Lin Feng was furious and furious.

After several words, the head of the Yang family and others all bowed their heads in shame.

"I'll do it!"

At this time, someone finally stepped forward.

He was also a middle-aged strong man. He stood up from the ground, turned over and jumped directly onto the ring.

"Wu Tianxiong of Arctic Martial Arts School, please give me your advice!"

The strong man cupped his fists and shouted in a deep voice.

Hua Yinglong's indifferent eyes swept over his body, his eyes narrowed, and then he just replied lightly: "Let's take action!"

Boom~

After Hua Yinglong finished speaking, Wu Tianxiong's legs were as long as whips, and he kicked out one after another.

"What a beautiful chain leg!"

"As the saying goes, South Fist and North Leg."

"This Wu Tianxiong should have learned from my northern martial arts lineage, right?"

After seeing Wu Tianxiong's fierce kicking skills, many people present praised him repeatedly.

Lei Dongbao even applauded.

He threatened again that Hua Yinglong might be kicked away.

Ye Fan chuckled: "I'm afraid it's Wu Tianxiong who flew out."

"Cio!"

"You brat, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

"You got it right once, how excited are you?"

Lei Dongbao was almost furious at that time.

How could Lei Dongbao not be angry when Ye Fan repeatedly caused trouble?

"Look!"

"Then what is Hua Yinglong doing?"

At this time, someone from around shouted, and everyone's eyes immediately looked over.

On the ring, Hua Yinglong used his fingers as swords and stepped on the ground seven steps in a row.

With every step he took, a piece of flesh and blood exploded on Wu Tianxiong's body.

In the end, when Hua Yinglong's body stopped, Wu Tianxiong suddenly had seven sword wounds on his body.

The wound was huge and bleeding!

"Use your fingers as a sword and slash with seven steps!"

"This is.."

"Oriental Ninjutsu, Seven Sword Slashes!"

Seeing such a scene, the old man in military uniform in the audience's eyes trembled and he sat up in shock.

A pair of old eyes stared with horror.

"Grandpa, is this Seven Sword Slash very powerful?" Seeing her grandfather acting so rude, the Qingli woman asked immediately.

"certainly!"

"Twenty years ago, there were Eastern martial arts masters who came across the sea."

"Go to our Chinese state and kill 14 of our Chinese martial arts masters in a row."

"Damn it, it's the Seven Swordsmen of Japan!"

"At that time, the Eastern martial arts masters swept across China and were almost unrivaled."

"In the end, if it weren't for Ye Qingtian, the god of war in the military, he would have maintained the final dignity of our Chinese nation."

"Otherwise, my Chinese martial arts would have been completely disgraced by the Eastern swordsmanship back then!"

"I thought that after that battle, the Japanese martial arts masters would calm down. Who would have thought that in just twenty years, there would be Japanese people coming to China again."

"Now, we have arrived in the imperial capital of China and want to be the King of Yanjing?"

The general in front of him said in a deep voice, how intense was the solemn look in his old eyes?

He knew very well that today's battle was no longer a small dispute over family interests, but a national war related to the honor and disgrace of the country!

At this time, Wu Tianxiong was covered in blood on the ring.

The huge sword wound is shocking!

Until finally, it landed with a bang.

There was no more movement, and he was instantly defeated by Hua Yinglong.

Ye Fan was not surprised by this.

As for Wu Tianxiong, he didn't even get started in martial arts. He seemed to have strong legs and feet, but he was just as showy as Xing He.

How could he resist being slashed by the Seven Japanese Swords?
Chapter completed!