Vol 10 Chapter 867: One to one hundred

Hao Cheng slowly got up from the table, and the blood in his nostrils began to flow down unceasingly. He stood up dizzy and looked at Ye Heng, his eyes full of anger.
"Bring me to death!"
Hao Cheng shouted, and the hundred little behind him heard it suddenly, and suddenly recovered, picking up the steel pipe machete in their hands and striking towards the leaves.
But Ye Heng was not afraid at all, and kicked directly on the little closest to him.
The little was kicked out directly, and his body was pressed against the little who were following him, just like a domino, overwhelming a dozen people at once.
Seeing this scene, the little were all startled and couldn't help but take a breath and took a few steps back.
Ye Hengheng is obviously much more powerful than they thought. With just one foot, he directly kicked over a dozen people, and 80% were a trainer.
But in fact, just at that foot, Ye Heng didn't make much effort, even the one-percent strength was not used. For him, he just just casually raised his hem.
After all, the cultivation practice of Ye Hengjiu's martial arts, not to mention full strength, is probably one-tenth of the strength, and he can kick the adult strong man into meat.
"I don't want to cause trouble, nor do I want to be caused by others, so I give you a chance, get out."
Ye Heng stood quietly in the same place. Even enemies who were hundreds of times more than him did not panic, so that everyone present could not help but feel a sense of awe.
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But after seeing this scene, Haocheng angered directly, pointing at Ye Heng and roaring.
"What are you still doing for a while! He is only one person when he is so powerful, so many of you have weapons in your hands, are you afraid of him!"
Seeing Haocheng saying this, those little dare not resist. After all, the background behind Haocheng is still very large. These little do not have that strength to fight against others.
So a few gangsters glanced at each other, gnashing their teeth, and once again slayed towards the leaves.
The leaves were so persistent that they shook their heads helplessly and had to raise their hands to start dealing with the rushing little bastards.
These little have basically no combat experience. They are not Ye Heng's opponents at all. Ye Heng took a few moves and easily repelled several bastards.
Ye Yeheng's face, however, showed a dull look.
In fact, he still likes fighting a lot. Of course, this is not to say that he is a war madman. It is just that fighting is often able to enhance the strength of the warrior, so Ye Heng is not very resistant to fighting.
However, this also has to be the same level of strength, evenly matched battles, and Ye Heng will feel that it is to enhance his own strength.
In the face of these ordinary people with little strength, Ye Heng is really not interested in it. If you use a little harder, you will hurt or even kill them. You must control the strength of each shot.
To Yeheng, he is like an elderly man playing Tai Chi in the garden of the community. Every movement is slow and soft. It seems that he has no strength to play, but the little who have been recruited, but It was one after another that Ye Heng flew and flew out, screaming again and again, and the people who were present were stunned.