Hearing Long Tao's words, Ye Fan's body shook violently, and he almost couldn't hold his mobile phone steadily, as if he had been electrocuted.

He never expected that Lee Jong-hyuk, the Goryeo taekwondo grandmaster, would be so terrifying.

With the power of one person, the entire Huahai martial arts world was bloodied, and the heroes of the world were defeated.

At the same time, he felt a burst of self-blame in his heart, because of his own negligence, he put Sister Yunrong in such a dangerous situation.

"Long Tao, mobilize all the manpower, at all costs, but also protect Sister Yun Rong's safety! I will rush back to Huahai immediately, you send me the address!" Ye Fan ordered.

At this moment, it was already the evening of the seventh day.

In a few hours, the deadline given by Kim Jun-hyun was exceeded.

A frenzied person like Kim Jun-hyun, under the anger, is very likely to tear up the ticket.

There is not much time left for Ye Fan!

From Chuzhou City to Huahai, nearly 400 kilometers away, it is absolutely impossible to arrive by car.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Fan didn't care about the shocking world at all, and his qi poured into his breath, like an arrow from the string, shooting out in the direction of Hua Hai, and at the same time secretly swore in his heart:

If you dare to hurt Sister Yunrong in the slightest, I will let you die without a place to bury!

......

At the same time, on the outskirts of Hwashae, Halla Taekwondo Gym.

Halla is the highest mountain in Goryeo Province, meaning "the mountain that can win the Milky Way", and the name "Halla" means that this taekwondo gym has an extraordinary status.

This is also the place where Lee Jong-hyuk challenged the martial arts of the Chinese.

At the entrance of the taekwondo hall, dozens of Chinese warriors gathered, some old and some young, wearing different styles of samurai uniforms, obviously from different sects.

However, after a long time, they never entered the taekwondo gym, but waited in place, looking left and right, as if they were waiting for something.

In the past six days, Lee Jong-hyuk showed an invincible posture, like a god of war, trampling most of the Chinese martial arts world under his feet.

Even some of the grandmasters who had been famous for a long time were defeated by Lee Jong-hyuk, and some were even seriously injured and their lives hung by a thread.

Many warriors, no matter how unwilling they are in their hearts, are afraid and cowardly.

With their strength, even if they get into the ring, I'm afraid they won't even be able to take a move, and they just die in vain.

However, the blood in their hearts has not yet cooled, and they are still looking forward to, longing, and longing......

At this time of crisis, a real hero is needed to turn the tide and help the building to fall!

Suddenly, someone in the crowd whispered:

"Hey...... Today is the last day, and it's already eight o'clock in the evening, why hasn't a martial arts master come to fight yet?"

"Hmph! I don't believe that there is no master to deal with Lee Jong-hyuk! What about those powerhouses in the ancient martial arts realm and the hidden world sect?"

"Hey......"

Hearing this, someone sighed and said, "Those powerhouses of the Ancient Martial Realm and the Hidden World Sect have never paid attention to the affairs of the secular realm, and they probably don't know about this matter?"

"Are we just going to let a Goryeo run rampant and be domineering and domineering on the territory of China?"

"But even if you don't want to, what can we do? Our old guys, even if we rush in and fight with others, I'm afraid it's not enough for people to stuff their teeth, right?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the venue, and everyone subconsciously fell silent, their faces full of helplessness.

Without strength, how can you speak of dignity!

For thousands of years, this world has been following the law of the jungle.

If no one stands up to defeat Lee Jong-hyuk, then the traditional martial arts of China will continue to decline day by day, and will be left behind by taekwondo, judo, karate, etc.

Young people in China are also reluctant to learn.

When the masters of this generation grow old, there will be a shortage of young and yellow, and some martial arts will have no successors, or even die out.

Suddenly, someone seemed to think of something and said:

"By the way! A while ago, there was a young grandmaster in Jiangnan Province, named Ye Beichen, who slashed the strong man of the Japanese country with a sword, and he was in the limelight!"

If he is really that powerful, why doesn't he show up now and clean up this Lee Jong-hyuk?"

"The strong grandmaster who was defeated in the hands of Lee Jong-hyuk is not one or two! Even if Ye Beichen really comes, what can he do?"

......

Just when everyone was talking, a tall and majestic figure suddenly appeared in the distance.

