The train was very fast, and a person and a zombie jumped on the roof of the car, rolled backwards by inertia, and rolled for seven or eight meters before they stabilized their bodies and stood up.

Yang Wushu brandished his mace and shouted something, but the wind was too strong to hear clearly.

Zhou Fengchen also pulled up a knife flower and shouted: "You demon is very good at playing, do you think you can escape by getting on the train?"

But looking at the other party's appearance, I obviously didn't hear it clearly.

The wind slammed the rain on his face, his eyes were difficult to open, and it was a little difficult to even breathe, Zhou Fengchen took a deep breath and slashed at him with the ancient knife of the Qing Dynasty.

Yang was greeted with an invincible dance stick.

Bite!

Jingle Bell!

Facing the wind and rain, a person and a zombie are entangled on the roof of the train.

At this time, it is time to test the kung fu of the next game, because if you bounce, you will be thrown out several meters away, and you will accidentally fall off the train.

However, Zhou Fengchen inherited the Taoist school of playing Jindan, practiced the three talents to return to the Yuan Gong internally, and practiced the top occult arts and various lost martial arts externally, and the lower plate was as stable as Mount Tai, so he was naturally not afraid, and Yang was invincible in weight, stiff, and his body was also very stable.

So, one person and one zombie hit from the front of the car to the back of the car, and from the back of the car to the front of the car, you come and go and desperately slash and kill.

That Yang Invincible's kung fu was slightly worse, and seven or eight cuts were cut out on his hard body, and Zhou Fengchen was also rubbed twice by a mace because he was not in a hurry to dodge, and there was a hot pain.

At this time, Yang Wuving's eyes rolled, and he played a trick, taking advantage of Zhou Fengchen's efforts to retreat, grabbed the railing of the train, made a reverse leap, kicked the train window with both feet, and got into it all at once.

Zhou Fengchen was taken aback, there were so many people on the train, what should I do if such a monster was allowed in? Hurriedly learned that Yang Wudi also got into the carriage.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a foul warm smell, and then a flower in front of my eyes, and the mace smashed on the head.

Zhou Fengchen hurriedly resisted with a horizontal knife.

Clang!

Yang Wushu was swept away, Zhou Fengchen leaned against his seat, finally stabilized his body, and when he looked up, he didn't know how to describe his mood.

At this time, the carriage was densely packed with people, old people, children, young men, and big girls, pulling their necks, staring wide-eyed, yawning, looking at Yang Wudi, and then at him, not understanding what was happening.

There were four middle-aged men next to him who got up from the ground in a daze, patting the glass shards on their bodies, obviously asleep and kicked over by Yang Wuving's car window just kicked, raised their heads and were about to scold with an angry face, when they suddenly saw Zhou Fengchen wielding a machete, and looked at the broken and leaky car window, and was stunned for a moment, this ...... What's wrong?

Yang Wushu in the opposite aisle raised his mace at this time, pointed at Zhou Fengchen, smiled stiffly and evilly, and said in a broken Chinese dialect: "You are very powerful!"

"It's okay, enough to kill you brute!" Zhou Fengchen also raised his knife and smiled coldly.

Yang Wushu suddenly blew up his house strangely, "Nalan Abu, Han name Yang Wuving, the first fierce general under the throne of Prince Haoge of the Great Qing Dynasty!" Your Excellency is ......"

Zhou Fengchen frowned and said, "Zhou Fengchen, disciple of Dayan Dao, what the hell do you want to do with this?"

Yang Wushu said in a hoarse voice: "Before my life and four hundred years after my death, it should be an honor for someone who suffered such a big loss for the first time to die at your hands or kill you."

Zhou Fengchen sighed, "I don't feel anything, as long as I kill you." ”

Then both of them fell silent, one didn't know what to think, and the other looked at so many people around him and felt worried.

The appearance and words of the two of them seemed funny and funny in the eyes of the passengers who were unknown in the entire carriage, but ...... Their weapons are terrifying.

Suddenly, the whole carriage was chattering and talking, and a few girls nearby picked up their mobile phones to take pictures and kept taking pictures, "Wow! They are so handsome! The one with big braids looks like a Qing Dynasty person! ”

"It's really funny for the two to talk!"

"The big braid looks like the elder brother in the Qing palace drama!"

"This one in a leather coat is not bad, his eyes are so scary!"

"Their weapons can't be real, right?"

There were also a few middle-aged male passengers, who discussed insightfully: "This can't be filming, right?" What does the fight between ancient costumes and modern costumes mean? ”

"That's not right! How did they do it when a running train kicked through a hard window? ”

"That mace has to weigh dozens of pounds! The style of that knife is also good! ”

……

The chaotic voice continued until it was interrupted by Yang Wuxian's eerie and strange smile, "Hehe, look at these stupid people, killing them is like chopping melons and vegetables, I just want to ask you, use their lives as a shield, how can you kill me?" ”

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way, quick!" Zhou Fengchen roared.

