Urban Medical God -
Chapter 227: war! how is it!
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the old man took a step and threatened: "Boy, you moved the people of the China Martial Arts Bureau. You have already embarked on a road of no return, and your strength is not worth my shot."
"Once I act, you may not even be able to live for a while!"
"So-kneel down and wait for death!"
In his opinion, Ye Chen is nothing but a hairy boy, who will only make three indiscriminate plots.
If you go out on your own, you can easily kill them in a minute.
Ye Chen's eyes condensed, and his murderous intent was released!
"What the **** are you? You should kneel down!"
In the next second, Ye Chen stepped out one step at a time, and there seemed to be an earthquake in the banquet hall, his body like a tiger descending from the mountain!
The phantom body of the Canglong dragon was brought to the extreme, flashing continuously, dragging out a phantom.
He punched it without hesitation!
The red light flashed, killing intent broke out!
Regarding Ye Chen, the old man did not dare to take it lightly, his body retreated to the back.
An extremely terrifying fist swiftly passed by his side, across the skin, bringing a feeling of pain, and the fist was extremely fierce.
When he retreated to a safe place, his strength suddenly changed, instead he took a step forward, and then smashed the same punch!
This punch was caught off guard!
And with the power of destruction!
It's palpitating!
"Boom!"
The two fists touched like this, and the old man's mouth showed a sharp smile.
"Little miscellaneous, forgot to tell you, I only practice boxing skills in my life, and the people who fight against me are dead!"
He seemed to have seen Ye Chen's wrist broken! The flesh and blood burst out!
A mortal game!
Two energies soared wantonly, and in an instant, two whirlwinds raged above the banquet hall.
The violent energy keeps colliding! There was even a sharp voice!
Ye Chen looked at the old man a bit high, and the power gathered by this punch alone was even stronger than Tang Ao!
Not only that, there is a sense of enthusiasm in the fist!
But a pity!
Behind Ye Chen stood Luo Yuntian, a top powerhouse of the Fist Sect!
Fist! Enter the way with fists! Kill with Esha!
On boxing, on strength, on evil spirit, who dares to fight in China!
A sneer formed at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, feeling the power contained in his arms, his face became a bit hideous.
"The person who fisted you is dead? That's because you didn't meet me! Broken!"
In an instant, as if it were substance, a dull roar erupted in the air, as if a tiger descended from the mountain.
Ye Chen's fists seemed to be holding a cloud of evil spirits!
This evil spirit broke through everything! Pierced the old man's right fist!
"Kacha!" With a sound, the old man's right hand broke directly!
His originally arrogant eyes, at this moment, only fear and fear are left!
For an instant, he felt that he was facing a huge mountain!
A giant mountain that cannot be crossed!
As long as the other party thinks, he must die!
The old man's body was blown away!
Extremely domineering boom!
"Boom!"
His body slammed into the big screen of the banquet hall!
The screen shattered and sparks spattered one after another.
But the old man quickly stood up, his eyes showed a trace of fear!
He couldn't think of the strength of this son so strange!
The key opponent's aura and strength are different from those strong men he has contacted!
No longer hesitating, the old man took out a cell phone and directly pressed a key!
Just pressed, a black shadow appeared in front of him, and the wind blade shot out, sparking sparks on his mobile phone, completely scrapped!
At the same time, a palm quickly fell towards his cheek!
"Snapped!"
A slap hit the old man's face directly.
The old man fell straight out, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth!
When he wakes up, the old man is almost crazy!
shame!
Indescribable shame! Who would have thought that someone would dare to slap themselves!
The key slap directly trampled his dignity ruthlessly!
The next moment, the old man stood up abruptly, and a short sword appeared in his hand. The short sword tore the air with a breath of death.
"Die to me! Die to me!"
At this moment, the old man seemed to have lost his mind, and he slashed with a sword!
The surrounding air and magnetic field are violent!
Every sword has a powerful force oscillating in the air!
"Huaxia Martial Arts Bureau? It's just that!" Ye Chen's mouth had a bloodthirsty smile.
The Dragon Slashing Sword appeared in his hand!
Without hesitation, a sword cut in the air!
A scarlet sword light seemed to penetrate everything, and the sword in the old man's hand was broken!
Completely broken!
Not only that, a blood stain appeared on the old man's chest!
Blood oozes continuously!
"Ye Chen!"
The old man roared, and quickly covered the blood in his chest, his eyes were filled with endless sorrow!
He couldn't wait to **** the blood from Ye Chen's body!
But he is not qualified at this moment!
Although his status in the Huaxia Martial Arts Bureau is not high, no one dares to treat him like that!
Ye Chen's eyes were full of killing intent, and his indifferent tone resounded through the banquet hall: "Those who provoke me, die!"
The Dragon Slashing Sword fell, and the tyrannical aura overflowed, sweeping across the entire area, bringing up dust in the sky.
Seeing that the sword intent was about to fall, a black shadow broke through the door, rushed in quickly, blocking the old man's front, and at the same time waved his arm gently.
The wind stopped, Ye Chen's blow disappeared!
Disappeared easily!
An accident flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, staring at the man in front of the old man.
There are still a few fresh blood stains on the man's arm, and blood scabs are congealed, which shows that he has only gone through a fierce battle before.
Ye Chen could even feel the wild aura inside him.
The opponent is strong!
The aura on his body alone, in terms of cultivation realm, is at least two small realms higher than himself!
Is this one of the top 100 strongest in the Huaxia Grandmaster Ranking?
Seeing the man appear, the old man sighed and said quickly: "Master Fang, thank you for your life-saving grace."
The man didn't speak, and he was extremely cold. He glanced at the people in the martial arts bureau lying on the ground and said to Ye Chen: "An ant, relying on his own cultivation base to dare to move our people in the Chinese martial arts bureau, he doesn't know how to die! Today, our side CITIC will fulfill you!"
"Tiger Howl Fist!"
Fang Zhongxin let out a soft roar~www.mtlnovel.com~ His whole body burst out suddenly, and he blasted towards Ye Chen.
The speed was extremely fast, and he appeared in front of Ye Chen in the blink of an eye.
Ye Chen even saw a tiger made of condensed energy roaring towards him!
A punch turned into a phantom!
Ye Chen didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, the Dragon Slashing Sword in his hand turned, Ling Lie's sword intent broke through that power!
"Boom!"
The two energies intersected, and Ye Chen stepped back six steps abruptly!
And Fang Zhongxin took three steps back!
With one move, Ye Chen had a slight disadvantage.
There was also an accident in Fang Zhongxin's eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You are the ninth one who can not fall to the ground in my tiger's fist."
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