Chapter 1644 Truck Octagonal Cage

Bang!

The two cars collided, and the black car was pushed by the truck and slid into the field next to it.

Unfortunately, the distance was too close, and the truck did not speed up, so the impact was limited.

When it entered the field, the truck could not exert much force.

The people in the other two cars had reacted and rushed over!

They were all bald monks!

And they were all ancient martial artists!

Of course, their ancient martial arts were ancient Inca fighting techniques, which were different from Chinese ancient martial arts.

They shouted loudly and climbed onto the car from various places!

A bald man stood not far from the car with a short spear in his hand and threw it fiercely at Chen Xin'an!

Crash!

At the moment the windshield was pierced, Chen Xin'an dodged to the side, and with a puff, the short spear pierced into the back of the chair behind him!

The short spear, which was about one meter long, almost penetrated the back of the chair and the steel plate behind it, leaving only a short section.

Damn it!

Chen Xinan stepped on the accelerator and reversed the truck onto the dirt road.

Then he shifted the gear, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed towards the guy who threw the spear!

The bald man's face changed, and he turned and ran!

Chen Xinan held the steering wheel with one hand, bent the other hand, and smashed the window glass next to him with an elbow, and hit the face of a bald man who was holding the car door!

The guy was bleeding with his mouth, and fell straight up on his back!

The guy who threw the spear ran behind the car, felt that he had come to a safe place, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could catch his breath, the truck had already hit him, and hit the car in front of him with a bang!

Before he could react, his body was hit hard by the car and flew out!

Then the car was pushed by the truck and crushed over him. Before he could escape, he was ruthlessly crushed under the car!

If you are a monk, just recite your sutras in the temple!

If the six senses are not pure and you cannot distinguish right from wrong, then you are doomed to have a bad end!

When dealing with enemies, has Chen Xin'an ever been soft-hearted?

No matter if you are a monk or a Taoist priest, as long as you provoke me and want to kill me, you deserve to die!

Chen Xin'an, driving a truck, rushed on the dirt road like riding a mad bull!

Of course, the master Muzhu who ran out of the car in a panic was his main target.

He was also specially cared for and was chased by him all the time!

Looking at the dusty and embarrassed appearance of Master Muzhu running away, Chen Xin'an felt so happy!

A master of the fourth level of internal energy is amazing?

He has been chasing me all the way from Kambahan to here!

Don't you want to kill me?

Then come on!

If you have the ability, stand there and don't move, and fight with my car head-on to see whether the truck is powerful or your fourth level of internal energy is more awesome!

Unfortunately, the joy turned into sorrow. The car went too deep into the field and slipped in the soft soil without paying attention!

How could the other group of people miss such an opportunity!

A group of bald men rushed over from the front of the car and the doors on both sides like locusts!

Chen Xinan stood up and grabbed it with his backhand.

He grabbed the part of the short spear that was exposed outside, and with a sound of "hey", he pulled it out!

The short spear turned a circle in his hand and suddenly stabbed forward!

With a loud bang, a bald man grabbed the front of the car with both hands, kicked his feet hard, broke the windshield, and kicked towards Chen Xinan.

Puff!

The short spear pierced the monk's right foot!

The monk screamed and rolled on the front of the car.

Chen Xinan swung the short spear and slammed it to the side, knocking the monk who had just opened the passenger door out!

With a step on the driver's seat with his right foot, Chen Xinan jumped out of the front frame of the car without a windshield.

He stood on the front of the car, holding a bloody short spear, and shouted to the monks: "Come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned back and hit the short spear in his hand fiercely.

With a bang, a Buddhist bead flew away!

The wooden Buddhist beads hit the steel short spear, making a crisp sound of metal and stone hitting each other, and the lingering sound lasted for a long time.

Chen Xinan's right hand was numb, which showed how much force a master of the fourth level of internal strength could exert in a snap of his fingers!

The scarf on his face fell off, revealing his entire face.

Of course, it was still the mask, but Master Muzhu widened his eyes, pointed at him and shouted at the monks in Inca!

Chen Xinan had already put on the translation headset, knowing that Master Muzhu was telling his companions that this guy was the one they came to find!

Including Master Muzhu, there were a total of eleven monks.

One was crushed to death by Chen Xin'an's car, and four were seriously injured.

There were six others standing around, staring at Chen Xin'an.

"You Chinese kid, get down here and die!"

"You've offended our master and hurt so many of our fellow disciples. Don't even think about leaving here alive today!"

"You're just a Chinese, and you dared to come to our Inca to cause trouble. You deserve to be killed! Damn it!"

Chen Xinan stood on the front of the car, looking at Master Muzhu provocatively, and gave him a thumbs up.

Then he turned his palm and turned it into a thumbs-down gesture.

"Inca Kung Fu master?

Just you?

Just a bunch of chickens and clay dogs!

Want to kill me?

Come on!

I will fight you alone!"

The other party was not wearing a translation headset, so he couldn't understand what Chen Xinan was saying.

But he saw all the gestures he made to the master.

Everyone was furious, shouting and cursing, and rushed up one after another!

The helpers called by Master Muzhu were all his disciples.

After all, it was too inefficient to chase and kill that Chinese boy Chen Xin alone.

It would be much more convenient to have disciples to help.

The Incas worship Buddha very much, and public departments often invite monks to perform rituals.

The police station is also the department where most of these activities are held.

So most Inca monks have a good relationship with the police.

In this way, the news of Chen Xinan was received in time, so Master Muzhu led his disciples to chase him to Luowa Village.

Unexpectedly, he was recognized by this despicable guy before entering the village.

Instead, he took the initiative and caught them off guard, causing heavy losses!

According to Master Muzhu's estimation, the skills of this ancient Chinese warrior are actually average.

He is mainly cunning, cunning, despicable, and can do anything to escape.

If his ten disciples join forces, it will be more than enough to deal with him!

Never expected that as soon as they met, the bastard drove a car and rushed around, directly disrupting their formation!

In the fight just now, the enemy had not recognized him, but one of them had died, and four were seriously injured and could not stand up, and nearly half of the people were lost!

How could Master Muzhu not be angry and distressed?

While the disciples were distracting the guy's attention, he flicked two Buddhist beads in a row, trying to kill the guy easily.

But I didn't expect that this guy was as clever as a ghost. Although he seemed to be fighting against the five disciples, he actually focused all his attention on him and was always on guard against his Buddhist beads!

So the two Buddhist beads didn't play any role, and they were all bounced away by his short spear!

And that cunning guy didn't give him another chance to bounce the Buddhist beads. After jumping on the front of the car, he jumped into the back compartment!

There were high baffles on all sides of the compartment, and only the head of the person was exposed inside.

It would be very inconvenient to use the Buddhist beads in this way!

It was really inconvenient to let a master-level figure like Master Muzhu climb into the compartment to fight with others.

So he could only let the disciples do it, and he would scout below and look for opportunities!

But what Master Muzhu didn't expect was that the space in the back compartment of the truck was narrow, like an octagonal cage in a fighting arena.

It seemed that it could accommodate fifty or sixty people, but once a fight started, three people would have filled up the space!

In other words, Chen Xinan was facing only two ordinary ancient warriors who had just touched the threshold of internal strength!

Even if he was injured, it would be easy for him to deal with these powerful opponents without much effort!

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