"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

......

In the midst of the onlookers' battle voices, Zhao Dashan rushed towards Miyamoto Lang.

"Huh!"

Miyamoto Lang sneered disdainfully, and instead of retreating, he advanced and walked towards Zhao Dashan, although he was wearing clogs on his feet, his speed was not weaker than that of the other party.

Bang, bang, bang!

As soon as the two met, they attacked each other directly, and between their fists and palms, the two attacked several times in a row, and the speed was so fast that it was simply dazzling.

The audience below was excited, and they could only see two black shadows meeting each other, and they were instantly in a fight, and every punch and kick brought a whistling sound of breaking wind, and a strong wind rushed to the face.

Bang!

Attacking again, Zhao Dashan and Gong Benlang separated.

"Whew, Whew......" Zhao Dashan's chest rose and fell rapidly, his breathing was short, although it was only a short moment, he was already sweating, consuming most of his strength.

On the other hand, Gong Benlang acted as if nothing had happened, and he was still calm and relaxed, and he seemed extremely relaxed.

"It's kind of interesting!" Miyamoto Lang smiled slightly: "It seems that I still have to use all my strength to defeat you!"

"What! He didn't use all his strength!" Zhao Dashan was suddenly shocked.

"You're the first one I've come here to make me go all out, you're proud enough!"

Before the words fell, Miyamoto Lang attacked again and went straight to Zhao Dashan, but this time the speed was obviously much faster than before.

Everyone saw a flower in front of them, and in the next second, Gong Benlang had already rushed to Zhao Dashan, was in mid-air, and smashed his head directly with a punch.

Miyamoto Lang's punch was obviously going all out, and just the strong wind that blew up, Zhao Dashan's facial features were deformed, and his face was distorted.

"Dark energy!" Zhao Dashan's face changed.

Bang!

Gong Benlang's punch was too fast, and Zhao Dashan had nothing to dodge at all, so he had to protect his head with both hands and took it hard.

Whoa......

After taking several steps backwards, Zhao Dashan stopped his decline, but he was still trembling, and a bloodshot flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Dashan stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood, stared at Gong Benlang, and said incredulously: "I didn't expect you to be a master of dark energy!"

This is also the second dark master he has encountered, and the previous one is Tang Yi.

"Dark energy? Yes, according to what you say, if you develop the full potential of your body, you are a master of dark energy, if you can go further and give birth to internal breath, you are a master of internal strength!"

Miyamoto is obviously very familiar with the division of strength in Huaxia.

The audience at the bottom was like ashes, thinking that Zhao Dashan was enough to fight against Gong Ben Lang and save face, but they didn't expect that Gong Ben Lang had simply retained his strength before, and now he went all out, and he actually defeated Zhao Dashan in just one move, which was really terrifying.

Just when everyone was disappointed, Miyamoto Lang walked towards Zhao Dashan with a sneer.

"It's not good! Brother Shan, run away, he's going to scrap your hands and feet!" In the darkness, Ah Hu's anxious shout came.

Only then did Zhao Dashan remember that Gong Benlang had shouted that he would break his hands and feet.

However, Zhao Dashan did not listen to Ah Hu's words, as a soldier, he could only die in battle, and he could never escape.

Looking at Miyamoto Lang's gloomy expression, Zhao Dashan's eyes were firm, and he was ready to be broken.

However, the next moment, Zhao Dashan only felt a flower in front of him, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, separating him from Gong Benlang.

"Don ...... Brother Tang!" Zhao Dashan instantly recognized Tang Yi's back.

"You go down first, I'm here!" Tang Yi didn't turn around, but faced Gong Benlang directly.

Zhao Dashan nodded, turned around and retreated from the ring, he was very confident in Tang Yi, in his eyes, Tang Yi and Gong Benlang were also masters of dark energy, and the two were just on par.

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Miyamoto Lang didn't care about it at all, and sneered at Zhao Dashan: "I said that I was going to abolish you, you think you can escape!"

As he spoke, he chased towards Zhao Dashan.

Sou!

However, as soon as Miyamoto Lang turned, he found that Tang Yi was actually blocking in front of him again, and his speed was not weaker than him at all.

"Yaga!"

Miyamoto scolded angrily: "Get out of the way, Chi Na pig!"

As he spoke, Miyamoto Lang directly struck a knife and slashed at Tang Yi who was blocking him.

Facing Miyamoto Lang's hand knife, Tang Yi didn't pay attention to it at all, and waited until this hand knife was about to hit him, so he stretched out his hand and gently blocked it.

"Click!"

The sound of bone cracking sounded, followed by a muffled grunt.

However, the owner of the voice was not Tang Yi, who seemed to have no chance of winning, but Miyamoto Lang, who was extremely arrogant before.

I saw one of Miyamotoro's arms, hanging directly weakly by his side, looking like that, it was obviously broken and scrapped.

"You ......" Miyamoto Lang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, not because of the pain of a broken arm, but because of the shock of Tang Yi's physical strength.

As a master of dark energy, his physical potential has been fully developed, and Miyamoto naturally understands how strong his strength is, and he once split a steel plate with just one hand knife.

However, just now, he sent out a hand knife with all his strength, and it slashed on Tang Yi's arm, but it was himself who was injured, could it be that this hairy boy in front of him had a body that was harder than steel!

"Do you know what is under your feet?" Tang Yi asked lightly.

Although Tang Yi's tone was flat, the coldness revealed in his eyes made Miyamoto Lang feel creepy, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Seeing that Miyamoto Lang didn't answer, Tang Yi didn't say a word, and slapped it out directly, the speed was so fast that Miyamoto Lang couldn't dodge at all, and he flew out directly.

"Don't you little devils know how to be polite!"

As soon as Miyamoto Lang got up, Tang Yi's cold voice came from his ears again, and before he could react, Tang Yi greeted him with another slap.

Syllable!

This time it was even more ruthless than just now, and it suddenly beat Miyamoto Lang to the point of starry.

"You little devil......"

Every time Tang Yi said a word, he gave Gong Benlang a slap.

Syllable!

"I actually came to China to spread wild ......"

Syllable!

"Dare to insult the ...... of Huaxia"

Syllable!

"Is there really no one in China......

Syllable!

Tang Yi slapped one slap after another, and instantly pulled Gong Benlang's entire face into a pig's head, and the VIPs around him, looking at the little devil who was still extremely arrogant and had no one in his eyes, could only let Tang Yi ravage him at this moment, and immediately applauded.

"Smoke him to death!"

"Whip this little devil to death!"

"Arrogant! Little devil, weren't you arrogant before?"

......

"Yaga!"

Miyamoto, who was carrying a pig's head, heard the cheers in his ears, and was really ashamed and angry, stretched out his hand into his arms, and actually took out a pistol.

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed directly at Tang Yi.