"The emperor of boxing is right. If you have talent but no virtue, you will have the potential to reach the top ten in the future. That is not a good thing for China, but a terrible disaster."
"In that case, why should I keep you
"King of boxing, according to the previous plan, let's fight."
"I order you to arrest this son by thunder and put him in Wudao prison."
"If he resists, he will be killed!"
"But remember to keep his whole body."
"After all, he is the man valued by the God of war. Let's treat him as a little face."
The swordsman waved his hand, cold words, like the final judgment.
Direct to this world, announced Ye Fan's death penalty.
"Ha ha ha ~"
"swordsman, it's time for that!"
"This son is morally corrupt and rebellious. While he is still in his infancy, it's time to put an end to him as soon as possible!"
"Otherwise, it would be raising a tiger for trouble."
"When the weather is ready in the future, we can't get rid of it."
The emperor laughed, then burst out all over, and directly shook Tang Hao away.
Boom ~
and then there was a loud noise.
Don't step on the earth alone, even if you soar to the sky.
Full of power.
In the middle of the Tianhe River, the boxer emperor stood up in the air, his voice of fury echoed.
"Younger generation, it's time for you to come to an end."
"That's it!"
"Tonight, I will use your blood to pay homage to those heroes who died in your hands on the West Lake."
Roaring ~
at the top of Yanshan mountain, the boxer's voice is like thunder.
At the same time, within a radius of 1000 meters, the surging power seemed to be summoned, and it seemed to be gathering under the fist emperor's hand.
Tianhe trembles, mountains and rivers crack.
The supreme power of the boxer emperor was undoubtedly released at this time without reservation.
Too long.
The champion has been at ease for a long time.
Since the Chumen catastrophe, the Chinese martial arts have experienced a long period of peace and stability.
The emperor of boxing, the sage of sword and others have not shown their dignity for decades.
The emperor of boxing has been itching in his heart for a long time.
This time, for Mo Gucheng, it is undoubtedly a rare opportunity for him to show his power for decades.
So, naturally, he went all out.
Strive to defeat Ye Fan with a single blow, in order to strengthen the power of the temple.
At the same time, it also tells the world that the dignity of the six pillars of China is still there!
Once the six titles of China, not old?
It also tells the world that the majesty of the six pillars of the temple of martial arts is by no means a rising star who can provoke and ignore.
Looking at the momentum of the front emperor, Ye Fan's look is still calm.
In his eyes and brows, there was no fear and dignity. On the contrary, he shook his head and laughed.
"Do you still want to protect them now?"
"The temple of martial arts? Six pillars? But they don't even know what's right and what's wrong, and that's all. "
"That's all."
"If you don't want to, I'll get it myself."
"Today, I will kill the father and son of the LV family."
"Those who stop me will die!"
Hoo ~
the cold wind is rolling, and there are many leaves flying in the sky.
At this time, Ye Fan, the last bit of patience in his heart, is finally gone.
Thanks to him, he had expectations for the temple of martial arts.
But now it seems that he took it for granted.
After all, they are a group of pedantic people. In their eyes, there is only face, only dignity, only seniority and inferiority, only gateway.
Why should he respect such a temple?