"puff!"

Yan Hongying squirted out blood and brought out several teeth.

The whole face suddenly became a sluggish expression, as if he had suffered serious internal injuries.

In fact, only Yan Hongying himself knows it.

Although Beichuan's palm slapped him on the face, it really caused him serious internal injuries.

He just felt that his head was greatly shocked.

It seemed that even the brain was about to be shaken out of the forehead.

Is this internal injury not serious enough?

Yan Hongying's head buzzed, and she felt like she was about to lose consciousness.

It is conceivable how terrifying the power of Beichuan's palm is.

How hard to compete with.

Everyone in the audience was deeply stunned.

No one expected that even a super strong man like Yan Hongying would be unable to stop Beichuan's move.

They are both the leader of the same sect, and their identities are almost the same, but the difference in strength is a world of difference.

"The leader of Beichuan is really too powerful!"

"Hmph! I have said a long time ago that although the Japanese Warrior Sect is low-key, it is absolutely powerful!"

"Lu Yu, a young junior, wants to challenge such an existence, so he is simply looking for death and not looking at the place."

"Although Lu Yu hasn't taken action yet, it doesn't matter whether he takes action or not according to the situation in front of him."

The more the warriors around him talked, the more they couldn't help but shake their heads.

The power that Beichuan showed at this time was really powerful to the extreme.

Even if Lu Feng takes action, what can he do?

The day before yesterday, when Lu Feng killed Lu Cheng, the leader of the Taekwon Sect, these warriors also saw it. Seven-eight Chinese^Computer terminal: m./

With the power he showed that day, he was definitely not a match for Kitakawa.

And in just two or three days, even if Lu Feng’s strength has improved a little, how much can it be improved?

At most, he insisted on three moves in Beichuan's hands, even if he was powerful.

Therefore, judging from the current situation, whether Lu Feng takes action or not can determine the final result.

Since that's the case, it's better to save some effort.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Yan Hongying sat down on the ground, coughing violently.

Every time I cough, I will bring out a mouthful of blood.

Blood was also constantly gushing out from both nostrils.

Bleeding from the mouth and nose, it looks extremely miserable.

Yan Hongying's face was even more dazed.

It seemed as if he was slapped into a fool by this slap.

"Yan Hongying, I looked down on you before."

"I didn't expect you to be so vulnerable."

Beichuan was carrying his hands on his back, his face full of arrogance.

However, his arrogance at this moment made others unable to feel dissatisfied.

The right to speak is always on the side of the winner.

At this time, as a winner, Kitakawa naturally said whatever he wanted.

You can be arrogant as you want.

It is because he is standing at this time.

And his opponent Yan Hongying collapsed to the ground.

This is the gap, this is his arrogant confidence.

But Yan Hongying, as a loser, couldn't find any words to refute.

"Tell me, who gave you the courage to challenge my Japanese warrior sect?"

"I, Beichuan, can break through all of you."

"Where did you get the confidence and courage?"

Beichuan had a sarcastic look on his face. He first glanced at Yan Hongying, then turned to look at the remaining Meng Yuanming and others.

"Of course we gave it to ourselves."

"You Beichuan, don't be too full of words."

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and countless coldness flashed in his eyes.

"It's not a small tone."

"But this still cannot be changed. The fact that you are all waste."

When Beichuan heard Lu Feng say this, he still looked sarcastic.

His personality is actually quite cautious.

So before he started a war with Lu Yu and others' sects, he was somewhat nervous.

After the two sides collided, Beichuan's uneasiness disappeared in an instant.

Will the lion be nervous because of the ants?

Of course not.

At this time, in Beichuan's heart, Lu Feng and others were indeed like ants.

"Don't be afraid, even if you know you will lose."

Meng Yuanming took advantage of the time when Lu Feng was talking to Beichuan and whispered to the elders around him.

"If you lose, you will definitely lose."

"Even I can't resist."

"But the purpose of our fight with Kitagawa is not to defeat him."

"But you have to do your best to consume his strength and let him take out his attack moves."

"Only in this way can the leader improve his chances of winning."

"So, remember, our role is not to win, but to force Beichuan's moves to add more opportunities to the leader."

Meng Yuanming's tone was very serious, with a sense of firmness and determination.

The elders behind him nodded, and no one complained.

"But, can he win, the leader?"

An elder who was once a warrior sect in the Dragon Kingdom couldn't help but ask.

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Chapter completed!