Chapter 669 Genius Harvester

Seeing a sword stabbing at him, Chen Yang had no time to open the door, so he kicked the car door with his foot and jumped out with the flying car door.

Swish.

Under the dim street lights, the sharp sword shone with a cold light, just like stabbing into tofu, piercing the windshield without any hindrance, and then inserted into the backrest of the driver's seat.

Chen Yang stood still and looked up, only to see a young man in a black suit holding a sharp sword standing on the hood of the old Jetta.

The young man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, handsome, with an arrogant sneer on the corner of his mouth, sheathed the sword and glanced at Chen Yang, with a playful look in his eyes.

This person was Zhao Han.

"You still have some skills."

Zhao Han looked at Chen Yang, playful.

As soon as the voice fell, he shook the long sword and stabbed into the car, aiming at Liu Zhiling who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Liu Zhiling had fainted in the previous collision, and now lay on the seat, motionless.

Zhao Han's sword was so fast that it pierced through the windshield.

"Hmph!"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, used the Phantom Step, and instantly appeared next to Zhao Han, kicking Zhao Han's head with a whip kick.

At this time, Zhao Han's sword was less than ten centimeters away from Liu Zhiling.

But he didn't dare to stab it again, otherwise even if he hurt Liu Zhiling, Chen Yang's kick would still be able to kick his head to pieces.

Zhao Han's eyelids jumped, and he had to retract his sword and slash at Chen Yang's supporting leg, while lowering his head to avoid Chen Yang's whip kick.

Whoosh.

Chen Yang used the Phantom Step again, moved to Zhao Han's back, and kicked him.

This time, Zhao Han was hard to defend.

Bang.

Zhao Han flew forward and hit the front of the truck, denting it with a clang.

However, he was not injured, but the back of his clothes was rotten, and there was a trace of a footprint where Chen Yang kicked him.

Chen Yang looked inside from the hole in the footprints. He was wearing a silver soft armor with a metallic luster and exquisite workmanship. It was not ordinary stuff.

"You bastard, you are wearing a shell."

Chen Yang stood in front of the old Jetta and looked at Zhao Han.

The brief confrontation just now had made him conclude that the other party was a Bao Yuan realm.

Such a young Bao Yuan realm also opened Chen Yang's eyes.

And this person reached Bao Yuan at such a young age, he must be from the ancient martial arts world.

At present, the only family in the ancient martial arts world that has grievances with Chen Yang is the Zhao family.

So Chen Yang immediately deduced that this person is from the Zhao family.

Zhao Han patted the dust off his body, jumped onto the roof of the truck, looked down at Chen Yang, and said calmly: "As expected, your body movement is very unique and your speed is very fast. However, you are far from enough to deal with a genius like me."

Fuck, it turns out to be a narcissist.

Chen Yang muttered inwardly and sneered: "Genius? Haha, do you know that I have a nickname called 'Genius Harvester'? Because I specialize in dealing with geniuses like you."

"Hahaha..."

Zhao Han laughed and said with disdain: "Chen Yang, you are indeed quite capable. You have reached Bao Yuan when you are over 20 years old, and you have a powerful body. All of this is worthy of your pride. Unfortunately, you and I were born in the same era, so you are destined to be crushed by me. Not only you, but I will be the most dazzling person in our entire generation."

Chen Yang felt that he was already pretending enough, but this Zhao Han was not pretending at all, but showing off his bragging.

Zhao Han stood there, not in a hurry to attack, and continued: "Chen Yang, you died in my hands, in fact, you should feel lucky. Because in the future, I will become the strongest person on earth. It is your honor to die in the hands of the strongest."

"Psycho!"

Chen Yang cursed, and really couldn't stand Zhao Han's narcissism. He moved his body and was about to attack.

"Wait a minute." Zhao Han hurriedly shouted, "I haven't finished my words yet."

Chen Yang stopped and frowned, "What else do you want to say?"

Zhao Han sneered, "Don't you want to know who I am? If you ask me, I will say that at the moment before you die, I will say my name and let you die with your eyes closed."

Chen Yang rolled his eyes at Zhao Han, "Damn, do you need to tell me? Everyone knows that you are from the Zhao family."

"Ah, how do you know!?"

Zhao Han exclaimed, touched his chin, and showed a narcissistic expression on his face. He said proudly, "It seems that I am famous, not only in the ancient martial arts world, but even in the secular martial arts, I know my reputation now."

Looking at Zhao Han's coquettish look, even if there is no hatred between the two sides, Chen Yang wants to beat him to death.

This time Chen Yang said no more, used the phantom step, and attacked Zhao Han.

"Humph, you don't know whether to live or die!"

Zhao Han saw Chen Yang disappear from his sight, and he swung his sword and slashed behind him, and the attack range covered all the areas that could not be seen by the eyes.

Although this move of his seemed a bit stupid, it was very practical, making it difficult for Chen Yang to approach from behind.

However, Chen Yang might not appear from behind.

In an instant, Chen Yang appeared in front of Zhao Han and hit Zhao Han in the face.

He knew that Zhao Han was wearing soft armor, and the only weak spot now was his head.

Seeing Chen Yang's palm coming, Zhao Han's face, which had always been full of confidence, flashed with panic, and hurriedly retreated, trying to avoid it.

His movement speed was already top-notch in the early stage of Bao Yuan.

But compared with Chen Yang, it was far behind.

Chen Yang chased forward while waving his palm. With the impact of super-fast speed, the power of this palm was extraordinary.

The palm wind was fierce and a rumbling sound was heard, as if a helicopter had landed next to it.

Chen Yang's eyes lit up and he realized that super-fast speed could increase the attack power.

He understood that the principle was very simple, just like the faster the car speed, the greater the destructive power caused when a collision occurred.

As long as this principle is applied, the lethality will increase exponentially when the attack is made during high-speed movement.

Moreover, although his attack speed is not outstanding among the same level, it can be improved by moving speed.

While moving towards the opponent, while making a move, the attack speed is relatively faster.

There is indeed a truth in the saying that the world's martial arts can only be broken by speed.

This discovery made Chen Yang very happy.

However, this is not the time to think about it.

When he swung his palm out, Zhao Han panicked and couldn't dodge. He swung his left hand and hit Chen Yang, wanting to fight to a draw.

Bang bang.

Chen Yang's palm first hit Zhao Han's face.

The violent energy swept away, and Zhao Han's hair was blown into a mess.

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and Zhao Han's whole face was smashed. He quickly mobilized all the true energy in his body to protect his face.