However, after a roar, the entire carriage, including the people who bought the standing tickets at the door, looked at each other.

"What the hell are these two people doing?"

"Do they dare to kill people?"

The answer to them was - a young man probed his brain close to Yang Wuving, and seemed to feel very curious, but he was suddenly shot on the head by a mace, his whole head was smashed, his shoulders were cracked, and red and white splashed everywhere.

Zhou Fengchen was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and pointed at Yang Wuving, and scolded: "You evil animal!"

And the whole carriage was silent for three seconds, a pair of wide-eyed eyes flashed a trace of dazedness, and then there was chaos in an instant, some ran forward, some ran backwards, screams, shouting and scolding.

"Fuck it, it's real!"

"Ahh

"Someone's killed!"

Zhou Fengchen was squeezed crookedly by the passengers, and Yang Wushu had no scruples, grinning, raising his mace, and smashing three or four people in an instant.

"You're killing innocents again!" Zhou Fengchen saw it clearly, scolded angrily, jumped up, stepped on the seat and rushed over, and slashed with a knife.

Yang Invincible laughed and greeted him with a dance stick.

Jingle Bell!

For a while, the seats were smashed to pieces, and snacks and drinks flew all over the sky.

But fortunately, Zhou Fengchen entangled Yang Wuving, and there were no more dead people, and soon the passengers around him ran away, all of them were crowded at both ends, looking back at the two people fighting and the four or five corpses on the ground, he was stunned and his face turned pale.

"Really killed!? What the hell are they doing? ”

"Hit so hard? It's all desperate! ”

"Call the police! Call the police! ”

In fact, there is no need for them to say, Yang Wushu has already squeezed out three train police officers behind him, and shouted loudly, "Stop!" What are you doing? ”

The two in the grappling didn't pay any attention.

One of the police officers looked at the pile of horrific corpses on the ground, and saw that the two of them did not listen to the persuasion, so they shot Yang Wushu in the thigh.

"Bang!"

The passengers at both ends were startled when they saw the shooting.

However, a terrible thing happened, the bullet hit the leg of the "Qing Dynasty man" with big braids but it shot out, and he Hao didn't care, just swept away another modern man in leather clothes, turned around and jumped, and danced the mace three times in a row, and before the three car policemen could react, they were smashed by the way, "Noise!" ”

"Ahh

"Ahh

All the passengers were refreshed three views, this is too ruthless, too violent, almost all the people ran to both sides, but the passengers in the carriage on both sides did not know what was happening, and crowded over to watch, this time they couldn't get out, they couldn't get in, and suddenly the adults cried, the children made trouble, and they were crowded into a ball.

Zhou Fengchen's scalp was numb, human life was too worthless in the eyes of this bastard, so he hurriedly pinched the seal with both hands and shouted, "Doppelganger!" Urgent! ”

The body instantly split into two, stopped the two ends, and slashed at Yang Wushu in the middle with a swing of the knife.

The noisy passengers looked back, huh? A man turned out to be ...... Split into two? Rub your eyes and look again, it's still two!

Where is this still a person, this is clearly a monster!

"Ahh

"Don't squeeze! Run! ”

"These two are not people, eighty percent are ghosts that came in the field!"

……

The two figures of Zhou Fengchen turned a deaf ear to the noise, and they were engrossed, slashing frantically towards Yang Invincible.

Yang is invincible and clumsy, and he is overwhelmed.

Jingle Bell!

Bang! Bang!

was quickly slapped in the head by one of them, Zhou Fengchen, and the other Zhou Fengchen stabbed him with all his might.

Click!

The entire blade was inserted into Yang Wuving's heart.

"Cocoa ......"

Yang Wushu took two steps back, grabbed the hilt of the knife, and his face was full of disbelief.

The two Zhou Fengchen merged into one, pulled out the long knife fiercely, and kicked it away, "Die!" ”

Yang Wushu fell backwards for a moment, and suddenly grinned, "Stupid! Four hundred years of body, you think I count on it to survive? ”

After saying that, he jumped out of the window that had just been kicked out.

"What the hell!" Zhou Fengchen's mood is extremely complicated, no matter how you kill, you can't kill it, what should I do?

He gritted his teeth and jumped down the window.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he rolled more than a dozen times before he unloaded his strength, and when he looked up, there was no one in front of him.

turned around sharply, and found that Yang Wudi was still holding the train window, grinning at him, saying something that he didn't hear clearly, and then flashed and got into the carriage again.

Zhou Fengchen was stunned, scolded, and chased after him with a knife.

However, the speed of the train was too fast, and at this time it happened to enter a mountainside tunnel, and Zhou Fengchen hit the tunnel wall and was almost swept under the car.

For a while, he was angry and anxious, the wound burst, and he sat on the ground, watching the train go farther and farther.

Thanks to book friends: a glass of turbid wine toasted the past, smoke filled everything, Meng Lin's reward!

(End of chapter)