Urban magic doctor

Hearing Chen Yang say that Zhao Han's death was coming, the whole audience laughed.

"You, a guy who hides behind women, actually want to defeat Zhao Han. Are you dreaming?"

"Hmph, you killed Three Eagles in the North that day and damaged Zhao Han's face. Zhao Han will definitely not let you go today."

"Arrogant guy, you are dead."

"How dare you set your sights on Shangguan Yun and Gu Mingyao. This is your retribution."

Under the ring, everyone said anything, but no one said anything good.

Zhao Han smiled proudly and shrugged at Chen Yang: "It seems that everyone thinks you will lose."

Chen Yang nodded and said seriously: "Yes, you thought I would lose last time, and then my face was smashed. But I must tell you that after plastic surgery, you look much better than before."

Plastic surgery is Zhao Han’s scar.

He said angrily: "Chen Yang, I am no longer what I used to be. Now that I have advanced to the late stage of Baoyuan, and I have practiced a powerful boxing technique, humph, you are definitely no match for me."

Chen Yang smiled and said the same thing: "Last time, you thought I was no match for you."

"you……"

Zhao Han was trembling with anger. Chen Yang's words left him unable to refute.

He snorted coldly: "You just have a good mouth. I will show you my fist later."

At this time, seeing Chen Yang and Zhao Han standing still, Elder Xue on the side of the ring said: "I'd like to reiterate the rules. If you fall on the ring and admit defeat, you will be considered defeated. In addition, you can kill people, but you cannot kill after the opponent has lost his fighting power. You guys Remember it?"

Zhao Han licked his lips, showing a bloodthirsty expression, and said: "Don't worry, I won't give him the chance to fall off the ring and admit defeat."

"Ho, ho, ho..."

Led by the Zhao family, the audience cheered uniformly to cheer for Zhao Han.

Especially the young men who admired Shangguan Yun and Gu Mingyao were shouting even harder.

They may not get the beauty, but they don't want Chen Yang to get it either.

They pinned their hopes on Zhao Han, hoping that he could help everyone vent their anger, not to mention killing Chen Yang, but at least punish him severely.

In their opinion, Zhao Han had no pressure to deal with Chen Yang, who was hiding in Tibet in the first round.

The roar from the audience was so loud that the referee, Elder Xue, couldn't help but frown. He used his energy and shouted: "Chen Yang vs. Zhao Han, let's begin."

His energy was powerful and loud, overwhelming the entire audience.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at the ring intently.

The battle is about to break out. How many attacks can Chen Yang survive?

But when everyone looked at the past, they saw Chen Yang's standing figure shaking for a moment, then gradually fading and disappearing.

It turned out that the moment after the referee called start, he had already moved.

What was left in place was just an afterimage.

Taking a closer look, Chen Yang appeared five meters behind Zhao Han in an instant, standing at the edge of the ring.

He turned his back to Zhao Han.

brush.

A sword, sheathed.

The people in the audience could only see a cold light reflecting from the blade in front of the hilt. They could not even see clearly what the blade looked like, nor did they know whether the sword had really been unsheathed.

"Chen Yang, you are a coward. Do you want to escape from the ring just because of your speed? Hum, I won't give you a chance."

Zhao Hanhan shouted and looked back at Chen Yang at the edge of the ring.

"Tiger Fist!"

He shouted loudly and moved with a bang.

Hearing the words "Bahu Fist", everyone in the audience was moved.

This is one of the long-standing secret skills of the Zhao family. It is so powerful that one punch can be as majestic as a bully or a tiger.

At this moment, Zhao Han seemed to have turned into a tiger and came straight to Chen Yang's back.

"it's over."

Chen Yang didn't look back and said calmly.

His words were a bit meaningless.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped off the ring in one step and walked towards his position without looking back.

What exactly is going on?

Is Chen Yang just giving up?

Question marks appeared in everyone's mind.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Zhao Han, who was so powerful, suddenly lost his vitality and cut off the supply of true energy.

A pool of blood spurted out from his abdomen, and his body was divided into two parts from top to bottom.

His legs were still running forward, but his upper body fell to the ground.

Blood and internal organs were spilled all over the floor.

Due to the inertia of his legs, Zhao Han's legs ran all the way to the edge of the ring, then he stopped and fell sideways to the ground with a thud.

The scene is stunning.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

The scene, which had been noisy just now, all stopped.

You can only hear Chen Yang walking towards his seat, step by step, making slight footsteps.

After being stunned for a few seconds, the whole audience finally understood what had just happened.

When Chen Yang said "it's over", he meant that the battle was over.

Because at that moment, he drew his sword out of its sheath and killed Zhao Han.

Looking at the corpse on the ring at this moment, everyone couldn't believe that Zhao Han was cut into two pieces in the late stage of Baoyuan.

Chen Yang's strength is actually so strong!

His speed just now was so fast that he couldn't even see clearly, which was comparable to innate.

It turns out that he is not a weakling hiding behind women.

He is very strong, so strong that he can instantly kill Zhao Han in the late Baoyuan stage.

So, what state is he in?

Everyone looked at Chen Yang and suddenly felt like they couldn't see through it.

"Chen Yang, win!"

The referee announced the result.

This voice was shocking.

After a brief silence, a figure jumped down from the high platform.

This person is Zhao Kunpeng, the head of the Zhao family.

He glanced at Zhao Han who had split into two parts with a gloomy expression, and was so angry that his eyes were splitting.

This was his proud son who died like this.

He picked up Zhao Han's body and placed it in the area where the Zhao family was.

Suddenly, he turned his eyes and looked at Chen Yang.

The aura of the Xiantian realm is exuded, and the powerful pressure makes those who are close to it feel like they are carrying a heavy burden on their shoulders, as if they are real.

Zhao Kunpeng said coldly: "Chen Yang, how dare you kill my son! Our Zhao family will definitely avenge this."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A mocking laugh came from Chen Yang's mouth.

Facing a strong man in the Xiantian realm, the highest realm in the ancient martial arts world, the people around him were as silent as a cicada.

But Chen Yang was calm and composed.

His laughter angered the Zhao family even more. Everyone in the Zhao family area shouted angrily, eager to kill Chen Yang.

Suddenly, Chen Yang's laughter stopped. He pointed at everyone in the Zhao family and shouted: "Zhao family, I tell you, I will remember all the things you have done before and today. I, Chen Yang, will make you pay a heavy price." The price. And this is just the beginning.”

"What a crazy tone!"

Zhao Kunpeng's eyes widened, and in anger, he moved and attacked Chen Yang.

"snort!"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, not afraid at all. He clenched the black light broken sword hidden in his waist with his left hand, and grabbed the hilt of the Xueyang Sword with his right hand.

Since he dared to kill people, he expected that there might be such a crisis.

But he, Chen Yang, is not afraid!