Come on, I'm in a hurry.

When this sentence came out of Fang Yi's mouth, Fang Yi's face was expressionless, and the wind was light.

However, when the people of the five major gangs in the hall heard this, the audience was in an uproar.

This is how arrogant it must be to say such arrogant words, not to mention the Koizumi Ichiro who was slapped by Fang Yi, the Thai boxer and Liang Yong are already enough to drink a pot.

Moreover, the white maniac hasn't made a move yet.

Although Bai Mad was defeated by Fang Yi last time, but this time they heard that Fang Yi had a problem with his practice, and he went mad, how much combat power could he have? Even if he defeated Koizumi Ichiro?

You must know that Bai Mad is no longer a human-level eighth layer, but a human-level ninth layer, and he can crush Fang Yi casually.

They couldn't figure out why Fang Yi would say such arrogant words.

"Arrogant!

"It's already a waste, and you dare to make such nonsense!"

"Bai Dashao, you must repair this guy later!"

Everyone put their hopes on Bai Mad and hoped that Bai Mad could defeat Fang Yi so that they could raise their eyebrows.

"Big brother, your voice is very high. Bai Mingqi said.

"Of course. ”

"As long as you can defeat Fang Yi, your prestige will definitely rise to a higher level, and there will be many people who will fall to our Bai family at that time. The White Tiger Gang relied on him, and if they could defeat him, then the White Tiger Gang would not have anything to worry about. ”

Bai Mingqi said, he was calm and calm, obviously thinking about a lot of things, and he was also calculating some things.

Bai Crazy laughed: "Don't worry, Mingqi, didn't I say it, I will trample him under his feet." ”

But the white madness still didn't stand up, because it wasn't yet time for him to play.

The Thai boxer slowly walked in front of Fang Yi, he was wearing a boxer outfit, just a pair of sports shorts, boxing gloves on his hands, bare feet, and his fierce and fierce eyes were as deep as a wolf.

The Thai fighter didn't say anything, clenched his fists, and then thumbs down, making a defiant and insulting gesture to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi's answer is very simple, just as Yao Bo likes to compare the middle finger, and his response to the Thai fighter at the moment is to compare the middle finger.

The Thai fighter made pre-punch gestures and steps, facing Fang Yi sideways, his feet on the ground, his hands scraping his nose, and then a low roar and a kick towards Fang Yi.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, it can be said that in an instant, the Thai fighter's bare feet kicked towards Fang Yi's face with a thousand powers. However, no one noticed that a grim smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yi's mouth.

When the Thai boxer's bare feet kicked in front of Fang Yi, Fang Yi also raised his legs, faster than the Thai boxer.

Bang!

Fang Yi kicked the Thai boxer's standing leg and made it split on the ground, and the Thai boxer's ferocious momentum just now was defused by Fang Yi in an instant.

Later, Fang Yi kicked out again, this time in the Thai fighter's face.

Boom!

The Thai fighter fell straight to the ground, making such a dull thud from the ground.

The whole hall was silent!

"How could it be...... The combat power is so strong?!"

"It's terrible!"

Syllable!

Lin Yuanhao slapped the arm of the chair, stood up suddenly, and glared at Fang Yi on the stage, but found that he couldn't do anything.

The two masters he had spent a lot of money to find were defeated by Fang Yi like this, where did this old face of his go?

Feeling that the eyes of many people fell on him, Lin Yuanhao had no choice but to sit down and said angrily: "Could it be that he said that he went wrong in his practice and went mad, just a bitter trick and used to deceive people?"

But at this moment, he saw Fang Yi on the stage staggering, covering his chest, and almost fell unsteadily. Lin Yuanhao, who saw this scene, suddenly felt that he was slapped in the face invisibly.

I made a mistake! I really made a mistake! I was in too much of a hurry, and I should let the others go up first. The gun shot the first bird, and he put the bird on the muzzle, it was really too urgent, and Lin Yuanhao had an urge to vomit blood.

The reason is very simple, just because Lin Yuanhao was too anxious and pitted himself.

……

Somewhere in the audience, Ye Ziqing was sitting in the corner, and at some point, Song Haoyue had already arrived at Ye Ziqing's side and sat with him.

"The soft muscles are starting to attack, big and young, the opportunity must not be lost, the big young man of the Bai family is already eager to try. Ye Ziqing said.

Song Haoyue smiled and said, "The soft tendons are tasteless, is it really that magical?"

Ye Ziqing smiled coldly and did not answer.

This soft tendon is tasteless, only Ye Ziqing knows in his heart that he carried his grandfather behind his back and went to the sect where his grandfather asked for such a little bit of it, tasteless and colorless, not to mention a person, even if a cow eats it, the tendons and veins will be soft and weak, and the final result is death.

Song Haoyue didn't ask, and made a lazy gesture to Liang Yong, who had been looking at her.

Liang Yong got the order and walked to the stage.

At this time, Fang Yi was running the "Evil Desire Sutra", in fact, Fang Yi understood that he had been poisoned, he quickly recalled what he had drunk before, in addition to the unopened liquor, the most suspicious thing was the cup of tea that Ye Ziqing gave him.

In fact, there is no need to think too much, at this time, just look at the stage, you can see Ye Ziqing sitting with Song Haoyue, Fang Yi already knows it in his heart.

"If my realm is not improved, or if I don't know the True Sutra of Evil Desire, I'm afraid I will really follow your way......"

Fang Yi sneered, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of a playful smile.

Liang Yong came to the stage, stood solemnly, and said coldly: "Da Shao, let me bring you another word, this Rongcheng is still his world, not your Fang Yi's world." ”

"Yes, taking this crooked and evil way, and then it is a conspiracy and petty tricks, and despicable means are used to the extreme, I really want to know, don't you feel shameless if you follow Song Haoyue?"

Fang Yi asked rhetorically.

Liang Yong said: "Hehe, the king is the king, it doesn't matter what means, the important thing is the result, I will make you embarrassed." ”

Fang Yi's eyes were like knives: "Then you come and try." ”

Liang Yong sneered, didn't say anything more, and attacked directly towards Fang Yi.

As soon as you make a move, it's the strongest move!

Human-level seven layers!

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that this subordinate of Song Haoyue would be this cultivator.

However, Fang Yi was only a small surprise, what about the seventh layer of the human level?

Liang Yong came with a gloomy and cold aura, his hand was like a sharp claw, and he directly took it into Fang Yi's chest, wanting to slap the black tiger out of his heart.

The way to respond to the debauchery one is simple, a fist is clenched, and then a blast is thrown.

The punch is out, the internal strength is shaken, and the wind is heard!

Baji boxing, one punch is powerful!

Liang Yong's claws didn't dig into Fang Yi's chest, but Fang Yi's fist hit him in the chest.

Bang!

Liang Yong's body was enveloped by a strong air current, and flew backwards and slammed into the wall outside the ring.

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