The big war broke out immediately.

I saw Yao Baisheng punch angrily and smashed out.

The punch was fierce and sharp, like a sharp knife, piercing into the ocean.

"This is, the extremely true lineage, the extremely true fist intent!"

"Fierce and cold, the punch is done."

"This person, in the extreme true lineage, must be the person who carries the crown."

As the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

After seeing Yao Baisheng smash out with a punch, the old man in military uniform on the VIP seat, his old eyes suddenly sank, and he said in exclamation.

"General Lu is right, this Master Yao is the master of the Extreme True Martial Arts!" Lin Feng held the teacup, blew the hot air, and then smiled smugly.

In Lin Feng's opinion, no matter how strong the master invited by the Xu family is, after the successive battles, it must be the end of the strong crossbow.

Under Master Yao, isn't it an instant defeat?

In today's boxing match, the one who has the last laugh must be the Lin family!

"Xu Fengliang, Xu Fengliang, you want to borrow Hua Yinglong to sweep the power of the heroes in the boxing match, deter Yanjing in one fell swoop, integrate the powerful and wealthy, and be the king of Yanjing."

"But unfortunately, you did everything you could, but in the end you made a wedding dress for my Lin family."

"As long as this battle, my Lin family can keep the dignity of Yanjing and turn the tide, and it will inevitably gain supreme prestige among the forces in Yanjing."

"When the time comes, it will be me Lin Feng who will become the king of Yanjing, not you Xu Fengliang!"

Lin Feng had a smile on his face, and he thought secretly in his heart.

He had almost seen the sight of all the families worshipping him after the victory in this battle.

But five minutes passed.

Lin Feng imagined that the rout of Zhonghua Yinglong did not appear.

On the contrary, under Yao Baisheng's stormy offensive, he was unharmed.

Like a flat boat in the turbulent waters of the Hanhai Sea, Hua Yinglong stood with his hands in his hands, smiling and dodging. No matter how stormy it is outside, I don't move!

So much so that Yao Baisheng punched dozens of times, and he didn't even touch the corners of Hua Yinglong's clothes.

"Master Lin, it seems that this Master Yao you are proud of is old."

"The movements are sluggish, and I can't even touch the corners of Mr. Hua's clothes." In his ears, Xu Fengliang's faint laughter came.

Lin Feng's face was undoubtedly ugly.

He put down the teacup and shouted into the ring: "Master Yao, what are you doing?" ”

"Don't waste time!"

"Hurry up and punch me and blow that Oriental wolf out of me!"

"Cao Nima, shut up!" However, as soon as Lin Feng's words fell, Yao Baisheng on the ring scolded him directly.

At that time, Lin Feng's eyes widened, and his old face turned into pork liver.

He didn't expect that Yao Baisheng would dare to scold him?

However, how did Lin Feng know that Yao Baisheng not only wanted to scold him now, but also had the heart to kick him.

Doesn't he want to blow up Hua Yinglong?

Doesn't he want a quick fix?

Then you have to have this strength!

After a short battle, Yao Baisheng realized how strong the middle-aged man in front of him was?

He punched thirty-six punches in a row, and every punch was dodged by him.

In other words, I can't do it in the past few minutes, and I can't practice close quarters by myself.

"Tired, aren't you?"

"It's my turn!"

Suddenly, there was a cold laugh in my ears.

The next moment, Yao Baisheng suddenly froze, and his old eyes were dead.

I only felt an unparalleled threat of death sweeping in.

Let him, his hair stand on end!

"No, I vote..."

Yao Baisheng howled in fright, but it was still too late after all.

Everyone saw that Hua Yinglong, who had been avoiding and not fighting, finally made a move.

This shot is a thunderous momentum!

Within a few breaths, kick seven feet in a row!

Bang bang ~