Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

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Chu Fan moved suddenly, leaving only an afterimage on the spot at a high speed.

Tai Ping only felt that a flash in front of his eyes made him fly up.

It was only when I was in mid-air that I felt a severe pain in my lower abdomen.

"Don't..." Before Leng Yi could utter his words, Taiping had already launched his supernatural attack in the air.

Tai Ping is a fourth-level spiritual supernatural power user, and has awakened four supernatural powers.

Regardless of the usual tall and burly people, physical fitness is not the attack method that Taiping is good at.

"Dream of Reincarnation - Thorn!"

Taiping shouted loudly, his pupils suddenly turned blue, and a burst of clearly visible energy fluctuations shot out from his eyes and went straight to Chu Fan's head.

"Good time!" Chu Fan hadn't experienced this kind of fighting method yet, but he knew that it would not be a good thing to forcefully receive this energy wave, so he retreated to the side in a flash.

"Hey, can you hide?" Taiping's tall body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he looked at Chu Fan with a sneer.

He knows his own mental skills, it is impossible to escape through any physical means, he can only rely on his own mental energy to resist or counterattack.

The mental energy of ordinary people is relatively fragile, and people with fourth-level abilities like Tai Ping will basically suffer some hardships as long as they make a move.

"Ding, the system has detected an external psychic ability attacking the host, do you want to fight back?"

Just as Chu Fan was distressed because the energy fluctuations did not disappear but struck him again, the sound of the system sounded.

"Can you still fight back against psychic attacks?"

"Ding, the heroic soul system is a space system built by the spirit body. Even the strongest psychic powers on the plane cannot harm the host through mental attacks."

"Counterattack."

Chu Fan straightened his clothes, stopped dodging, and stood there calmly.

Just when the wave of spiritual energy was about to attack Chu Fan, a majestic force erupted from Chu Fan's body.

"This is..." Taiping's eyes were full of shock. As a psychic power user, he was very familiar with the fluctuation of psychic energy.

Now Chu Fan gave him this feeling, as if he was facing the whole world.

Ah!
A howl of pain came out of Tai Ping's mouth, and he began to roll crazily on the ground with his head in his arms.

The mental energy wave just now was completely reflected back by the system, and penetrated his mental defense line without any hindrance, directly attacking the source of his mental abilities.

This kind of pain is absolutely deep into the bone marrow, far more intense than the pain endured by the flesh.

"How could this be?" Leng Yi stood there in surprise, his mouth wide open could stuff an egg.

Leng Yi is very familiar with the old buddy's secret skills, not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary people with supernatural powers will suffer big losses if they are unsuspecting.

What's more, according to the investigation, Chu Fan is just a master of martial arts, and it seems that he has never dabbled in psychic powers.

"Could it be that he is still a special cultivator who has awakened spiritual powers?" Leng Yi couldn't help reassessing the young man in white in front of him.

But as a sharp knife of the empire, Anbu's missions must be successful. If they can't be completed, they are just dying, and they must not shrink back.

Seeing the old buddy lying there in pain, there was nothing he could do. Psychic powers were inherently mysterious, and he could only seek treatment from people with psychic powers if he was injured.

Leng Yi slowly took off the exquisite Chinese tunic suit on his upper body, folded it up, and solemnly placed it on the ground beside him.

He knew this might be his last battle.

Helped the old man lying on the ground, sat up, and patted Taiping on the shoulder comfortingly.

He clasped his fist at Chu Fan and performed a standard warrior etiquette.

"Leng Yi, Anbu of the Supernatural Person Administration Bureau of the Yan Kingdom, asks your Excellency for advice." Leng Yi said loudly, his usual smiling expression completely disappeared, replaced by a solemn face.

"Are you a martial arts practitioner?" Chu Fan asked curiously after watching Leng Yi's series of operations patiently.

"Yes!" Leng Yi slowly pulled out a soft sword from his waist, "But first of all, I am a soldier of Yan Kingdom."

"And please be careful, I'm still a five-star power user!" Leng Yi made a gesture, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

A sword stabbed out, the brilliance was like thunder, and it went straight to Chu Fan's neck.

