A Chinese cultivator couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and shouted: "Kill him, kill him..."

Suddenly, waves of angry roars shook in the hall.

On the stage, the young swordsman who was originally planning to step down stopped. He stared at Ueda He Yan coldly, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "What qualifications do you have to dare to clamor on our land? Today, I will let you learn about what is the real Chinese martial arts!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard two rubbing sounds. The two sharp swords behind the young swordsman were unsheathed at the same time. Two sword lights stabbed Ueda He Yan's neck and slashed at his ankle.

Ueda He Yan looked at it, with a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth. He suddenly yelled softly, and the muscles on his body bulged high. Then, he suddenly exerted force, and suddenly rushed forward, kicked up and kicked the young swordsman hard on the waist.

The young swordsman's face changed drastically and he wanted to avoid it, but because He Hei Yuki was too fast, he had no time to react.

With a bang, he was kicked to the ground by He Yan Ueda. Because of the force too much, a crack was broken into the solid wood platform.

Everyone's face changed. Ueda He Yan's strength was indeed too terrible.

But at this moment, everyone's faces changed drastically, because after Ueda He Yan kicked the young swordsman to the ground, his body actually jumped up in the air and his knees directly pushed towards the young swordsman's chest.

A few slight cracks came, and the young swordsman's entire chest collapsed. His eyes were wide open, and blood foam was rising from his mouth, and he soon died of breath.

Many people were stunned and did not react.

Ueda Hei Yoshi stood up, glanced at everyone coldly, and said proudly: "I have no loss on the karate ring, only death!"

"Damn the Japanese, I'm going to kill you..." An angry roar came from the audience, and then a burly man rushed up to the stage.

Immediately afterwards, a few more roars came, and a few more figures pounced on them.

But the burly man was kicked by Ueda He Yan with just a meeting, and half-kneeled on the ground with his chest in his arms. Blood flowed from his mouth. Ueda He Yan kicked and broke his two ribs.

Then, there was a continuous banging sound. The dozen Chinese cultivators who rushed up were no match for He Yan Ueda and fell to the ground one after another.

Ueda He Yan said proudly with a relaxed look on his face: "Chinese martial arts is just a joke!"

At this moment, most of the other remaining Chinese cultivators stood up. Long Yi stood up and Han Yang also stood up, but Meng Jiaoman and the little girl were still sitting. Meng Jiaoman frowned slightly, but there was a smile on the girl's face, looking at the stage with interest.

Long flashed his anger in his eyes, but at the same time, his eyes were filled with fear. He whispered: "This guy's strength is so powerful, it's really terrifying!"

Han Yang was also a little shocked. Ueda He Yan probably had his cultivation level of one Yuan Zhenshi. In addition, his limbs that were sharper than ordinary weapons, this person was simply a killing machine.

At this time, Long Yi flashed and jumped onto the ring. He stared at Ueda He Yan coldly and said coldly: "Little Japanese, let grandpa come and learn about your skills!"

Ueda He Yan looked him up and down, a trace of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "I thought you Chinese cultivators are all cowards!"

Long flashed his anger in his eyes, and was about to take action. At this moment, two people suddenly flicked into the ring and said to him: "The three of us work together to kill this Japanese devil!"

After hearing this, He Yan Ueda didn't care at all, but instead looked even more contemptuous. He said coldly: "It's indeed a group of inferior guys, who don't even understand the qualities or integrity!"

"You... Japanese devils, if you can go out from here alive today, I will take your surname!" An old man in his fifties shouted at him with an angry face.

"Take my surname, you don't have the qualifications yet!" Ueda Ho Yoshi said coldly.

The old man roared angrily, unable to bear it anymore, and his body flashed and he pounced on him.

Seeing this, Long Yi and another cultivator next to him hesitated for a moment and rushed forward.

Long Yi and the other two had obviously a much higher cultivation level than those who had pounced on before, but even so, the three of them fought together to fight He Yan Ueda. After a hundred moves, they had already shown their defeat.

Seeing this, the old man in Tang suit beside the mixed-race beauty couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "This Ueda He Yan, the combat power is really terrifying!"

As he said that, he whispered to the mixed-race beauty Meng Jiaoman, "Miss, this person insults me, Chinese cultivator so much, should I kill him?"

Meng Jiaoman frowned slightly when she heard this, but at this moment, the young man in white who had been standing on the other side of her suddenly came over and whispered to her: "Miss Meng, this person is so powerful, isn't it the person you are looking for? It would be a pity if he just killed him like this!"

When the old man in Tang dress heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly and glanced at the young man in white.

Meng Jiaoman pondered for a while, then smiled and said, "Yes, Kong Gongzi is right, this person must stay!"

The old man in Tang costume changed his expression when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.

At this moment, the little girl was eating a skewers of mutton in her mouth and suddenly asked, "Two mothers-in-laws, are you opponents of He Yan Ueda?"

The two mother-in-law came to think about it, and one of them said, "We can definitely kill him if we take action together, but if it is one person, I'm afraid I'm really not sure! The strength of Ueda He Yan is really a bit terrible!"

The little girl frowned slightly after hearing this, and continued to eat her mutton skewers, without saying anything else.

On the side, Han Yang and Qiao Yue'er stared at the four people fighting on stage in a row. Qiao Yue'er looked very worried. Han Yang also frowned, his face not very good. He had already seen that although Long Yi and the other two joined forces, they were still not the opponent of He Yan Ueda. At this moment, there were flaws in their moves.

Han Yang took a deep breath, his cultivation level silently activated, and he stared at the stage with a steady attitude.

At this moment, the old man's body stagnated and a flaw appeared. Ueda He Yan grabbed the flaw, slapped him in the chest with a palm, and slapped him all over. The old man suddenly fell to the ground, his face as gold paper, and he vomited blood in his mouth, obviously seriously injured.

After Ueda He Yan slapped the old man away, his speed suddenly increased a lot. He slapped Long Yi and another cultivator with two palms on his backhand.
Chapter completed!