Chapter: 707
Seeing this scene, Ji Fan sneered.
"What a Kyoto martial arts association. Just now I was beaten by Wang Guchen and I was unable to fight back. I didn't see you stand up to stop it. Now, Wang Guchen is defeated, but you say that I am cruel. I would like to ask, as the organizer of this martial arts competition. , What is your Kyoto Wushu Association now? Openly intervening in the fighting?"
"Beast, do you dare to talk back?" He Zhang scolded sharply.
Ji Fan sneered:
"My fight with Wang Guchen is not over yet, and Wang Guchen has not conceded. Your Wang family and the Kyoto Wushu Association have started to intervene in turns. I want to ask, what do you mean?"
Facing Ji Fan's question, He Zhang was speechless for a while.
Everyone knew that Wang Guchen had actually lost, but he did not admit defeat in person. According to the traditional martial arts rules, this martial arts contest is indeed not over yet.
However, Wang Guchen's jaw was kicked to pieces by Ji Fan. Even if he wanted to speak, he couldn't say it. But then again, as a member of the Wang family in Kyoto, Wang Guchen is absolutely impossible to admit defeat by himself. Moreover, Wang Guchen It was his direct disciple, and it was impossible for him to let Wang Guchen lose.
However, these are not important. The important thing is that he received an order from his ancestor before the battle, Ji Fan couldn't win, and he wanted to take him down and escort him to the Hei Yao dungeon.
At this moment, He Zhang's eyes rolled and he saw the bronze spear in Ji Fan's hand. Recalling the scene just now, he immediately scolded:
"Ji Fan, I now suspect that there is a problem with this weapon in your hand, which has seriously affected the fairness of this competition. I want you to surrender this item and cooperate with our Kyoto Armed Forces to coordinate the investigation."
"Hand over weapons?" Ji Fan sneered.
"He Zhang, get out of here, otherwise, I will kill you together."
Since coming out of the Hei Yao dungeon last time, Ji Fan vowed that one day he would crush the Kyoto Wushu Association and rescue the person in the Hei Yao dungeon who was locked in the dungeon by eight big locks.
Therefore, in the face of the dog of the Kyoto Wuxie Association, he will not have any softness.
But Ji Fan's extremely overbearing words fell in the ears of other people, but everyone showed a weird color.
Although He Zhang is only a supervisor of the Kyoto Wuxie Association, he represents the Kyoto Wuxie Association today.
Someone used to be so arrogant in front of the Kyoto Wushu Association, but they were quickly sanctioned by the Kyoto Wushu Association.
Today, Ji Fan staged such a show again, and for a while, everyone showed the look of watching the show.
He Zhang laughed angrily when he heard Ji Fan's words.
"Well, what a little beast who knows nothing about life and death. You are seeking your own death. Today, on behalf of the Kyoto Wushu Association, I will suppress your rebellion."
He Zhang clenched his fist, and the breath of the pinnacle Wu Wang burst out in an instant. Then, he suddenly blasted Ji Fan with a fist, and the violent aura swept through, quite a bit of a punch to kill Ji Fan.
Seeing this scene, Ji Fan didn't have any timidity, but rather murderous intent.
His figure flashed, and the spiritual power in his body was violent, and he also blasted He Zhang with a punch.
That soaring fighting spirit moved everyone.
boom!
In a blink of an eye, the two punches blasted together.
Both are touching.
However, as soon as he parted, Ji Fan stepped into the ground and stopped his retreating figure. Then, with a roar, the next moment, his whole body exuded a golden luster again.
Four turns golden body, full urge.
In Ji Fan's eyes, killing intent raged, his figure flashed, and another punch, detonating towards the He Zhang.
The expression in his eyes, his aura, including his behavior, and every movement on his body revealed a gesture of saluting the badge. Ji Fan seemed to be about to smash the badge with one punch and one punch.
Seeing Ji Fan's contemptuous expression, He Zhang was irritated, and his eyes sprayed with anger, his fists were on top, his inner strength was violent, and his fists broke through the air, and he also greeted him.
"Die to me!"
The enraged He Zhang chose the close combat he was not good at, and fought with Ji Fan's powerful body.
However, He Zhang is the pinnacle martial king after all.
Even if his physical body is average, his inner strength is strong, and the degree of inner strength is far more solid than the average peak martial king, and the actual combat is even more spicy.
In close quarters hand-to-hand combat, there is bound to be no winner.
The two of you punched and I punched, and each punch slammed on the other's arms. In a blink of an eye, Ji Fan was covered in blood, fractured in multiple places on his body, and completely turned into a blood man. JrNovels.com