The soft sword is a kind of weapon in the first place, and it is extremely difficult to practice, but its power cannot be underestimated if it is successfully cultivated.

What's more, most of the soft sword's moves are weird and tricky, and the use of weapons is different from ordinary weapons. Under surprise attacks, ordinary people cannot parry them.

Chu Fan stared at the oncoming long sword with piercing eyes, and just before it was about to hit him, his upper body dodged backwards, stretched out two fingers, and clamped the tip of the sword in his hand.

"what?"

"Damn it, Tianxiu!"

Several people present all exclaimed, not to mention Chu Fan's cultivation level, this vision and courage alone are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Glasses Zhang Youran sat back to his original position, poured himself a glass again, picked it up, put it on his lips and smacked it slowly.

A gleam flashed in Leng Yi's eyes, as expected Chu Fan's strength did not disappoint him.

Just as his arm was about to retract the soft sword forcefully, Chu Fan spoke.

"If I leave the warehouse, I won't intervene anymore. Can I let him go now?" Chu Fan was also very annoyed that Glass Zhang used him. If he hadn't made a promise, he would have kicked him out and handed him over to Leng Yi.

Leng Yi was stunned for a moment. He knew that Chu Fan wanted to protect the life of Zhang Yi because of his promise, but he did not expect that Chu Fan was also very resistant to this matter.

"and many more……"

Just when Leng Yi was about to answer Chu Fan, a panting voice came from outside the warehouse.

Several people in the warehouse were a little surprised. The current situation is basically a showdown for everyone. Who else can come at this time?
They all raised their heads and looked outside.

Xia Donghai ran in with one hand on his waist and his phone in the other.

"Stop hitting, it's all our own!"

Xia Donghai ran between the two of them at once, bent over and gasped violently.

After a long time, he patted his chest and stood up, while staring at Chu Fan, he said, "It's not good to meet you kid, you are the king of pits, you graduated from the Department of Archeology? "

Chu Fan smiled awkwardly. There were indeed a lot of pitfalls in the past few days, and Xia Donghai met them all, so it must be said that it was a kind of fate.

Then he handed the phone to Leng Yi, "I'm Xia Donghai, the leader of the special operations team of Donghai National Shield Bureau, and your deputy commander has something to tell you."

Leng Yi answered the phone in doubt, and found that the phone was still on the phone. It seemed that Xia Donghai had come all the way, but the other party didn't hang up at all.

"Hello, I'm..." Leng Yi had just opened his mouth when the other person directly interrupted him.

"I'm Leng Qianyue. The Patriarch means that you must never conflict with Chu Fan. If necessary, you can put your glasses on and leave. Don't let Chu Fan have any bad impression of the Leng family. Do you understand?"

The deep words from the other side made Leng Yi shiver.

He clearly knew how important this sentence was.

I would rather let a foreign spy go than protect Chu Fan's impression of the Leng family. This is not simply respect.

"The subordinate understands!" After answering in a low voice, Leng Yi handed the phone back to Xia Donghai.

Looking up again at the young man in white in front of him, Leng Yi couldn't help but feel as if he was a lifetime away.

In fact, he has always known that he is not Chu Fan's opponent, but the responsibility lies in life and death.

Just now, I was ready to go to death generously and put my glasses on the spot to rectify the law. Now the situation has changed suddenly, and I don't have to sacrifice for the empire. I just need to hold the thigh in front of me.

Leng Yi's pockmarked face suddenly burst into laughter, and while letting go of the soft sword in his hand, he ran to Chu Fan's side carefully.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Come and see if your fingertips are hurt. My soft sword is very sharp. Don't cut your fingers." Xia Donghai was taken aback by Leng Yi's flattering smile.

What the hell is going on? When I answered a phone call, it was as if I had eaten gold.

Chu Fan quickly let go of his hand, trembling a little when he saw Leng Yi.

This guy can't be a chameleon with supernatural attributes, this face-changing skill is far beyond his own.

"It's okay, since it's a misunderstanding, just let it go." Chu Fan replied with a smile.

"But I still want to know what Spectacle Zhang did to make you desperately want to catch him?" Chu Fan changed the topic.

The atmosphere in the entire warehouse instantly turned cold again.