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Chapter 233 I don't like this kind of bridge

Chapter 231 I don't like this kind of scene

"It's too fierce..." Everyone couldn't help but take a breath. When they punched, they all felt their bodies trembling. They didn't know how the boy in the middle could hold on.

"It's not going to be smashed into meat pie, right?" Someone shouted in surprise, and he was even more afraid of the red-haired man. The Taishan lineage is worthy of being a world-famous martial arts sect.

But at this moment, a low laughter came out in the field.

"I thought Muay Thai would surprise me, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable."

In the battlefield, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing their bodies.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath, and saw that the red-haired man's fist was blocked by Ye Chen with one hand in the battlefield.

The red-haired man's face turned red. No matter how hard he tried, Ye Chen's fingers were like an insurmountable mountain, unable to make any progress.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air. This scene was so weird, as if a huge mountain was pouring down, but was blocked by a bamboo pole.

"This... actually blocked it", countless people were stunned.

Only Feng Xueer was not surprised by this.

"You...I..." The red-haired man was about to speak out, but saw Ye Chen's disdainful lust in his eyes, and a trace of evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Not good..." The red-haired man suddenly felt a bad feeling and was about to retreat, but it was already one night. A wave of overwhelming force roared, instantly shaking his blood and flew backwards. The arm that took action was even more shattered inch.

The whole person came and went faster. He was knocked away dozens of meters and smashed hard on the ground, smashing a spider into the hard ground.

A devil-like voice rang in the red-haired man's ears

"I said I wanted you a pair of legs."

"No...don't...", the red-haired man screamed in horror.

Only two light cracks were heard, and the red-haired man's thighs, which looked like bulls, bent directly at a strange angle.

The blood-colored scales on the surface of the red-haired man's body had no chance of competing in front of Ye Chen, and were directly shaken into powder.

The red-haired man's face turned pale in an instant, beads of sweat as big as beans emerged from his forehead, and his teeth were clenched.

There was suddenly a silence around, strange and silent.

Everyone didn't even dare to leave the air conditioner.

I originally thought that the boy had no room for resistance in front of the red-haired man, but I didn't expect that the situation would turn so much. The red-haired man had no room for resistance in front of the boy, and his legs were directly broken.

That is Master Henglian of the ancient Muay Thai technique. Even the monks from Fahua Temple cannot compete with the ancient Muay Thai technique.

"Boy, wait for me. My Muay Thai lineage will not stop there. In my sect, the masters are already on the way," the red-haired man shouted.

Ye Chen sighed softly. Actually, he didn't like this kind of scene at all. After hitting the young, the old jumped out again? Isn't it disgusting!

"Forget it, I, Bencong, still plans to let you go. Now it seems that I can't keep you anymore." Ye Chen sighed lightly, raised his foot and walked forward.

"Little brother, think twice, that's Master Henglian." Someone couldn't help but remind.

The others also clenched their fists for him. Did they ignore it even though they knew that the other party was from the Grandmaster Sect?

In response to this, Ye Chen just smiled indifferently and slapped it without hesitation.

The red-haired man's expression changed wildly. At that moment, he adjusted the internal energy of the whole week without hesitation. The red scales on his body burned like flames, resisting Ye Chen's slap tightly.

Bang!
Chapter completed!
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