Although the heroic martial arts hall is mainly taught sanda, there are still weapons.

Even knives, guns, and clubs, everything.

It's just that it is usually used less, and it is stored in the warehouse, accumulating a thick layer of ash.

At the moment of life and death, Hong Xiong finally remembered these weapons.

The disciples of the martial arts hall were three generals in a row under Han Ye, although the rabbit died and the fox was sad and even more furious, but they still had some frustration in their hearts.

Hearing Hong Xiong's shout now, many people were overjoyed, and immediately a disciple of the martial arts hall on the periphery rushed towards the treasury.

It's just that Han Ye will let them get the weapon smoothly and enhance their combat effectiveness.

As soon as he saw someone running out, he picked up an oak coffee table, slammed it in the air, and then smashed it hard at the disciple.

With a "buzz", the coffee table flew out with the sound of breaking the sky, and slammed into the back of the martial arts disciple.

This oak tea weighs dozens of catties, and the flight speed is extremely fast, and the kinetic energy generated is even greater.

The disciple screamed miserably, and was hit by this coffee table and almost flew up, his body threw himself forward, his head hit a cylinder, and his head was suddenly blurred with flesh and blood, and he passed out.

Throwing out the oak coffee table, knocking out the disciple who went to get the weapon, Han Ye's defense also revealed a flaw in an instant.

The other martial arts hall disciples saw the opportunity, as if they were crazy, and they besieged frantically.

An oak chair smashed down fiercely from the top of his head with the momentum of splitting Huashan, and slammed heavily on Han Ye's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Wow"

Due to the force of the smash, the sturdy oak chair fell apart in an instant, turning into a block of wood.

Han Ye didn't look back, and slammed his elbow back, hitting the sneak attacker's face right now, directly smashing the bridge of the sneak attacker's nose.

The sneak attacker screamed and fell backwards.

But at this moment of raising his hand, countless fists and feet, he beckoned towards Han Ye.

Between breaths, all parts of Han Ye's body were hit by at least forty or fifty heavy blows!

As far as normality is concerned, even if the world boxing champion has suffered such a dense and intense attack on his body, he has long been unable to bear it, and his internal organs are bleeding profusely, and he falls to the ground and dies.

Han Ye was not like this, but the more he fought, the more energetic he became, and the more he fought, the more powerful he became.

The inheritance of the ancient gods exerted a shocking effect at this time.

The Kua Moth Cipher on his chest seemed to be burning, frantically seeking the aura of heaven and earth, replenishing his muscles, skin, and bones, desperately enhancing the strength of his muscles and bones, and resisting the impact of external attacks on his body.

Because the attack he encountered was particularly fierce, this time the Praise Moth Ciphertext absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and it was also extremely violent.

He even felt that the Qua Moth ciphertext on his chest was like a black hole, almost pumping the heaven and earth aura within a radius of one mile into a vacuum!

Han Ye could clearly feel that his muscles were getting stronger, his bones were getting denser, and his skin was getting more and more solid.

The divine power in his body also continued to grow and grow with the influx of heaven and earth aura, allowing him to continue to approach the realm of a third-order martial artist.

Han Ye became more and more brave the more he fought, and the more he fought, the more crazy he became.

But he also knew very well that the damage reduction effect of the Qua Moth Ciphertext was about to reach its limit.

Because, the burning sensation caused by the piece of qua moth ciphertext on his chest burned through his skin, almost into the depths of his body.

In addition, the thin heaven and earth aura nearby could not support him to withstand a fierce attack for a long time.

He must deal with these enemies in the shortest possible time!

Han Ye simply let go of his hands and feet, like a tiger like a flock of sheep, rushing and killing in the crowd.

He didn't shoot with any fancy, no tricks, not even a lot of dodge.

Fist for fist, leg for leg.

When the other party punches him, he also responds to the other party's punch, and when the other party kicks him, he will inevitably return the other party's kick.

It's just that he was punched and kicked, and it was fine.

But every punch he throws, every time he throws a kick, someone will inevitably break their tendons and lose their combat effectiveness.

His tactics are simple, direct and rude!

But it's very effective.

The martial arts hall disciples screamed one after another, and fell to Han Ye's feet, moaning in pain.

In just a few minutes, the seventeen or eighteen disciples of the entire martial arts hall, except for a few people who could still stand, the others were lying on the ground, their legs were broken, and their hands were broken, and they were seriously injured.

The remaining three martial arts hall disciples looked at the clown mask on Han Ye's face and the cold eyes behind the mask, all of them with frightened faces and cold hearts.

One of them was even so frightened that his whole body trembled like chaff, and even his pants were a little wet.

They knew from the beginning that this mysterious kicker was very powerful.

But they never expected it,

The other party turned out to be such a terrifying madman!

Such a terrible killing god!

Seventeen or eighteen of them beat one person, thinking that they had a safe chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, the other party would cripple more than half of their seventeen or eighteen disciples in the entire martial arts hall in just a few minutes!

These sanda boxers who have practiced martial arts for many years are extremely fragile and vulnerable in front of this kicker!

This kicker, really

It's crazy!

Too ruthless!

It's bloody!

So many people fought together, but they didn't cause any harm to the kickers, only their two or three kittens were left, and it was even more impossible to beat each other!

"Poof!

The three remaining martial arts hall disciples fell to their knees together, pleading bitterly:

"Big brother, stop fighting! Don't fight! If the martial arts hall has accidentally provoked you, you have a lot of tens of millions of adults, treat us as a fart, don't be like us!"

"Senior, we are just a small role in the martial arts hall, you raise your noble hand, do well, let us go." ”

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Han Ye looked at them without any pity in his eyes.

These people were all involved in the beating of the aunt and Xiaorui.

When they encounter the strong, they desperately stammer, begging bitterly, but when they encounter the weak, they bully the weak and are ruthless.

He will not forgive easily, and he will never forgive easily.

"Scrap a hand myself, and I'll consider letting you go. Han Ye's tone was tough and unshakable.

The three martial arts hall disciples had a look of struggle on their faces.

Giving up a hand is naturally very painful.

But they also knew that since the kicker said so, there was no room for bargaining.

After hesitating for a long time, looking at the seriously injured brothers lying on the ground, and listening to their painful moans, the three of them finally felt that it was much more cost-effective to abandon one hand.

So, they rested their arms on the table, gritted their teeth, endured severe pain, helped each other, and broke one of each other's arms.

Han Ye glanced at the three of them who were holding their arms in a cold sweat.

These cannon fodder have been punished enough and there is no need for further attention.

Next, it's time for him to find the main owner, Hong Xiong, to settle the general ledger.

This old fox has not been on the field since the beginning, but has been commanding on the periphery.

He was patronizing and cleaning up the group of martial arts disciples just now, and after a moment of hard work, Hong Xiong disappeared.

Han Ye was about to turn his head to look for it, when a violent wind suddenly blew in the back of his head.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound of "bang", and the back of his head was hit hard by a heavy object!

Han Ye only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his ears "buzzed", as if something was chirping sharply inside, and he couldn't hear any other sounds anymore.

He was dizzy and stumbled forward, but it was only with great difficulty that he stabilized his body and did not fall to the ground!

It's the first time since he got the Qua Moth Cipher that someone has broken through his defenses and dealt him a heavy blow!

Han Ye shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the feeling of vertigo and looked back.

I saw Hong Xiong standing behind him with his shirtless, revealing his well-developed chest muscles, holding an arm-thick solid raw iron rod in both hands!