Urban Madness

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Quiet!

Deathly silence!

For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible.

On the ring, Lee Jong Hyuk is like a demon.

Naha's supreme punch penetrated Huangfulin's chest, then pierced it out from behind, blasting the heart abruptly.

At this moment, the mad dragon sword in Huangfu Lin's hand was only one inch away from Li Zhonghe.

But this inch of distance is like a huge gap between the sky and the earth, which is insurmountable.

At this moment, Lee Jong Hyuk withdrew his fist from his chest.

"She!"

The red blood shot out like a waterfall.

Looking into the distance, Huang Fulin's chest appeared, and a fist-sized blood hole appeared, which was terrifying.

The vitality in his body also dissipated in an instant.

Without the support of strength, the mad dragon sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

"thump!"

The next moment, Huangfulin's body also fell straight down.

A generation of strong men has fallen!

"hiss!"

In the audience, many Chinese warriors took a breath at the same time, and their bodies were shocked like an electric shock.

This tragic and tragic scene caused an unprecedented visual impact and soul shock to them.

No one can imagine that Huang Fulin's stab of death and burning of jade and stone could not cause any harm to Lee Jong Hyuk.

At this moment, Lee Jong Hyuk turned around, his sharp gaze cut out like a blade, sweeping the audience.

The blood drops on his fist, "Pata" and "Pata" dripped to the ground, like a blossoming coquettish blood lotus.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and said: "Huaxia Martial Arts is vulnerable! Chinese martial artists are like ants! Who else are you ready to come up and die?"

His voice was extremely cold and solemn.

Hearing these words, many warriors only felt that the blood was surging, the anger was raging, the blue veins on the forehead were beating, and their fists were squeezed, wishing to go on stage and fight him hard.

However, after experiencing a battle between heaven and man, they finally loosened their fists and lowered their heads, not daring to look at Lee Jong Hyuk.

Are you angry? Not resigned?

of course!

But no matter how angry, no matter how unwilling, what can we do?

You know, Crazy Blade Huangfu Lin is the strongest among them.

But now, he was easily beheaded by Lee Jong Hyuk.

Such a huge power gap cannot be made up by numbers.

Even if they swarmed up, they might not be Lee Jong Hyuk's opponent, and they might even be slaughtered.

...

At the same time, inside a small room in the Taekwondo Hall.

Jin Junxian was sitting on a large sofa, with Erlang's legs tilted up, and he looked dignified.

On the ceiling opposite to him, a huge screen hung, with the camera in the gymnasium, the showdown on the ring was completely presented.

At Jin Junxian's side, Xiao Yunrong was still **** with a rope, kneeling on the ground, and the "tortoiseshell" binding method highlighted her proud body curve vividly.

But her mouth was still plugged, unable to make a sound, but her saliva was already drained.

If it were other men who saw this scene, they might not be able to help but beastly, but Jin Junxian is no longer a "real" man and can only feast his eyes.

After several days of imprisonment and torture, Xiao Yunrong's body had already reached its limit, her limbs were paralyzed, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, Jin Junxian looked down at her, a cold light flashed in his narrow eyes, and said coldly:

"Smelly lady, it seems that you, Ye Fan, have no place in the heart at all! I have waited for so long, and he hasn't appeared. I'm probably going to sacrifice you! Hum... until tomorrow, I will just go straight Get you back to Goryeo, sell it to the kiln, and make you the cheapest biaozi!"

Faced with such a threat, Xiao Yunrong's body trembled, her face pale and bloodless, and her beautiful eyes were full of hopelessness.

She prayed countless times in her heart, hoping that Ye Fan could come to rescue herself.

But she was afraid that Jin Junxian would use herself to threaten Ye Fan and let Ye Fan fall into a passive position.

Unexpectedly, after so long, Ye Fan didn't show up at all.

...

Inside the gym.

