Boom ~

Wu He Rong smashed it out, but it was almost with the power.

The horrible momentum When even if it swept the Quartet, the punching style blew Ye Fan's sleeves, and the forehead hair was messy.

"Mr. Chu, be careful ~"

When the battle is touched, why is Wu He Rong's punch suddenly?

Steel fisting with the wind is sweeping the world, and the magnificent momentum makes people look like Lingshan.

Even if Chen Ao and others who were more than ten meters away were pressured, his face changed.

Just now, Wu He Rong used this fist to defeat Meng Baichuan in Jiangdong Military Region in one fell swoop.

Now Wu He Rong repeats his tricks, Chen Ao, Li Laojie and others are tightening in their hearts.

I'm afraid that Ye Fan will repeat the mistakes of Meng Baichuan.

When Chen Ao and others were worried, Wu Herong had already smashed this fist.

Facing Wu He Rong's fierce attack, Ye Fan was calm as usual.

There was still a light smile on the beautiful face. From his eyes, everyone could not see any panic and panic, and some were just the calmness of Pinghu.

"Pretend to be calm!"

"Wait for me to hit this fist, I think you still can't pretend?"

Wu He Rong was angry, Ye Fan's expression made him have a kind of anger that was despised.

So, under the fierce drink, the fist in Wu He Rong's hands suddenly counted again.

Boom ~

Iron fist smash the air waves.

When I saw Wu He Rong's blow on Ye Fan's chest, who would have thought that Ye Fan's body immediately leaned back, a beautiful iron plate horizontal bridge.

Huo ~

Boxing was wrapped in the air waves, so he screamed in Ye Fan's corner.

"Haha ~"

"Eliminate!"

"pretty!"

"Mr. Chu is awesome ~"

"This iron plate horizontal bridge alone has surpassed a thousand times that Guan Gong's stupidity is 1,000 times."

Seeing Ye Fan's punch from Wu He Rong, Chen Ao and others were relieved, and unknowingly overflowed cold sweat on the back.

Li Er was excited, and even laughed there.

His voice was not small, it seemed to be intentionally listened to someone,

Sure enough, Zhao Wou -ki's face was hacked at the time, and hummed: "Don't be too early."

"This is the first move, and it is still dangerous and dangerous."

"This kind of luck, can he have one time, can there be a second time?"

As soon as Zhao Wou -ki said, Wu He Rong's second punch on the ring smashed out again.

Ye Fan hid sideways, but Wu He Rong's attack fell to the air again.

This face came too fast, just like a tornado, Zhao Wou -ki was green into shit at that time, but it couldn't be said in a word.

"Haha ~"

"President Zhao, does this face hurt?"

Li Er's laughter sounded in a timely manner.

But Zhao Wou -ki had said coldly: "What are you proud?"

"Can he escape once or twice, can you still avoid ten times and hundreds of times?"

"Jiu Shou will lose!"

"Sooner or later he was defeated under Wu He Rongquan."

Zhao Wou -ki's cold voice sounded, and the face of Chen Ao and others sank.

really!

Zhao Wou -ki said it was unpleasant, but it was by no means no reason.

The battle began to the present. It seems that Ye Fan has been unharmed under Wu He Rong's punch, but he has been being hit by Wu He Rong.

This kind of play, defeat is inevitable.

"Mr. Chu, you must win ~" Chen Ao and others couldn't help praying in their hearts.

However, how can they know that Wu He Rong's collapse now.

At this time, Wu He Rong was almost mad.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, he has shifted ten punch, and he did not lower ten feet, but the young man in front of him was like a loach.

Obviously he could hit his body every time, but every time he passed his body.

To the present, he couldn't even touch his clothes.
Chapter completed!