How do you want to die!

Five words of simple and simple, once again set the atmosphere of the scene to the highest point.

Every audience seemed to have chicken blood.

However, when the single engine raised his hand, the instantly became silent in the boxing field, which was enough to see how strong the control of the single engine was.

"It seems that none of them are optimistic about you. Do you have a battle for the twenty?" Do you think of the consequences? "Shan Qing finished, raised his head, and looked at the knife twelve on the stands, and continued:" You are carrying the underground boxing

Wang's name, he turned to a turtle, is so afraid of death? "

"It's enough to come forward." Han Sanqian said.

Shan Qing laughed, and the audience on the stands also laughed at, as if he heard a big joke.

"This guy is really mad, don't take the single engine in your eyes."

"Dare to talk to Shan Qing like this, Shan Qing will definitely not let him go, this guy is dead."

"I really don't know how he will die in the hands of the single engine. With the means of a single engine, he will torture him alive."

After Shan Qing laughed enough, he said to Han Sanqian: "Just like your garbage, what about you let you make ten punch, you can't win me."

There was a touch of smile on the corner of Han Sanqian's mouth, and he did not necessarily attack this guy, but he never expected that he would take the initiative to make such a request.

Space?

As long as the strength of the Taekwondo Hall is played, there is no chance to resist this guy.

"I don't need you to make me ten punch, one punch is enough." Han Sanqian said.

Shan Qing stretched out his right hand and hooked his finger to Han Sanqian, and said, "Okay, let me punch you first, come on, let me see how powerful you can have a weak chicken."

"This is what you look for, don't regret it." Han Sanqian smiled.

"Regret?" Shan Qing contemplated: "How can I regret dealing with waste like you?"

Han Sanqian's legs sinking, and once again put on a pose of Zama.

When the other viewers saw this scene, they laughed.

"This guy is really a little white, you don't understand anything, and dare to go up with a single engine."

"Hey, it's a unilateral crushing, it's really boring."

"See how this idiot is killed by Shan Qing, it is good to be added tonight."

After the knife twelve heard these words, his face was very pale. With the strength of Han Sanqian, a punch was definitely not enough to shake the single engine. After a punch, he would undergo a single engine such as a storm. At that time, his

In the end, except for death, the sword twelve can't think of any other possibilities.

At this time, Han Sanqian's charging had been completed, and the strength of the legs broke out, and a loud noise was hit with the ring.

This surprised the audience on the stands, because in their eyes, Han Sanqian was just a weak chicken. No one expected that he could have such power.

Although Shan Qing was a little surprised, this kind of power was not enough to let him face it carefully.

Since he said in front of so many people to make a punch, he will never lose his face to regret it.

"This kind of strength is okay to hit ordinary people. I want to hurt me, and I am idiot to say dreams." Shan Qing chose to close his eyes at this time, only the master style.

After seeing this scene, the audience was convinced by the single engine, but he closed his eyes with the enemy and he closed his eyes. To what degree, it was disdainful.

"This guy, he didn't take Sanqian's eyes so much." After seeing Zhou Yan, he said, gritted his teeth, and the arrogance of Shan Qing made him want to end him in person. Unfortunately, he also knew that he was not a single engine.

Opponents.

Twelve swords sighed and said, "With his strength, you really don't need to take the three thousand brothers in your eyes. The two are completely at different levels."

Han Sanqian's offensive is very fierce, but because of the contempt of Single Qing, even ordinary audiences did not see Han Sanqian in their eyes.

At this time, Han Sanqian had approached the single engine. For his closure move, Han Sanqian just scolded silently: "Stupid."

When Han Sanqian and Shan Qing's fist were in contact with, Shan Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and Han Sanqian's smile appeared in front of him.

Immediately, the expression of the single engine became distorted, and it was a distorted due to pain.

The next moment, Shan Qing felt that his body was uncontrollable, and his feet were off the ground, like a broken kite, flying towards the back.

Flying out of the platform and smashing on the audience's seat, several audiences who were hit by a single engine were sorrowful.

This series of things happened between the electric light firestone, and many people have never returned to God.

I saw the single engine that was hit out and stood up shakingly on the stands, and then the blood in the mouth vomited like a spring, and fell to the ground weakly.

A silent Quartet stand was left with rapid breathing.

In the private stand, Zhou Yangfu, who returned to God, jumped directly from the sofa and walked to the single -sided mirror. He looked at the Han Sanqian on the ring incredible.

This guy ...

How could it be, how could it be a single engine, how could it be!

With the strength of a single engine, how could he be KO.

He is just a weak chicken with a weak body.

In the panic, Zhou Yangfu kept scratching his bald head.

Qinglong Boxing Farm is supported by single engines, and now the single engine is obviously seriously injured. If there is no single engine, the reputation of Qinglong Boxing Farm, it will destroy most of them!

After silence, there was a sound of uproar suddenly erupted. Everyone couldn't dare to look at Han Sanqian on the ring, and even suspected that he had an illusion. How could he see Shan Qing flying out of the ring?

Shouldn't it be him?

"What did I see! He punched a single engine."

"My God, shouldn't it be dazzling? How could this guy kill the single engine with a punch?"

"Shan Qing's fucking vomiting blood, what is impossible, but I didn't expect that this kid was still a master."

"I can't see it, he will be so strong."

Regarding Han Sanqian's ridicule, at this moment, it became an incredible sigh. The powerful image of Shan Qing was disintegrated instantly at this moment, and no one dared to look at Han Sanqian with despise eyes.

Zhou Yan fiercely fanned his two slaps, and said to the sword twelve: "Brother, tell me, I'm not dreaming."

The sword twelve chests were violently undulating, and the shock brought by Han Sanqian KO single engine was too strong, and he couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe it.

But the facts have happened, and what is doubtful?

"It's not dreaming, Sanqian Ge really becomes stronger, and it is terrible." The Dao Shi didn't notice it. He said these words, even his tone trembled slightly.

Zhou Yan swallowed his throat, clenched his fist suddenly, and looked at Han Sanqian as a torch, saying, "Three thousand brothers are so strong, I must worship him as a teacher.

I won't get up in front of him. "

Regarding Zhou Yan's inexplicable persistence, Sword Twelve smiled helplessly and said, "Do you think the three thousand brothers are idle, how can he be idle as your master, you still dispel this idea, let the three thousand brother save worry about it."

Zhou Yan drooped his head weakly, how much trouble Han Sanqian faced. He knew it, and a hot brain was instantly wiped out by the cold water of the sword twelve 1 pot.

"I really die, I used to look down on the three thousand brothers. Fortunately, you taught me in time.

Respect, only the strong can win his respect, and now, Han Sanqian obviously has such qualifications.

Twelve Knife Twelve unconsciously straightened his waist and said, "Will the three thousand brothers be compared with you like you, you still don't make love."

Zhou Yan smiled awkwardly, scratching his head and said, "Brother, you are too attacking people. Although I don't have three thousand brothers, I am not weak."

"Really? Do you want three thousand brothers to appreciate you?"

This sentence made Zhou Yan's eyelids jump straight, and hurriedly said: "Don't use it, brother, don't tease me to play, even the single engine is punching a punch.

Little Destiny. "

At this time, Han Sanqian standing on the ring suddenly turned to look at the private watch. He knew that the person who just talked was here.
Chapter completed!