"It's... This is, a sword in the sleeve! ”

"Bastard, he actually used weapons?"

"Xu Fengliang, you are blatantly violating the law!"

"Victory is not martial!"

Xue Renyang sat up in shock, and suddenly shouted angrily at Xu Fengliang.

Yanjing boxing tournament is only about fists and feet, regardless of swords.

Any weapon is forbidden in boxing!

Faced with Xue Renyang's anger, Xu Fengliang picked up the teacup unhurriedly, took a sip, and then said, "Master Xue, why be angry? ”

"What Mr. Hua uses is definitely not a sword, but a bone knife!"

"It's carved from human bones, and bones can be regarded as part of fists and feet, so it's not a violation!"

"You... You.., good you Xu Fengliang, it's just a strong word! Xue Renyang trembled with anger.

At this time, on the boxing ring, Hua Yinglong shouted majestically, but it was only if the thunder exploded.

"East! Ocean! Seven Swords Slash! ”

Thorn~

If the lightning flashed, Hua Yinglong held a short blade, stepped on the ground, and stepped seven steps in a row!

Every step is like lightning across the sky.

Fast as the wind!

At the same time, after each step fell, Hua Yinglong's hand interrupted the sword and slashed towards Ye Fan's body!

Stab~

In this way, Hua Yinglong's old trick was repeated, stepping on the boxing ring for 7749 steps, and Ye Fan's body was also hit by 7749 knives.

The sleeves of the shirt cracked, and the broken steps exploded.

Everyone saw that Ye Fan's body was full of holes under Hua Yinglong's monstrous might!

"Brother Xiaofan~"

Xu Lei cried worriedly, her fists clenched, and her fingertips were deep in the flesh and blood.

Everyone in the Xue family was even more desperate!

Only Xu Fengliang is proud!

"After all, it's just a young man."

"Do you still want to blow up the rich family and the rules of the world's elites?"

"You don't even explode Hua Yinglong, what do you have to talk about blowing up the world?"

Xu Fengliang shook his head and smiled.

Looking at the young man with thousands of holes under Hua Yinglong's sword, Ye Fan's words on the deck just now undoubtedly became a joke.

"Huh?"

"Isn't that right?" When everyone thought that Ye Fan was powerless, only the old man in military uniform shrank his pupils and exclaimed.

"No blood, no flesh."

"This Hua Yinglong is torn, it's just his clothes!"

"Seventy-seven forty-nine swords, they didn't hurt his body in the slightest!"

What the?

The words of the old man in military uniform are just like a boulder entering the sea, but in this world, setting off monstrous waves.

Everyone looked at it in horror, and found that it was just as the old general had said.

Although Ye Fan's clothes were torn, there were no wounds all over his body.

"This... How is this possible? ”

"It's impossible!"

"The stupid big man who practiced kung fu before, was slashed by my Hua Yinglong."

"You're just a skinny kid, how can you stop the power of my Oriental swordsmanship?"

At this time, Hua Yinglong was undoubtedly completely stunned.

He stared at his eyes, and after slashing the seventy-seven forty-nine swords, he looked at Ye Fan who was unscathed, and his old eyes were almost split, and he couldn't believe it at all.

Ye Fan listened, but shook his head and smiled.

"The Chu family has a third young master, named Chu Qitian."

"He has an Oriental ninja under him, and he is the best at Oriental ninjutsu."

"If my expectations are correct, you should be Chu Qitian's Oriental dog."

Ye Fan was condescending, smiling coldly, while speaking, he took steps and walked slowly in the direction of Hua Yinglong.

And Hua Yinglong listened, but his back was cold, and his heart was even colder.

His face was full of panic, looking at Ye Fan, and he was almost frightened: "This... These, you... How would you know? ”

"You.. Who are you?!!!! ”