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Wherever the stick went, the tendons were broken and fractured, and Ye Cuo did not have the slightest mercy.

Ten years of killer career in the previous life made him lose his awe of life a long time ago.

Now, he just needs to kill happily and let the hatred in his heart be completely released.

In the field, the corpses gradually piled up, as long as they were in front of Ye Cuo, they couldn't hold up a move, this was a one-sided massacre.

Half an hour later, only Ye Cuo was left, covered in blood, and looked indifferently at Zheng Jaeho who was sitting in a chair.

Zheng Jae-ho sneered, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and said lightly: "A group of waste, it's best to die early, I'm a big Goryeo, I don't need this kind of waste to beg for mercy from the enemy." ”

In this person's heart, he didn't even have a trace of sympathy for his disciples.

Until this time, he looked at Ye Cuo's eyes, still with the eyes of a cat looking at a mouse, with a hint of banter.

As if to say, if I want to kill you, I can kill you at any time.

The two of them glanced at each other, and the killing intent in their eyes was boiling.

"Boy, I'm a little interested in you now. Today, I will use your sword and your death to tell the warriors of China what is called superior martial arts!"

Jung Jae-ho stood up, grabbed the chair violently, and smashed it directly towards Ye Tso.

The speed of the chair was extremely fast, and it was almost in front of Ye Cuo's eyes in an instant.

Ye Co flew up and kicked the chair with a snap, but before the broken wooden board hit the ground, Jung Jae-ho had already reached Ye Co's chest.

Fly with a kick!

Bang!

Ye Cuo's chest was smashed by a sledgehammer, and the whole person flew upside down, shattering a large number of tables and chairs.

Zheng Zaiho stood up, shook his finger at Ye Cuo lightly, and said, "You can't do it!"

Ye Cuo stood up, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and cracked his mouth towards Zheng Jae-ho: "That's it?"

Zheng Jae-ho's complexion changed, his feet kicked on the floor, and with a bang, the wooden floor directly shattered into a big hole, and Zheng Jae-ho's body, like a cannonball, blasted towards Ye Cuo.

He is worthy of being the number one master in Goryeo, and his speed is beyond Ye Cuo's imagination, and he doesn't even have time to blink an eye, and a fist has already arrived in front of Ye Cuo.

"Kneel down!" The punch was incomparable, and it slammed down on the top of Ye Cuo's head.

Ye Cuo raised his hand and punched, and a golden light had flashed out of his fist, and the fine scales covered the entire fist.

"Bang!"

The ferocious collision sound, the shocking Qin Hao's eardrum almost burst, you can imagine how powerful the punch of the collision was.

Zheng Jae-ho took a few steps back, and his chest was surging with blood.

Ye Cuo stood still after shaking his body.

Although Yuan Yao was not here, he didn't dare to completely dragonize, but the power of the fourth layer of the Great Perfection of the Dragon Divine Skill could still be maintained for a long time just by transforming his fists into scales.

Zheng Jaeho's face was suspicious at this time, looking at Ye Cuo's fists.

I saw that Ye Cuo's hands had obviously become much bigger, and the fingers had become slender, like eagle claws, and the sharp nails were like a few scimitars.

"Interesting!" Jung Jae-ho smiled, clenched his fists, jumped to the center of the field, and stood face to face with Ye Cuo.

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes full of murderous aura.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two roared at the same time and rushed towards each other.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were a series of dense crashing sounds, and the air in front of the two seemed to be torn apart, making bursts of explosions.

In the air, a strong smell of blood filled the air.

Zheng Jaeho's eyes became extremely cold, and the murderous aura accumulated in his body began to permeate.

Qin Hao was on the sidelines, feeling that his body had fallen into an ice cave, and in front of his eyes, there seemed to be terrifying pictures.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

Endless Purgatory!

The roaring demon god is roaring!

This terrifying picture made him almost unable to stand, but Qin Hao still gritted his teeth and insisted on carrying the sign.

"Hehe, is this also called murderous aura?" Ye Cuo sneered, and began to release his murderous aura.

In the previous life, he was the most feared demon god in the world, the king of killers, and the existence that kept countless masters awake at night.

In the underground world, there is a legend that as long as a meteor crosses, there will be a life gone, because that meteor must be the flying knife in the palm of the killing god Ye Cuo.

The meteor makes you die, and Yama doesn't dare to disobey!

This murderous aura that rushes to the sky is like substance, splitting the sky and covering the earth, as if it wants to fill the universe.

Jung Jae-ho's murderous aura, compared to it, is simply like a firefly and the sun are brighter than the sun, ridiculously weak.

Ye Cuo's murderous aura instantly rushed away from Zheng Jaeho's murderous aura and surrounded him like a tide.

For a moment, Jung Jae-ho felt like he was trapped in an extremely viscous lake, and it was very difficult to move.

In just a dozen seconds, the two of them collided with each other hundreds of times.

Zheng Zaihao was horrified to find that Ye Cuo's fist was as hard as if it was made of steel, and after hundreds of collisions, his fists had gradually swollen, and Ye Cuo's fist was like a pile driver, smashing down faster and faster, without interruption.

If you continue to fight like this, you will be consumed to death!

Zheng Jaeho's face turned cold, and he slammed out his fists and blasted towards Ye Cuo's chest.

He originally wanted to attack Ye Cuo's vital point and let Ye Cuo protect himself, and then he took the opportunity to withdraw from the circle and get a weapon. Because now the flesh is hard, and I have already suffered a loss.

But unexpectedly, Ye Cuo didn't dodge or dodge, and let him punch him in the chest.

Zheng Jaeho's fist hit Ye Cuo's chest, but it felt like it hit a large iron plate.

Despite this, Ye Cuo's body was still shocked, and blood spilled from his mouth and nose.

But he also seized an opportunity because of this, grabbed Jung Jae-ho's shoulder with one dragon claw, and punched with the other!

"Poof!"

Zheng Jaeho flew out directly upside down, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and his left shoulder, where Ye Cuo grabbed it, was directly torn off a large piece of flesh, and the blood instantly stained Taekwondo's clothes red.

Ye Cuo waved his hand, threw a piece of flesh and blood in his hand on the ground, and walked towards Zheng Zaiho step by step.

Zheng Zaihao's eyes showed a trace of panic, he got up from the ground, and suddenly pulled out a knife from the weapon rack next to him, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes: "Boy, I've been with you for so long, and I've had enough." Now, you give me death!"

In his hand, the sword light suddenly surged like a tide, instantly filling the entire room, drowning Ye Cuo's figure.

"Hahahaha, go die!" Jung Jae-ho smirked madly.

However, in the next second, all the sword light disappeared in an instant.

A golden claw gripped the extremely sharp knife.

"How is that possible?" Jung Jae-ho was completely stunned.

PS: It's a bit unsmooth to write today, and this chapter is a little late. There's another chapter later, but it may be after 12 o'clock, so let's go to bed and read it tomorrow morning.