Qin Hao's provocation completely angered Shan Chu. His arms were beating, his face became ferocious and terrifying. The energy of heaven and earth continued to condense on his fists: "Qin Hao, do you dare to take my punch!"

Qin Hao raised his eyebrows and floated in black: "Just come!"

Everyone at the scene held their breath.

In the past, the King of Fighters Shan Chu was crushed by a force of decisive force, and never fell into a hard battle like today.

"Don't worry, the King of Fighters will not be defeated. He is a legend of our Nanyang Kingdom. How could a man with the most talented man in a thousand years be defeated by an unknown person like Qin Hao?"

"That's right, Qin Haoxiao Xiao wanted to win the King of Fighters Shan Chu, which was simply a fool."

"Come on Shan Chu!"

The deafening shouts started.

Xue Dai Chuji curled the corners of her mouth, and she believed that her master was invincible.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

Shan Chu's arms met together, and the left and right fists were joined together. His qi and blood were surging, and he said with a grim smile: "Qin Hao, this punch was originally left to the boxing saint Pa Zhao Yuhua. Today you are honored to be qualified to die under my punch!"

"Are you finally coming? The result of five years of cultivation!"

"This momentum is so strong, it must be unstoppable. Qin Hao is dead."

"What kind of fist is this! What a terrible fluctuation."

Qin Hao raised his eyebrows, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes: "It's finally interesting."

"Sky Fist!"

boom!

This punch was formed and covered most of the glory fighting arena.

This is the true power of King of Fighters!

"Who can beat this punch!"

"The King of Fighters is worthy of being the King of Fighters, and Qin Hao is afraid he will only be able to escape in a panic."

China.

Zhuque's heart burst into pieces: "So strong!"

Xuanwuluo frowned: "If this punch falls, even I will lose half of my life."

Baihu clenched his fists: "Qin Hao is in danger."

Only Qinglong shook his head: "Qin Hao is not a reckless person. We believe him. Even if he loses, we will still be there, right?"

The energy is fierce.

Shan Chu's body flashed, and he took the punch into the sky and hit Qin Hao directly.

"Good come!"

Qin Hao clenched his fist, his tendons bulged, and his blood flowed. He said lightly: "Just try it with you, how strong is my real strength!"

Yes, Qin Hao has not erupted all his power from the beginning to the present. The dragon veins on the earth intertwined with the dragon soul and finally condensed on the body. If this wandering force is concentrated at one point, how strong can the power it erupts?

Qin Hao once asked Xiaolong what is the power of the dragon clan compared with the ants known as the strongman?

As we all know, even though the ant is small, its power is enough to hold up objects that are five hundred times heavier than itself. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is born with divine power.

At that time, Xiaolong's expression was full of disdain: "The power of the ant tribe is ultimately limited, and the power of the dragon tribe is infinite. Only if you are strong enough, it is not difficult to support a piece of the sky."

Dragon Fist!

Qin Hao laughed. Only when I am strong enough, I can beat everything up.

What is your King of Fighters!

Bang!

The two forces collided with the most violent and direct force, just like a planet exploding.

The entire glory fighting arena trembled and shaking.

Everyone was frightened and frightened to the extreme.

The earth in the arena of the Glory Fighting Spot collapsed directly, and murderous intent was filled with the air. The force kept colliding and friction, just like the end of the world.

Qin Hao and Shan Chu's bodies collided directly.

Fist and fist hit together.

But this collision did not last long.

Shan Chu's super sky punch is an explosion that compresses the limit of the body and cannot be replicated, and his body cannot support the sustainability of this power, but Qin Hao is different. His body is a dragon soul, a dragon vein in the earth, and has unlimited potential. The force he can swing is enough to last. Even if Qin Hao wants to, he can burst out a stronger punch.

Bang!

One rises and the other falls.

Shan Chu's arms were bent, his five fingers were sunk, and the energy began to retaliate.

puff!

Shan Chu tried his best and finally got defeated. He spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Qin Hao's eyes narrowed, his body jumped down, and he raised his big feet and stepped directly on Shan Chu's chest and abdomen.

Bang!

Shan Chu smashed into the ground, his clothes were broken, bloody and bloody, and his breath was intermittent.

Qin Hao waved his hand and the intertwined murderous intent dissipated.

Qin Hao stood there, just like when he first arrived, and Shan Chu, the King of Fighters, who was praised as a legend by the Nanyang Kingdom, twitched all over, blood was dripping, and extremely miserable.

Slut a sex!

Only Yukishiki clapped his hands and raised his proud little head to scan a group of stunned audiences, very proud.

The applause hit these Nanyang people like slaps.

I was very arrogant just now, but I couldn't say a word at this moment.

The King of Fighters was defeated.

Legend is no longer a legend.

"How is this... possible..." Someone looked bitter and still couldn't believe it.

"Woo woo..." A girl started crying.

"The King of Fighters is defeated, who else can stop this person!"

Nanyang Skyscraper.

The faces of a group of chaebol masters were extremely cold.

"You can't let Qin Hao leave alive, just do it."

"I understand, start the plan!"

The Glory Fighting Arena suddenly remembered a whistle sound, which was the guards' whistle to clear the field.

Seeing that the face changed, Xue Daichu shouted, "Master, let's go quickly."

After Yu Xue Dai first met him and wanted to step into the arena of glory, he found that he could no longer enter the barrier.

"This..." Xue Daichu's pretty face turned pale.

"It seems that some people always like to do things without following the rules, but it doesn't matter. If you want to play, I will play with you to the end. When you first meet, you can leave first. Don't worry, I will find you." Qin Hao pulled out the Dragon Sword, the dragon scale armor protects his body, and the cold light bursts out, and the murderous intent is lingering.

"Yes, master." Xue Dai Chujian understood that he would only become a burden for Qin Hao, and leaving at this time was the best choice.

Step on.

The troops with great evil spirits began to surge from all directions. Looking around, they were densely packed, and each of them was well-trained special forces.

A middle-aged man with fat weight came out and chuckled, "It was a wonderful battle, but Mr. Qin, you probably forgot that this is Nanyang, and everything here is up to me."

"Is that true?" Qin Hao refused to comment.

"Mr. Qin, you are very strong, but no matter how strong you are, there is a boundary. The dead soldiers around me, these special forces, and long-range firepower have been aimed at here, are countless. From the beginning, Mr. Qin, you lost this battle."

"That may not be." Qin Hao said lightly: "Just because of these people, I'm afraid I can't keep me."

"Mr. Qin, you are too arrogant." The middle-aged man said coldly: "Now I will give you two choices. First, abandon your martial arts cultivation and be imprisoned in my Nanyang prison for life. Second, die."
Chapter completed!