Li Zhonghe lowered his head, looking down at the many Chinese martial artists in the audience, suddenly let out a brazen laugh, then said arrogantly:

"Ahahaha...The huge Huaxia couldn't find anyone to be the opponent of the old man. It's ridiculous! You rubbish, what martial arts are you practicing? Just go home and grow sweet potatoes!"

Facing such a provocation, all Chinese martial artists felt extremely humiliated.

However, under the threat of death, he could not bear it.

Finally, someone couldn't bear this humiliation and turned around and wanted to leave the Taekwondo gym.

"stop!

Just a few steps after the person walked out, Lee Jong Hyuk suddenly uttered a scolding, his voice contained an irresistible will:

"This is the old man's gym. Is it a place where you can come and go as you like?"

Hearing this, everyone in the venue changed their color and tightened, as if they were facing a major enemy, they had an ominous premonition, and gritted their teeth and asked, "What do you want to do? Is it possible to kill on Huahai's territory? Huh?"

"Hehe...that's not enough! But—"

Suddenly, Lee Jong Hyuk's conversation turned and continued:

"Since you are not as skilled as humans and are not my opponents, how can you leave the front door swaggeringly? In the backyard of this taekwondo gym, there is a dog hole. On weekdays, many wild dogs burrow through it!"

"You rubbish, just leave that dog hole!"

...

"boom!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a huge boulder hitting the calm water surface, causing a thousand waves of waves, causing an uproar in the arena.

Let them drill the dog hole?

What a joke!

You know, even if the strength of these Chinese warriors in the field is not as good as that of Lee Jong Hyuk, they are also people with a good face.

What's more, now they are not representing themselves, but the face of the entire Chinese martial arts world.

It would be extremely embarrassing to do that.

Suddenly, a burly warrior stepped out, angrily rushing into the crown, his eyes were red, and he looked at Li Jong-hyuk and said, "Koryo, you shouldn't be too much, you really think I am no one in China?"

"Huh...Today, the old man is going to level the entire Chinese martial arts world, what can you do with me? If anyone wins the old man in the ring, you can all leave through the gate! Otherwise, you will either drill a dog hole or die! "

Speaking of the end, a solid killing intent burst out of Li Jong Hyuk's body, frantically spreading in all directions.

In an instant, the temperature dropped to freezing point in the huge gymnasium.

The hair of those Chinese warriors stood up, as if they were being stared at by some terrifying beast, and the strong death pressure was close at hand.

At this moment, the atmosphere is tense and tense, as if there is a little bit of excitement, a grand battle will break out.

However, facing Li Zhonghe alone, the dozens of Chinese martial artists did not have any confidence at all.

Just at this moment, there was a domineering roar in the distance, like a nine-day thunder rolling in:

"Huh... just an old Goryeo dog, dare to be presumptuous in China? It's just looking for death!"

...

This angry shout, like a tiger roaring and a dragon, tearing the sky, ripples and ripples in the air, as if to be torn apart.

This shows the terrifying strength of the coming people!

The faces of many Chinese warriors were filled with joy, like a drowning man who saw the life-saving straw, secretly speculating:

Is it possible...Which one of the peerless powerhouses has arrived? It's saved now!

"Boom!"

After a few breaths, a long rainbow shot from a distance, like a hurricane passing by, and everyone in the court almost couldn't stand still.

Immediately afterwards, a figure of the wind and dust appeared in the sight of everyone.

Looking into the distance, the visitor was about eighteen or nine years old, and he didn't know what he had experienced before. He had a gray-headed look, and his clothes were all torn.

But his exposed muscles, although they are not exaggerated bulges and bends, are incredibly coordinated, firm and strong, yet flexible and long.

The most shocking thing is the look in his eyes!

Like a lonely wolf king, killing the world, there is also a raging anger in it, as if to burn the sky and destroy the world, burning the sky.

Ning Ruo substantive killing intent burst out.

Just one glance left a deep impression on everyone present, which will never be remembered!

At this last moment, Ye Fan finally arrived.