Kashyapa's divine light continued to strike and said, "Directions depends on your body and pace. Tai Chi emphasizes roundness, and a slight pound of force. But I, Beichen, is attacking and attacking again, you..."

"Do it!" When Ye Han's momentum was weak to a certain extent, he suddenly felt like an erupting volcano. He roared, and suddenly evolved from a handsome young man into an ancient tyrannosaurus. The fierce and violent aura emanated. His eyes were blood red, his feet were stomped on the ground, and the ground suddenly cracked inch by inch. He rushed forward like lightning, and his tiger-shaped slashed, his muscles and bones roared together, sharp and majestic, and rushed towards him.

"Huh?" Kashyapa's divine light suddenly interrupted by Ye Han, and her breath suddenly became unchanged. Then her eyes turned black and Ye Han was already falling down like a hungry tiger and sheep. Kashyapa's divine light likes to fight, so why didn't Ye Han have no plan to deal with it?

The divine light of Kashyapa failed to make a fight, but Ye Han took the lead. In the moment of lightning, Kashyapa's divine light retreated sharply, like a python, and rushed to the cement platform under the ring.

This move was exactly the move that Kashyapa's divine light had dealt with Xiahou Ning. Ye Han was surprised, but he didn't expect Kashyapa's divine light to be so fast. When Ye Han used his strength, Kashyapa's divine light became faster, like a demon god jumping up. He rolled on the spot and rushed to Ye Han in a flash, protecting his brain with one hand and pointing with the other hand like a hook, and stabbing Ye Han's eyes with sharp lightning. Ye Han's eyes suddenly felt a strong wind sting. He closed his eyes quickly, his shoulders trembled, and trembling at Kashyapa's wrists like a shaking gun.

Kashyapa's divine light flipped his wrist, and his white palm instantly appeared large black tendons, and his sharp eagle claws grabbed Ye Han's arm numb tendons.

The situation of the two at this moment was exactly the same as that of Kashyapa's divine light to Xiahou Ning. The difference is that today's divine light technique is more sharp, violent and familiar. Ye Han could only retreat. Once he retreated, Kashyapa's divine light was indeed the same as that day. The attack of the storm and rain, stomping and smashing, and his fingers were scrambling and smashing. He rushed in and rushed in in one breath. The two arms were like two long swords, picking, shaking, slashing, pressing, fast as the wind, and as fast as thunder. The tragedy seemed to be repeated. Today's divine light was one more majestic than when he dealt with Xiahou Ning, and the thunder was violent, as if he was about to explode the arena. There was a cruel smile on his face, because victory was already in sight.

All the audience's hearts were raised to their throats, and more of them were despair. Ye Xin, Xu Si, and Lin Wanqing didn't even dare to breathe. They opened their eyes wide and looked at them in horror. They were so scared that they would see Ye Han's blood splashing in five steps.

Yun Jing, who was sitting in the corner, looked indifferent, and Sun Xiaotian became nervous and said, "Sister Jing, how is the situation now."

"fine!"

"The way of playing Kashyapa's divine light is so powerful that even a master like Xiahou Ning has no power to turn the world back."

"Look!" Yun Jing said lightly.

Everyone held their breath, felt distraught, and they were about to lose, were they going to bear the insults of the Japanese again? Ye Han was already forced to the edge of the ring like Xiahou Ning that day. The next step was that Ye Han fell from the ring, Kashyapa's divine light used his killing move, and slashed with a sword in the wind!

That's how Xiahou Ning failed.

At this moment, Xiahou Ning was in the most pain. Several martial arts masters were also depressed.

The smile in the eyes of Kashyapa's divine light became more and more obvious. "Die!" Kashyapa's divine light shouted loudly, and his murderous aura soared into the sky.

"No!" Ye Xin screamed, tears filling her eyes. It was not just her, but a kind of resolute sadness rose in Xu Si's heart, so uncomfortable that she couldn't make a sound. Lin Wanqing's eyes were also filled with mist.

Old Song and Chu Xiaotian, who were far away, also looked at the live broadcast with a serious expression.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were raised to their true throats, and they couldn't bear to see the scene of shame and disastrous defeat. The moment of lightning.

Suddenly, Ye Han's eyes were blood red, twisted his waist, turned around and half-rotated, facing the midline of Kashyapa's divine light body with his shoulders. In an instant, his right arm retracted, his wrist retreated to the center of his earth, and drew a circle, and his strength accumulated to the peak. As the heart jumped, his horse's stance rose and fell, and his arms were like a dragon's hole, like a spear, stabbing it straight, and directly swept the sword force of Kashyapa's divine light, and pierced straight towards the other party's chest.

Back at the horse!

Ancient powerful generals fought on the battlefield, with a horse and a two-meter-long gun, kicking the camp, and the cold light flashed at the tip of the gun, and ghosts cried and howled.

What a majesty and heroic spirit!

Ye Han is a genius in fighting style. As early as when Kashyapa's divine light jumped off the ring, he had already thought that he had insufficient estimates of him, resulting in miscalculation. He would definitely face the same situation as Xiahou Ning. So while dodging and retreating, he accumulated strength, rose and fell, and turned his body into a galloping horse, waiting for the last reins to stop the horse, which was a fatal shot.

The thrilling essence of the ancient battlefield and murderous intent were all interpreted in Ye Han's "returning the horse" style.

One horse and one shot can break the land and enfeoff the territory, become kings and marquis.

Kashyapa's divine light's face changed rapidly, the dawn of victory broke, and the skin around his body was so sensitive that it was stimulated by Ye Han's strength. He hurriedly used his fist to block it, and with a flash, Kashyapa's divine light's power was not enough to fully emit it. This time, he stepped back and took three steps to the center of the ring.

