"You're dead!"

Ye Nanfeng withdrew his fist and looked indifferent.

A huge punch was deeply imprinted on Miyazaki Yamato's chest, half an inch deep.

The chest cavity is so sunken that an ordinary person would have vomited blood and died of death.

Yamato Miyazaki is strong and only half a step away from the peak of his internal strength, so he can stand up so erect.

"I actually lost."

Yamato Miyazaki laughed bitterly.

Crackling.

Flashes of explosions came from Miyazaki Yamato's body, and his limbs twitched continuously, and countless blood columns ejected.

With a bang.

Yamato Miyazaki collapsed to the ground as if he had no bones.

His eyes were wide open, filled with horror. Until his death, he could not believe that Ye Nanfeng could understand him in one move.

He used only one punch to completely shatter his "one-slash" and even shattered his muscles and bones.

The whole audience was silent, so quiet that they could hear each other's rapid beating heartbeats.

"Dead?

This Japanese man died just like that!"

“What did I see just now?

This kid actually killed a famous Japanese master in Qianshan City with just one punch! What the hell is this?"

"This kid did not show any energy, and with his physical strength, he was so powerful! He hit the Japanese genius with one punch! Could it be that he is the master of training?

One force will reduce ten times!"

Everyone took a breath of cold air, and their hearts were so shocked that they could not be further shocked.

Zhenren Xuanming looked surprised and breathed a few breaths before he returned to normal.

"Not only one of the masters of the sect is in a million, even if there are not one out of tens of millions of people, there may not be one."

"How could he be a master of cultivation now? He is just a reckless man who has practiced the power technique and has only a body of brute force."

The old god Xuanming was calm and looked at Ye Nanfeng slightly, but still with a hint of contempt.

If Ye Nanfeng is a master of training, he is still afraid of it. Unfortunately, he can see at a glance that Ye Nanfeng is not a master of training.

He is the nemesis of this reckless man, and his powerful magic is beyond his limitless power.

"Okay, okay! It's amazing!"

Liang Shanhui clenched his fists and looked at Ye Nanfeng tightly, looking extremely excited.

"This kid really surprised me!"

Old man Liao looked surprised.

Tang Fengyun and Liang Hong were both stunned, looking shocked.

Yamato Miyazaki once lost many Chinese warriors in Qianshan City. With his sword, he became famous and was a master who was ranked first.

But he couldn't stop Ye Nanfeng's move! Things exceeded their expectations, and Ye Nanfeng's strength exceeded their ideas.

The two of them looked a little solemn and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

If Ye Nanfeng is really a master of training and overwhelmingly over the crowd and no one is his opponent, then their lives will be unsuccessful.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Guo Tianyi sat on the ground, looking stunned.

He didn't believe that Yamato Miyazaki died just like that, but the facts in front of him were in front of him.

Yamato Miyazaki was blown out with a punch.

"now you."

Ye Nanfeng looked at Guo Tianyi coldly and said calmly.

Without Miyazaki Yamato, Guo Tianyi was slaughtered.

This man refused to change his life after repeated instruction and treated human life as a mustard. After getting off the high-speed rail, he ordered people to chase him, but they were all shocked by Jin Kangyong.

If he continues to let him go this time, Ye Nanfeng knows that the revenge he will be endless.

When Guo Tianyi was frightened by Ye Nanfeng's cold gaze, his face was pale, his legs and feet were weak, and a warm current flowed out of his crotch.

He was arrogant and arrogant just now, but now he is in a mess and unbearable position.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out.

A figure jumped into the sky, and with a bang, his feet fell heavily to the ground, standing in front of Ye Nanfeng's eyes.

This person is Liang Shanhui.

"Mr. Ye, you are so good at kung fu! I'm so excited! You are qualified to become my opponent!"

Liang Shanhui's face turned red and he was extremely excited. He bowed to Ye Nanfeng and then put on his posture.

He clasped his fists with both hands, bent his fingers slightly, and placed his hands in a 8-shaped shape in front of him, forming an offensive and defensive momentum.

This posture is almost exactly the same as when Ye Nanfeng faces the warhead.

This is the starting style of the Zhenzong Wushu Quzhi of the Liang family of the martial arts family.

Compared to the warhead, Liang Shanhui's posture is ordinary, but it contains a kind of momentum.

It is like a mountain standing in front of Ye Nanfeng, extremely steady and difficult to cross.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to kill him."

Ye Nanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Liang Shanhui, and said lightly.

Is he qualified?

How could Liang Shanhui say too much? Ye Nanfeng didn't want to fight him, but if Liang Shanhui insisted on his own, he would not show mercy.

"Good boy!"

Ye Nanfeng's disdain to fight him aroused Liang Shanhui's anger.

"You deposed my Liang family! You insulted my Liang family! I will ask you for an explanation at this time!"

He saw his eyes turn red, he looked at him with a roar, shouted loudly, kicked the ground with his right foot, and his body was like an arrow from the string, shooting towards Ye Nanfeng.

Liang Shanhui's fingers bent slightly, and his ten fingers swelled, as if he was extremely hard shot put in it.

Boom boom boom! Liang Shanhui swung quickly and shot a hundred punches in the blink of an eye. His finger force was hidden in it, and he rushed towards Ye Nanfeng like a tide.

Ye Nanfeng's eyes were slightly condensed and his brows frowned slightly.

Liang Shanhui's move seems magnificent, but every fist finger angle is tricky and extremely vicious.

It seemed like a poisonous snake was hidden in the tide, staring at him sequel, ready to open his bloody mouth and swallow him.

The power is basically comparable to that of Yamato Miyazaki's one-slash.

When Master Xuanming saw Liang Shanhui's move, he couldn't help but nod in approval.

Even if he deals with this move, it will not be easy for him to escape.

Old Master Liao also praised it and couldn't help but whisper, "Liang Shanhui is indeed a martial arts fanatic. From this move, we can see that he has been immersed in the 'Qing Finger' for many years and has already understood the essence! It depends on how this kid breaks the move!"

"Boy! Let me understand your strength. The stronger you are, the more excited I am!"

Liang Shanhui's eyes were hot, and the force on his fists and fingers was even stronger.

For a moment, the shadows of fists were everywhere, surrounding Ye Nanfeng, and a 'poisonous snake' was about to wait for people to eat out of the hole! "Well! Since you want to explain to me, I will give you an explanation!"

After the words came to his mind, Ye Nanfeng stepped out and entered the shadow of his fist in his body.

Bang bang bang! Countless fists fell on Ye Nanfeng, but they could not shake him a minute.

He seemed to be walking in the garden in his yard, extremely relaxed.

"It's right here!"

Suddenly, a ray of light burst out from Ye Nanfeng's eyes and he reached out to grab it.

The "venomous snake" in the fist shadow seemed to be caught by him seven inches.

There was only a bang! All the fists in the sky disappeared.

Liang Shanhui's fingers were pressed against Ye Nanfeng's palm and could not move forward at all.

"How did he see through my fingertips?"

Liang Shanhui was shocked.

Without waiting for his reaction, a huge force came from his finger.

With a scream of pain, Liang Shanhui hurriedly withdrew his hands and took seven steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Chapter completed!