I saw that the man was eight feet tall, with a leopard's head and eyes, a swallow's jaw and a tiger's whiskers, a national character face that was not angry and mighty, a pair of eyes shooting cold stars, looking at it from afar, there was a breathtaking feeling, everyone only felt that the exposed skin seemed to have been scraped by a knife!

And around his waist, there was also a four-foot-long knife.

Although it is hidden in the sheath, it still reveals a murderous aura that is like a substance, which is terrifying.

After seeing his appearance clearly, someone exclaimed in surprise for the first time:

"Oh my God! This is the Crazy Sword Emperor Fu Lin! His Crazy Dragon Eight Slashing Knife Technique has reached the peak of the realm, and no one can stop him with one sword!"

"As soon as the mad knife comes out, who will fight? It is rumored that the 'mad dragon' sword on his waist is made of meteoric iron outside the sky, and it is indestructible!"

"Great! With such a master, he will definitely be able to defeat that Lee Jong-hyuk!"

The appearance of the Crazy Sword Emperor Fu Lin brought the atmosphere in the arena to a climax.

Many warriors swept away their decadence and suddenly smiled, as if they had been ten out of ten, looking forward to the scene of Lee Jong-hyuk being beheaded under the sword of the mad dragon.

Under the watchful eye, Huang Fu Lin walked towards the interior of the Halla Taekwondo Gym with his head held high, and a group of warriors followed him.

In the center of the taekwondo gym, there is a huge ring, 10 meters by 10 meters.

Lee Jong-hyuk is standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes half-open and half-closed, like a stone statue standing in the ring.

Even if it is motionless, it brings a great oppressive force to people.

......

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Huang Fulin's figure flashed, like an eagle soaring in the sky, and he stepped into the ring.

At this moment, Huang Fulin pulled out the long knife at his waist again.

"Zheng!"

A high-pitched and passionate sword roar that pierced through the clouds and cracked stones echoed throughout the taekwondo gym, shaking the eardrums.

On the blade, flashing with dazzling golden light, the handle of the knife is entrenched in the shape of a golden dragon, the blazing dragon head falls on the gauntlet, and the dragon body extends down from the back of the knife, showing the shocking momentum of the dragon scales of the divine sword!

The blade is wide and thick, and it must be harnessed with extraordinary strength to wield a sharp sword.

As soon as it appeared, it gave people a feeling of splitting yin and yang, shattering the void, commanding the world, and not daring to disobey.

And Huang Fu Lin held the Crazy Dragon Treasure Knife, and the whole person burst out with a domineering and arrogant majestic momentum, and even the surrounding air was stagnant, as if it was about to be torn apart.

With a knife in hand, cut off all the evil in the world!

Seeing this scene, the onlookers in the audience applauded:

"It is worthy of the Crazy Sword Emperor Fulin, this kind of power, even compared to the strong people in the ancient martial arts world and even the hidden world sect, I am afraid it is not far behind!"

"Hmph...... Isn't this Goryeo arrogant? Let him see our Huaxia miraculous skills!"

"Just slash him to death!"

"Hacking him to death with one knife, wouldn't it be cheaper for him, at least he has to dismantle eight pieces to be enough!"

......

On the ground, Lee Jong-hyuk, who was originally restrained, suddenly showed a bright eye, stared directly at the Huangfulin in front of him, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice:

"Huh...... It's kind of interesting! After so many days, I finally met a decent opponent! I was barely able to become the old man's opponent! Let's say it in advance -- in the ring, life and death are fate! Even if you die, you can only blame yourself for not being good at learning and not being as good as others!"

"Hmph! What a big breath! Old man Gaoli, if you want to kill me, it's not that easy, you have to ask me about the Crazy Dragon Treasure Sword in my hand first!" Huang Fu Lin said proudly.

"Let's make a move! Let the old man see your knife skills!" Lee Jong-hyuk still stood with his hands in his hands, holding on to his incomparably large hand.

When Huang Fulin heard this, he seemed to have been greatly despised, and a raging anger surged in his heart, and his momentum was raised to the extreme, and he shouted:

"Lee Jong-hyuk, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, he clenched the Crazy Dragon Treasure Sword in his hand, his eyes showed cold stars, and his voice was like thunder:

"The golden light shines in the galaxy sky, and the dragon turns into a blade and dances Xuanyuan!"

"Eight Slashes of the Wild Dragon - Ascending Dragon Soaring Sky Slash!"

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