Chapter 102 (1/2)

Everyone obeyed Ye Xuan's eyes and looked into the distance of the street.

Today, this street has long been under martial law.

No one can enter except these powerful people.

Nearby shops are also closed.

This is specially explained by Ye Xuan!

He knows that the oriental martial arts school will kick the school, so today is bound to be a bloodbath!

He doesn't want to hurt the innocent.

Boom, boom!

At this moment, the sound of neat and uniform footsteps in the distance came.

I saw the samurai of the oriental martial arts school in kimonos, all hanging samurai swords around their waist and stepping forward.

The ground seemed to shake!

There are more than 300 warriors in Dongyang martial arts school.

These more than 300 people are the elite of Dongyang martial arts school.

And in front, there is an old man.

He wore a whip.

Holding a blood red samurai sword in his hand.

His eyes are deep and cold, just like the devil in the hell Canyon!

Look into his eyes and feel a biting cold!

More than 300 samurai of Dongyang martial arts school, stop in front.

Sato, the foremost one, rotated his samurai sword and inserted it directly into the ground.

His hands and palms were intertwined and placed on the handle of the samurai sword. He looked at Ye Xuan with his head held high and laughed: ”unexpectedly, the curator of Longwei martial arts school, the knife technique was so sharp! I was impressed by Sato!”

”I admire you very much! But there is an old saying in the Dragon kingdom. One mountain can't tolerate two tigers!”

”Jiangdong city can only accommodate one of us.”

Ye Xuan raised his samurai sword, licked the blood on it with his tongue, and said with a ferocious smile: ”you deserve to be called a tiger? You are a dog at best in front of our dragon people!!!”

The atmosphere was silent.

Everyone did not expect that ye Xuan spoke so overbearing.

Only the wind left and rolled up the firecracker debris on the ground.

The wind rises strongly, flies with clouds.

The brave wins when they meet in the Canyon!!!

Shua Shua!!!

They didn't make any fancy moves.

Holding the samurai sword in both hands, he rushed to each other.

The crowd saw two shadows colliding on the ground.

Ding!!

The samurai sword makes a harsh sound of steel, accompanied by the sputtering of Mars!

Ding Ding

Their bodies intertwined quickly.

The crowd only heard the sound of steel collision.

But it's hard to capture their body tracks.

Suddenly.

Both bodies were rapidly regressing.

Their bodies hit the shop walls on both sides of the street.

Moire marks were smashed on the wall, and many billboards fell on their bodies.

Ye Xuan and Sato insert the samurai sword into the ground beside them at the same time.

Walk towards each other.

Sato Yin sneered: ”karate in our island country is the most powerful boxing in the world!”

But ye Xuan licked his lips and said, ”in front of your ancestors, I still think I'm a cow? I'll tell you! Grandchildren will always be grandchildren! This is an unchangeable fact!”

Sato twisted his neck and grabbed the kimono.

Exposed his thin body!

Bronze muscles all over!

Lean and dry, as if full of explosive power!

Ye Xuan grabbed his clothes and tore them off!

Exposed his crisscross scars!!!

It's like a dog.

Bullet marks, knife wounds, sword wounds, there is no complete skin

Hiss, hiss!

Countless voices of air-conditioning were heard at the scene.

When they saw Ye Xuan's body, they all felt that his body was like falling into an ice cellar, biting cold!

I'll pull a big grass!

Is this a man?

Why are there so many scars on him?

Even Sato narrowed his eyes.

From ye Xuan's crisscross scars, he seemed to see countless corpses fighting in a sea of blood!

If every scar is a record of glory, ye Xuan at least has mountain glory!

Can crush ordinary people to death!

It's horrible!

Terrible suffocating!

”Eight pole fist, break all boxing methods in the world!”

Boom!

Ye Xuan steps on the ground!

You can see a deep pit in the sole of your foot on the ground with the thickness of your palm.

On one side of Ye Xuan's body, like a shell, he shot out.