Hearing Long Tao's words, Ye Fan's body was shaken, and if he was shocked, he almost couldn't hold his phone firmly.
He never expected that Lee Jong Hyuk, the master of Goryeo Taekwondo, could be so terrifying.
With the power of one person, the entire Huahai martial arts world was washed with blood and defeated all heroes in the world.
At the same time, he blamed himself for a while, because of his own negligence, Sister Yun Rong was in such a dangerous situation.
"Long Tao, mobilize all manpower, and protect the safety of Sister Yun Rong at all costs! I will rush back to Huahai immediately, and you will send me the address!" Ye Fan ordered.
At this moment, it is the evening of the seventh day.
In a few hours, the deadline given by Jin Junxian was exceeded.
People who are frantic like Jin Junxian are very likely to tear their votes in a hurry.
There is not much time left for Ye Fan!
It is almost 400 kilometers from Chuzhou City to Huahai, which is absolutely impossible to reach by car.
When he thought of this, Ye Fan couldn't take care of the shock of the world at all. He filled his air with long feet, like an arrow from the string, shooting out towards the direction of Huahai, and at the same time he secretly swore:
Kim Jun Hyun! If you dare to hurt Sister Yun Rong a bit, I will let you die without a place to be buried!
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At the same time, Halla Taekwondo Stadium in the outskirts of Huahai.
Halla is the highest mountain in Goryeo, meaning "the mountain that can capture the Milky Way". The name "Halna" represents this taekwondo gym, which has an extraordinary status.
This is also where Lee Jong Hyuk challenges the Chinese warriors.
At the entrance of Taekwondo Hall, dozens of Chinese warriors, old and young, were wearing different styles of samurai uniforms, obviously from different schools.
However, after a long time, they never entered the Taekwondo gym, but waited in place, looking around, as if waiting for something.
In the previous six days, Lee Jong Hyuk's invincible posture, like a of war, stepped on most of the Chinese martial arts world.
Even the long-established masters were defeated horribly to Lee Jong Hyuk, and there were even serious injuries, and their lives were hanging by a thread.
Many warriors, even though they were unwilling in their hearts, were afraid and persuaded.
With their strength, even if they are in the ring, they may not even be able to take a single move, they will just die in vain.
However, the blood in their hearts has not yet cooled down, they are still looking forward to, eagerly, and yearning...
At this time of crisis, a true hero is needed, born out of nowhere, turning the tide of the situation, and helping the mansion!
Suddenly, someone in the crowd whispered:
"Hey... today is the last day, it's already eight o'clock in the evening, why haven't the martial arts masters come to fight?"
"Huh! I don't believe that Yangyang Huaxia can't find a master to deal with Li Zhonghe! What about those strong in the ancient martial world and hidden Sejong Sect?"
"Hey……"
Hearing this, someone sighed and said, "Those strong men in the ancient martial world and the hidden Sejong Sect have always ignored the affairs of the secular world. I guess they don't know about it?"
"Should we leave it to a Korean guy to be domineering and domineering in China's territory?"
"But even if you don't want to, what can you do? Even if our old folks rush in and fight with them, I'm afraid they won't be enough to stuff their teeth, right?"
As soon as this statement came out, there was silence in the venue, and everyone subconsciously fell silent, their faces full of helplessness.
Without strength, why speak dignity!
For thousands of years, this world has been following the law of the jungle.
If no one comes forward to defeat Lee Jong Hyuk, then the traditional Chinese martial arts will continue to decline and be left behind by taekwondo, judo, karate, etc.
Young people in China are not willing to learn.
When the masters of this generation get old, there will be a situation where some martial arts have no successors, and even die out.
Suddenly, someone seemed to have thought of something and said:
"That's right! A while back in Jiangnan Province, it is said that there was a young master named Ye Beichen, who is the strongest swordsman in the Japanese country, and he is in the limelight!"
"Cut! What young master, nonsense? If he is really that powerful, why don't he show up now and clean up this Li Zhonghe?"
"The masters who lost in Li Zhonghe's hands are not one or two! Even if Ye Beichen really comes, what can he do?"
...
When everyone was talking about it, a tall and majestic figure suddenly appeared in the distance.
