"Roar!"
When Wang Fan rushed towards Bian Hui, Bian Hui also let out a beast-like roar.
The sharp roar was like rolling thunder, deafening.
Those who were closer could not help but cover their ears and scream. Even some people with weak eardrums had their membranes shattered, and bright red blood oozed from their ears.
Sonic attack?
Wang Fan narrowed his eyes and felt that Bian Hui was getting more and more interesting. He actually had such a method.
He did not flinch, but rushed towards Bian Hui even more crazily.
Similarly, Bian Hui also raised his head and roared towards Wang Fan like a tiger.
Those scarlet eyes were as fierce as eating people, making people's scalp numb just by looking at them.
There was a strong wind, and the ground began to crack due to the two people's trampling, and the entire arena roared, like an earthquake.
So scary.
"Death!" Bian Hui seemed to have completely lost his mind, with only crazy killing intent in his body.
The word "death" was shouted out, and his fists began to dance, drawing a straight line in the air and hitting Wang Fan directly.
This punch, mixed with unparalleled power, seemed to be about to destroy the world, exuding a heart-stopping momentum.
Under this punch, the air in Liexiang seemed to be exploded and dispersed to both sides. A vacuum seemed to be formed between his fist and Wang Fan.
"It's interesting." Wang Fan's face became solemn, and he suddenly dodged Bian Hui's punch, and at the same time, he hit Bian Hui in the face with an uppercut.
Bian Hui was not afraid at all, and directly raised his arms to block. With a snap, his fists and arms hit each other. Wang Fan felt as if he had been hit on an iron plate, and his fists hurt.
Bian Hui gasped and couldn't help but take three steps back.
His crazy eyes flashed with surprise again, but he did not pause, and soon rushed towards Wang Fan again like a leopard.
The momentum is domineering and mighty.
"Well done, give me a kick!" Wang Fan felt this scene and grinned, his eyes also flashing with fighting spirit.
He didn't dodge anymore, but pulled back his right leg suddenly, like a heavy bow being fully drawn, and then swiped hard at Bian Hui.
The whip's legs were like the wind, aggressive. At this moment, the entire arena felt like a strong wind, and the energy was surging.
Bian Hui grinned ferociously and did not retreat at all. Instead, he suddenly raised his chest and used his not-so-strong body to slam into Wang Fan's right leg.
His whole body was like a bomb, heading towards Wang Fan.
There was only killing intent and fighting intent in his eyes, and he was moving forward indomitably!
He wanted to use the most powerful and direct attitude to defeat Wang Fan's methods and confidence.
boom!
Wang Fan's right leg swept over Bian Hui's body with great force!
Bian Hui roared and began to retreat again, his energy and blood surging.
The scarlet eyes finally became a little motionless.
He suppressed it with all his strength, but finally failed to suppress it. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of dazzling red blood.
But he stared at Wang Fan without relaxing at all. He believed that Wang Fan's injury was more serious than him.
Sure enough, Wang Fan was thrown backward like a sandbag and almost hit the wall. Fortunately, at the last moment, his left leg kicked back against the wall like lightning, and he turned over with a gorgeous force. Then he landed on the ground and stabilized himself.
Body shape.
Wang Fan's right leg shook and he grinned.
Although this Bian Hui is not arrogant and domineering, his strength is beyond words, he is indeed powerful.
It was hard for Wang Fan to imagine that a mere gang could have such a character. But when he thought of the mysterious liquid that caused many forces to go crazy, he was finally relieved.
"Roar!"
While Wang Fan was thinking, Bian Hui rushed over again and launched a violent attack on Wang Fan.
He was like a wild beast, roaring constantly, and his fists were even more powerful.
Like lightning and thunderbolts, violent like wind.
Wang Fan felt this scene and fought back crazily. His right leg was like lightning, forming a series of leg shadows, and he also faced him with a strong posture.
There was a bang-bang explosion in the air, which was amazing.
Under the crazy exchanges between the two, the entire arena began to shake, and the solid concrete floor had long been destroyed and was filled with pits and pits.
Concrete stones flew flying, and everyone in the audience screamed and fled in shock. If they didn't want to see this rare battle in a century, they all wanted to leave.
Every collision between Wang Fan and Bian Hui was real and direct, with each move ruthless and fatal.
They were no longer fighting at all, but fighting. This was several times more exciting than the previous fight in the ring.
Lin Ruoxue, Jiang Yun and others were hiding in the distance, their hearts rising.
They didn't know if Wang Fan could fight against Bian Hui.
This is really too scary, too scary.
However, although they were scared, they did not think of leaving first. It was obvious that they were not heartless people and had a bottom line in their hearts.
Ma Lingru and her death bodyguard turned pale.
They finally understood that Wang Fan was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
If Wang Fan had shown such strength before, the God of Death would have been seriously disabled even if he was not dead. How could he still be alive and kicking?
Death's face was very complicated. He was very lucky that Wang Fan did not act cruelly, otherwise he might have followed in the footsteps of Bian Hui's subordinates.
He originally thought that in the little Jinzhou, his strength was already at the top, but now he realized that he was just a frog in the well.
On stage.
Wang Fan and Bian Hui were still clashing head-on, the sound was harsh and deafening.
After another strong collision, Wang Fan finally seized the opportunity and tapped his right leg on Bian Hui's waist at an extremely fast speed.
Ten percent of the strength is gushing out crazily, with great force!
Bian Hui sneered disdainfully, because with attacks like this, he
He has endured it no more than ten times. He expected that Wang Fan would not be able to do anything to him this time.
However, his sneer soon turned into shock, astonishment, and finally fear.
What kind of power is this?
laugh!
Bian Hui didn't have time to think so much. He only felt an overwhelming force coming towards him. A long stream of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell backwards.
His body smashed the railings, broke the chains, and fell heavily to the stage. He only felt that his muscles and bones were misaligned and blood was flowing.
The people below were screaming, never expecting that the two people who were evenly matched before would undergo dramatic changes in the blink of an eye.
Bian Hui actually lost?
How can this be?
They are so unbelievable!
Not to mention them, even Bian Hui felt like he was dreaming.
Wang Fanke ignored their thoughts and jumped off the stage like a roc, stepping towards Bian Hui with both feet.
If this thing is stepped on, Bian Hui's skin will peel off even if he doesn't die.
"What are you going to do? I'm Bian Hui from the Black Wolf Gang! You dare to touch me?" He woke up instantly and screamed in horror. Regardless of his embarrassment, he suddenly rolled away like a ball into the distance.
boom!
Wang Fan stepped on the ground, making an ear-splitting roar. A deep pit with a diameter of half a meter was dug out on the ground, which was shocking.
"Is the Black Wolf Gang great? The most annoying thing is people like you who always betray their identity."
Wang Fan sneered, and before Bian Hui could react, he stepped on his arm.
Click.
Bian Hui's arm was broken, and the entire audience was silent.
However, Bian Hui did not scream, but stared at Wang Fan in shock.
He finally remembered why Wang Fan looked so familiar. Isn't this the guy who killed Dong Ben Dalang?
"Is it you? Did you kill Higashimoto Dalang?" Bian Hui screamed!
This chapter has been completed!