When he retreated, Ye Han snatched back. In the life-and-death duel, one step was life. Ye Han roared loudly, and one step was lightning to the center line of Kashyapa's divine light. His white claws penetrated the qi and blood power, and instantly turned black. Large tendons exploded, like earthworms. The eagle claws clenched towards Kashyapa's divine light's throat, and his other hand was placed behind his butt, and swung it. Kashyapa's divine light was worthy of being a young genius. His eyes were still clear at this moment, and the lower plate was not confused at all. Facing Ye Han's eagle claw, he turned his head and took a step back. Ye Han rushed forward, and his whip hand had already penetrated the powerful force behind his butt. With one swing, the air crackled, like a tire bursting, and shoveled towards Kashyapa's divine light's forehead.

Kashyapa's divine light tilted his body and avoided it. His feet bounced a little bit underground. With one shot, the ground cracked. With the bounce, the air exploded and kicked Ye Han fiercely. If Ye Han retreated, his superiority would be flattened.

Such a dangerous, real and wonderful fight was something that the audience in the audience had never seen. Everyone was in a state of excitement, and they breathed in their hearts, not knowing how to vent. I don’t know who was the first to hum and said, “Open your eyes, look carefully! Which wishes the captain to recognize himself?”

At this moment, the image of Ye Han, who was as white as snow, was not the same as Huo Yuanjia back then? Thinking of the insults of Kashyapa, the Japanese, and the insults of China, the current situation was absurd and dangerous stimulation. Unconsciously, Xu Si, Ye Xin, and Lin Wanqing all hummed with humming, letting their hearts boil and stir, and they couldn't do it themselves.

Then, the audience started humming together. The whole venue was full of people's hearts and sang together: "Open your eyes, look carefully, who would like to believe that the ministers would recognize themselves! Because of retreat and tolerance, they are arrogant! Call, shout loudly! Here are all soldiers in the country!"

The majestic and exciting voice resounded throughout the battlefield. At this moment, Ye Han felt that his blood was stimulating, and that he would not let his country be trampled on again! His aura burst to the peak, and his national martial arts had a country in his heart and a technique in his hands. At this moment, everyone's aura was borrowed by Ye Han, and he felt that there was a force that could be violent and unimaginable in his body.

Facing Kashyapa's divine light, he spread his legs apart, and when he kicked, he was wrong and clamped. Then he fitted and hit Kashyapa's divine light's chest, and the old bear hit a tree! Kashyapa's divine light looked bloody and crossed his fists in one frame, but he couldn't stop Ye Han's strength and retreated continuously. Ye Han snatched up and followed up with fierce thunder, and the thunder sounded. Kashyapa's divine light blocked three punches. He retreated repeatedly, was forced to the edge of the ring, and simply jumped off the ring, and wanted to use the same trick again. But at this moment, Ye Han would not give him another chance, and he kept biting when he got off the ring.

The moment of lightning, Kashyapa's divine light was about to turn over and rise up. Ye Han rushed down like lightning, and his feet formed a horse-shaped trampled on Yiquan. He stepped hard on Kashyapa's divine light's wrist, and stepped on his wrist into the cement ground. The gravel splattered, and his wrist was immediately covered in blood.

"Okay!" The audience burst into roars and cheers. Some people stood up and burst into tears.

Kashyapa Divine Light was also a real man. He snorted in pain, and pointed his other hand like a sword, and inserted it into Ye Han's eyes. Ye Han didn't blink. The enemy was struggling to death was the most terrible. How could he be careless? The fist was like a cannonball, and he smashed it with a punch, and hit his arm with a burst of cracking sounds. Kashyapa Divine Light's hand softened. Then Ye Han raised his elbow and hit Kashyapa Divine Light's legs.

Kashyapa's divine light broke all his hands and feet, his whole body trembled with pain, and he struggled violently, but he was helpless. His beautiful cheeks were strongly unwilling to accept it, and he was sweating profusely, staring at Ye Han with his eyes tightly.

From intense thunder, dangerous and violent turbulent to silence, it was just a moment. This battle was the most dangerous battle in Ye Han's life. He let out a long breath and slowly stood up.

Win! The audience burst into thunder and applause, the applause was so intense, and tears filled their eyes.

At this time, Ye Han took out the flag of the sick man from the East Asia sent by Kashyapa from his arms and threw it on his face, saying word by word: "Those who insult others will always be humiliated!" Then he stepped on Kashyapa's chest, and the pupils in Kashyapa's eyes dilated, showing infinite fear, and even a hint of begging. Ye Han said quietly: "It turns out that you are also afraid of death. Have you ever thought that when you kill our Chinese compatriots, they don't want to die like you!" After saying that, his feet were pressed down, and the sound of shattering chest sounded. Kashyapa's divine light opened his mouth and said weakly: "So, I'm not a genius!" His eyes began to dissipate, and he gradually lost his spirit.

Thunder and applause lasted for a long time. Xiahou Ning's eyes were filled with tears. His shame had been washed away by Ye Han, and he would have no regrets in his life.

Ye Han stood on the spot, dressed like snow. Ye Xin's tears flowed out, all of which were full of pride. Lin Wanqing's cold face showed a knowing smile. Xu Si stood up silently and left the arena first. Her heart was inspiring. Ye Han, who was so upright, needed someone to be proud of her, quietly and not to be discovered by others. Because at this moment, Ye Han belongs to his sister.

Ye Xin and Lin Wanqing did not notice Xu Si's departure. Ye Xin ran towards Ye Han, threw herself into his arms, hugged Ye Han's neck tightly, and shouted with a smile in tears: "Brother!"

Ye Han smiled helplessly at Lin Wanqing behind him, and Lin Wanqing gave him a thumbs up.
Chapter completed!