be Ye Ningzhen.

Could it be Xiong Hanshan or Gong Ruomei?

Probably not. Although their martial arts skills were not bad, it was impossible for them to kill those three people instantly. The three gunmen were not ordinary people. They were good at marksmanship, highly alert, and fast. Their martial arts skills must have been quite good as well.

Two or three hundred men are a lot, but they can't possibly hold him back. Adding three sharpshooters would make all the difference.

But Chen Zhan cannot leave the ground!
It wasn't difficult for him to leap up and soar dozens of meters through the air, over two hundred Japanese soldiers. But with nowhere to gain leverage in the air, and three venomous snakes watching him, not ordinary bullets, hitting vital organs would be a real problem.

Seizing the opportunity, they broke through the encirclement through a gap.

I saw a Japanese off-road military vehicle disappear at the end of the street.

Chen Zhan was already extremely familiar with the three streets from the arena to the headquarters, including the route, distance, layout, and the shops, banks, and taverns along the way.

I understand everything perfectly.

After driving a few hundred meters, the car turned off the street and drove from east to west for another seven or eight hundred meters before turning onto another street.

That street is right next to the headquarters.

Within a kilometer radius of the headquarters, there were no shops; it was a vast area where several thousand Kwantung Army soldiers were regularly stationed.

Chen Zhan must intercept Tanaka Taro before entering the last street.

Otherwise, once you get there, in the open field, thousands of Japanese soldiers will fire at you, and even the most indestructible person will die a violent death.

Chen Zhan paused, then instantly turned around, "Bang!"

It crashed into the house on the right again. This place was on the verge of explosion. The house only had cracks and did not collapse.

But as he charged in, he cleared a path with his fists and elbows, rampaging and crashing through.

The house collapsed with a loud crash.

People had already crossed over and arrived at another street, where crowds of people were running.

Explosions, bursts of gunfire, collapsing buildings, and constant screams filled the air.

Even the most composed Japanese were about to flee.

Chen Zhan glanced at the Japanese men and remembered one of them, a man who had been shouting and hurling insults the most from below the stage. He then looked at the military vehicle in the distance, quickly chased after it, and lashed out at the passing man with his whip.

Tai Chi Single Whip!

The sound of it being flung echoed through the void; there was no need to look.

Chen Zhan sped past the streets on both sides, letting the cold wind blow by. With a flick of his wrist, the red and white objects on his hand were swept away.

Full speed ahead!
Chen Zhan had never tested how fast he could go when he was at full speed. His pores were completely closed, his blood and qi surged, and he breathed through his mouth, increasing his speed to the maximum.

In the blink of an eye, we had already rushed a hundred meters and could see the rear of the car.

His figure flashed again.

The military vehicles sped through the streets, pushing themselves to the limit, reaching speeds of around 60-70 km/h, which translates to about 1,000 meters per minute.

But Chen Zhan's two thick legs were at least three times the size of the car's, and their sudden burst of power was even more exaggerated.

Mitsuru Toyama sat in the back, Taro Tanaka was in the passenger seat, and his adjutant was driving.

When Touyama heard the sound of the house collapsing behind him, he turned around and saw a giant, god-like figure rushing out.

"accelerate!"

"It's already at its limit."

Looking back, my heart skipped a beat.

Because Chen Zhan had moved from a distant shadowy figure to within a few hundred meters.

You can even see the cruelty in Chen Zhan's eyes.

Alarm bells rang in my heart.

"Oh no! He's catching up!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Tanaka Taro turned around, "Clang!"

one hand!

Abruptly resting on the back of the car, this hand was entirely red and purplish-red, with blood and qi circulating within it, making it incredibly terrifying.

"General Tanaka, you're having a good time shooting from the shadows, aren't you?"

"I'm here to take your dog's life."

Chen Zhan appeared behind the car like a giant god descending. The car continued to speed along, but at this speed, it was easy for him, and he even had time to speak.

"You! It was you? You killed Major General Fujiwara? And you orchestrated today's events too?" Tanaka Taro instantly connected the dots.

"That's not all! Think about it some more on the road to the underworld!"

As soon as Chen Zhan uttered these words, his feet suddenly sank into the ground, and his energy gathered in his dantian.

Sit on the golden throne!
(End of this chapter)