hiss, and the onlookers at the scene instantly gasped.

originally thought that Zhang Yanxiong, who was tall and tall, could fight with these Southeast Asian monkeys for a few rounds, and he couldn't keep them in K.O, but the reality was too slap in the face, and he didn't even hold on for a round.

Directly the arm was abolished.

It's terrifying!

Yue Hao didn't expect that the strength of these people was so terrifying!

Although Zhang Yanxiong is a low-level disciple, he is really impatient with kung fu, even if he fights against Yue Hao, he is not sure that he will be able to move K.O Zhang Yanxiong.

When such a situation occurred, Yue Hao, who was originally relatively calm, was a little panicked.

The scene was silent, and a few seconds later, the group of Southeast Asians let out an even more piercing ridicule: "Chinese people, sure enough, it doesn't work, saying that you are paper tigers, and it's a bit insulting to paper tigers!"

Yue Hao's face was pale, if someone else held a martial arts conference today, he would definitely sit idly by, but this was on the territory of the Yue family, if he ignored it, the Yue family's reputation in the rivers and lakes would plummet.

He pursed his lips and glanced at the young man beside him.

The young man kept a plank, his eyes flashed with coldness, and the muscles on his face were tense and cold.

The next moment, he walked straight to the ring.

There was an exclamation from the crowd, sweeping away the depression just now.

"Wu Dong, the youngest elder of the Yue family, I didn't expect him to be on it!"

"You must take care of these southeast monkeys!"

Jiang Chen stood on the periphery, and there was an endless sound of discussion in his ears.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the ring, and it seemed that this man named Wu Dong still had two brushes.

I saw Wu Dong jump easily, and the whole person jumped into the ring, he didn't talk nonsense, and as soon as he went up, he punched the Southeast Asian man.

This time his punches were much more subtle than before. With a punch, five or six phantoms appeared in the air.

Virtual, virtual and real, like a thousand-armed Guanyin.

The contempt on the faces of the Southeast Asian disappeared, and he took a few sharp steps back, pulling a deep furrow in the wooden floor.

Wu Dong stepped on the floor as if he was stepping on the water, and the whole person slid forward lightly, pressing the opponent in front of him.

Finally, the Southeast Asian retreated to the edge of the ring, with no way to dodge, only to hear an angry roar, a crackling sound came from his body, and I saw the surface of his strong arm, and suddenly the skin burst.

The speed of the arm is doubled as soon as it is visible to the naked eye!

Immediately after, his punch blasted out and hit Wu Dong's heart.

With this punch, the sonic boom in the air was like the sound of firecrackers, several times louder than Wu Dong's punch just now.

At the same time, the phantom iron fist in the air also struck towards the strong man.

In just one second, four or five popping sounds rang out one after another.

I saw that the two hit each other almost at the same time.

However, Wu Dong only hit one punch, while the strong man from Southeast Asia hit six punches.

Southeast Asians have been hit hard in the chest, stomach, neck, shoulder blades, and face.

Affected by the huge impact, Wu Dong quickly retreated back a dozen cloths, and after stumbling a few steps, he stood firm, but there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and a huge fist mark was printed on his chest.

The front garment was burned by the intense heat, revealing a large hole.

However, there was also a price in it that immediately attracted the attention of the scene.

On his chest hung a bronze armor, the disc-sized bronze armor was now deformed, and a huge fist was printed on it.

On the other hand, the southeast giant, he had been bombarded by Wu Dong, his two arms were all broken, his chest was also sunken in, and he was lying on the ground struggling to get up, but he didn't get up.

There was an explosive roar from the crowd, venting the anger just now.

However, Yue Hao was not very happy, because Wu Dong was waiting to deal with Jiang Chen, and now he was punched for no reason, which affected his state.

Wu Dong's strength is only stronger than him, not weaker, and it is normal to kill these southeast monkeys in seconds.

However, he didn't know that Wu Dong, who was standing on the stage, was already at the end of his crossbow, and the punch of the strong man in Southeast Asia just now, although Wu Dong had armor to take over most of his strength, his internal organs were still tremored, and his organs had been seriously damaged.

If he did it again, he would have fallen down on the spot.

In the face of the deafening cheers, Wu Dong did not have a smile on his face, he looked at the group of Southeast Asians with his peripheral vision, and there was a trace of fear.

Obviously, Wu Dong's strength also shocked the group of Southeast Asians who came to find trouble, they muttered birds for a while, and sent a short man to the stage, this person has dark skin, triangular eyes, a red cloth tied around his head, and the most terrifying thing is that there is a thin silver snake walking around his neck.

The little snake was thin, like a chopstick, much like flowing mercury.

Wu Dong's Adam's apple squirmed, and he threw an inquiring look at Yue Hao in the audience, but Yue Hao nodded and asked him to continue.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Wu Dong's mouth, which was self-deprecating and mocking.

So far, Yue Hao still can't see his physical condition?

As soon as the little man came on stage, without saying a word, he threw a few bottles into the ring, and in an instant, the smell of blood on the stage overflowed, and the red mist rose, and at the same time, the silver snake on the little man's neck suddenly stood up, and the sesame big eyes were full of red light.

Murderous!

Wu Dong twisted his body uneasily, his hands slowly spread out, and he was ready to fight.

The corners of Jiang Chen's eyes twitched, looking at this situation, he immediately thought of Lu Guanglin who was killed on the bus, when that kid did it at that time, the atmosphere was a bit similar to now.

Soon, there was a sudden uproar in the ring.

Those red lights gradually gathered, forming a small hurricane, and then swayed towards Wu Dong.

Everywhere the red tornado went, the floor was shattered, and debris was scattered in the ring.

Wu Dong retreated wildly, but the small hurricane formed by the red mist was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing after him.

At the same time, the little man slipped into the thick fog of the field, and after a few seconds, he disappeared.

The sound of the wind, the crackling, the howl of the ghost and the wolf, suddenly sounded in the ring.

Most of the people who came to participate in the martial arts conference were some foreign boxing disciples, who had seen such a scene, and their faces turned pale with fright, and they hurriedly retreated.

Yue Hao's face became more and more solemn, and it seemed that he had underestimated these Southeast Asians.

If the person on the stage is replaced by him, he must definitely retreat.

Just from the monstrous bloody aura, you could feel how terrifying this spell was.

Wu Dong had suffered a heavy blow just now, and at this moment, facing such a scene, his mind was nervous, and with the effect of the spell, he felt that the world was spinning, and he had an urge to spit out his intestines.

The small hurricane didn't hit him, it kept circling around him, and he couldn't find the Southeast Asian dwarf if he wanted to attack first.

Wow!

Finally, Wu Dong couldn't stand the reaction of his body, and the contents of his stomach squirted out like a shower.

At the moment when he bent over, in the red mist, a black palm suddenly stretched out and slapped his back with a bang.

Wow!

Another sound, clearly visible on the field.

Wu Dong vomited a mouthful of black blood and threw it into the red mist.