I saw that man was eight feet tall, with a leopard head and ring eyes, a swallow-nodded tiger beard, a face with no anger but a majestic Chinese character, and a pair of eyes shooting the cold star. Looking at him from a distance, there is a breathtaking feeling. Everyone only feels the exposed skin. , Like being scraped by a knife!
And there was a four-foot long knife hanging around his waist.
Although it is hidden in the sheath, it still reveals a substantive murderous aura, which is frightening.
After seeing his looks, someone exclaimed for the first time:
"Oh my god! This is the crazy sword Huang Fu Lin! His crazy dragon and eight swordsmanship have reached the highest level, and no one can stop it!"
"When the mad sword comes out, who will fight for the front? It is rumored that the'crazy dragon' sword on his waist is made of meteorite iron from the outside world, and it is indestructible!"
"Great! With such a master, he will surely defeat that Lee Jong Hyuk!"
The appearance of Crazy Blade Huangfu Lin brought the atmosphere in the court to a climax.
Many warriors swept away their depression, and suddenly smiled, as if they were already in a good shape, looking forward to the scene where Lee Jong Hyuk was slashed by the mad dragon sword.
Under the gaze of everyone's attention, Huang Fu Lin held his head high and walked in a tiger step, walking towards the Halla Taekwondo Stadium, and a group of warriors followed him.
In the center of the Taekwondo Hall is a huge arena, 10 meters by 10 meters.
Lee Jong Hyuk stood with his hands positive and negative, his eyes half open and half closed, standing on the ring like a stone statue.
Even if he doesn't move, it brings a huge pressure to people.
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"Wow!"
Suddenly, Huang Fulin's figure flashed, like an eagle soaring in the sky, ascended to the ring.
At this moment, Huang Fulin drew the long sword from his waist again.
"Zheng!"
A high-pitched, fierce, pierced cloud and cracking stone, echoed throughout the taekwondo gym, shaking the tympanic membrane.
The blade was shining with dazzling golden light, the handle was shaped like a golden dragon, the piercing dragon head fell on the guard, and the dragon body extended from the back of the blade, showing the shocking weather of the scales of the magic sword!
The blade is wide and vigorous, and it must be controlled with extraordinary power to wield a sharp sword.
As soon as it appeared, it gave people a sense of splitting the yin and yang, shattering the void, commanding the world, and dare not to accept it.
And Huang Fulin was holding a mad dragon sword, and his whole body burst out with a domineering and majestic aura, even the air around him was stagnant, as if to be torn apart.
With a knife in your hand, kill all evils in the world!
Seeing this scene, the onlookers in the audience applauded for a while:
"It deserves to be the Crazy Sword Emperor Fu Lin, this kind of power, even if it is compared to the powerhouses in the ancient martial world and even the Hidden Sejong Sect, I am afraid it will not be too much!"
"Huh... isn't this Koryo guy arrogant? Let him see our Chinese magic!"
"Just hack him to death!"
"Slashing to death with a single knife, wouldn't it be cheaper for him, at least he has to cut eight dollars!"
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Suddenly, Li Zhonghe, who was originally introverted, suddenly revealed his eyes, staring straight at Huangfulin in front of him, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, and said solemnly:
"Haha...it's interesting! After so many days, I finally met a decent opponent! Barely able to become the old man's opponent! Let's say in advance-on the ring, life and death! Even if you die, you can only Blame myself for not being good at learning and not as good as others!"
"Huh! What a big tone! Old Korean man, it's not easy to kill me. You have to ask the mad dragon sword in my hand first!" Huang Fu Lin said proudly.
"Let's move! Let the old man see your sword skills!" Lee Jong Hyuk still stood with his hand behind him, trusting him.
Hearing this, Huangfu Lin seemed to have received great contempt, a raging anger rose in his heart, his momentum rose to the extreme, and he shouted:
"Lee Jong Hyuk, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"
As soon as the voice fell, he firmly grasped the mad dragon sword in his hand, his eyes showed cold stars, and his voice sounded like thunder:
"The golden light shines in the Milky Way sky, the mad dragon turns into a blade and dances Xuanyuan!"
"Crazy Dragon and Eight Slashes-Rising Dragon and Sky Slash!"
