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Chapter 227 Battle! How!

Seeing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, the old man took a step and threatened: "Boy, you have moved the people from the Huaxia Martial Arts Bureau. You have embarked on the road of no return. Your strength is not worth my attack."
"Once I take action, you may not be able to survive for a breath!"
"So---kneel down and wait for death!"
In his opinion, Ye Chen was just a young boy and only used despicable tricks.
If you take action, you can easily kill it without a minute.
Ye Chen's eyes condensed, and his murderous intent was released!
"What the hell are you? You should be the one who should kneel down!"
The next second, Ye Chen stepped out, and it seemed that an earthquake came from the banquet hall, and his body was like a tiger going down the mountain!
The Canglong's Illusion Body Skill was exerted to the extreme, flashing continuously, dragging out a phantom.
He punched him without hesitation!
The red light flashed, and the murderous intent exploded!
The old man did not dare to take it lightly for Ye Chen, and his body retreated to the back.
An extremely terrifying fist quickly passed by himself, traversing his skin, causing a sensation of pain, and the fist wind was extremely fierce.
When he retreated to a safe place, his energy suddenly changed, and instead took a step forward, then punched him in the same punch!
This punch was caught off guard!
And with the power of destruction!
It makes people feel palpitations!
"Bang!"
The two fists were in contact with each other, and a fierce smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth.
"Xiao Zai, I forgot to tell you that I only practice boxing skills in my life, and all the people who fight boxing with me are dead!"
He seemed to have seen Ye Chen's wrist break! His whole body was bursting with flesh and blood!
A dead situation!
Two energy surged wildly, and in an instant, two whirlwinds raged over the banquet hall.
The violent energy kept colliding! There were even sharp sounds coming!
Ye Chen looked at the old man a little bit more high. The power condensed by this punch alone was actually stronger than Tang Ao!
Not only that, there is a sense of heat in the boxing spirit!
But it's a pity!
Behind Ye Chen was Luo Yuntian, a top-level powerful man from the Fist Evil Sect!
Fist evil sect! Use fist to enter the Tao! Use evil to kill people!
When it comes to boxing, strength, and evil spirits, who dares to fight against China?
Ye Chen sneered a sneer on the corner of his mouth, feeling the power contained in his arms, and his face became a little ferocious.
"The person who fought against you died? That's because you didn't meet me! Break!"
In an instant, as if it was physical, a dull roar broke out in the air, as if it was a tiger going down the mountain.
Ye Chen's fists seemed to hold a huge evil spirit in his hands!
This evil spirit breaks through everything! It penetrates the old man's right fist!
"Click!" The old man's right hand actually broke directly!
His originally arrogant eyes were only fear and fear at this moment!
Just now, he felt as if he was facing a giant mountain!
An insurmountable mountain!
As long as the other party wants, he will definitely die!
The old man's body was blown away!
Booming at an extremely domineering manner!
"Bang!"
His body hit the big screen in the banquet hall!
The screen shattered, splashing one after another.
However, the old man quickly stood up, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes!
He could not have imagined that this boy's strength was so weird!
The key is that the opponent's aura and strength are different from those strong people he comes into contact with!
No longer hesitated, the old man took out a mobile phone and pressed a button directly!
Just as he pressed it, a black shadow appeared in front of him, the wind blade shot out, and sparks appeared on his phone, completely scrapped!
At the same time, a palm quickly fell to his cheek!
"Bang!"
A slap directly hit the old man in the face.
The old man fell out directly, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth!
When he woke up, the old man almost went crazy!
shame!
An indescribable shame! Who would have thought that someone would dare to slap him!
The key is that this slap directly trampled on his dignity!
The next moment, the old man suddenly stood up and a dagger appeared in his hand. The dagger tore the air, carrying the breath of death.
"Die for me! Die for me!"
The old man seemed to have lost his mind at this moment, and he slashed it with one sword!
The surrounding air and magnetic fields are surging!
Each sword has a very strong force that shakes in the air!
"Huaxia Martial Arts Bureau? That's all!" Ye Chen had a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.
The Dragon Sword appeared in his hand!
Without hesitation, he slashed down with one sword!
A red sword light seemed to penetrate everything, and the sword in the old man's hand was broken!
Completely broken!
Not only that, a blood mark appeared on the old man’s chest!
Blood keeps oozing out!
"Ye Chen!"
The old man roared and quickly covered the blood in his chest. His eyes were filled with endless aggrievance!
He wished he could suck the blood from Ye Chen's body!
But he is not qualified at this moment!
Although he has a low status in the China Martial Arts Bureau, no one dares to treat him like this!
Ye Chen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his indifferent tone resounded throughout the banquet hall: "Those who provoke me will die!"
The Dragon-Slaying Sword fell, and the tyrannical aura overflowed, sweeping across the entire area, bringing up dust.
Seeing that the sword intent was about to fall, a black shadow actually broke through the door and rushed towards him quickly, blocking the old man, and waved his arm lightly.
The wind stopped, and Ye Chen's attack disappeared!
It disappeared easily!
An accident flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, staring at the man in front of the old man.
The man also had a few fresh blood marks on his arm, which condensed with blood scabs, which showed that he had just passed a fierce battle before.
Ye Chen could even feel the wild aura inside him.
The other party is very strong!
In terms of cultivation level, the aura of the body alone is at least two small realms higher than myself!
Is this one of the top 100 strong men on the Chinese Grandmaster List?
When the old man saw the man appear, he let out a long sigh and hurriedly said, "Master Fang, thank you for saving your life."
The man didn't say anything and was extremely cold. He glanced at the people from the Martial Arts Bureau lying on the ground and said to Ye Chen: "Ant, relying on his cultivation, he dared to touch the people from our China Martial Arts Bureau. I don't know how to live or die! Today, our CITIC will fulfill you!"
"Tiger Roaring Fist!"
Fang Zhongxin roared, and his energy suddenly burst out and rushed towards Ye Chen.
The speed was extremely fast and appeared in front of Ye Chen in the blink of an eye.
Ye Chen even saw a tiger condensed from energy roaring towards him!
A punch actually condensed into a phantom!
Ye Chen did not dare to be negligent at all. After turning the Dragon Sword in his hand, Ling Lie's sword intent broke through the power!
"Bang!"
When the two energy intersected, Ye Chen took a sudden step back six steps!
Fang Zhongxin took three steps back!
With one move, Ye Chen actually developed a little disadvantage.
Chapter completed!
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