Chapter 424

"Kill Just as the gate closed, a group of people with weapons in their hands had rushed over, and the weapons in their hands were directly cleaving towards Ye CuO's head.

Ye mistakenly pinched his knuckles and stood still. When the man arrived, he suddenly waved his hand.

"Bang!"

Ye CuO slapped the first person's head with a slap, which was so powerful that he smashed the skull.

The man rushed forward with all his strength, but his steps couldn't be stopped. He was still forward, but his upper body was beaten backward, and suddenly fell backward. His waist spine was directly broken, and his whole body was bent to 90 degrees and fell to the ground.

Ye CuO raises a leg is a foot, directly kicks the whole person to fly, bumps on a person behind, is a burst of fracture sound again. The first one had been slapped to death by Ye Cuo, but the one who was hit by Ye CuO was still half dead. He vomited a lot of blood and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Two people in the hand of the weapon fell on the ground, leaf mistake with foot a hook, took in the hand. Go to the man in front of a roll down, scream stop.

Sitting at the top of the hall of the martial arts school, Zheng zaihao's eyes were cold.

He could feel that the murderous spirit of the young man in front of him was extremely strong, and this murderous spirit also made his blood gradually boil.

Another man's weapon attacked. Ye CuO's backhand directly broke the man's arm. An arm, like twisting Mahua, broke into several pieces, dangling on his shoulder.

"Ah --" the man screamed, and ye CuO put the stick in his other hand into his throat.

"Poof!" The man's teeth were all knocked down, and his mouth was full of blood donation. The stick went straight out of his back brain and stretched out half a foot from his back neck. The blood gushed, and his eyes protruded like dead fish.

Ye cuomeng pulled back the stick and hit the man's head with a backhand stick. It was like a baseball bat hitting a bowling ball with a dull sound. The man's head was split in half like a watermelon.

Red and white, all over the ground, these people just fight with Ye Cuo, they are killed directly, the body has lost its vitality, but still convulsions on the ground.

The stick in Ye CuO's book is covered with blood and smashed meat mud. The whole person looks like a bloody devil, looking at the front with cold face.

All the people around were too scared to go forward. A group of people winced and waved their weapons. They looked at Ye CuO with fear in their eyes.

Zheng zaihao slapped the table beside him, and the solid wood table was smashed: "give it to me!"

A man gritted his teeth fiercely and rushed over. Ye CuO kicked his leg on his side and directly kicked on the man's shoulder. The man's shoulder collapsed and flew out with a scream.

Bang!

The man flew out directly and hit the column heavily. The concrete column vibrated and fell off a large wall.

The pillar left a large red bloodstain, silently telling a kind of killing.

This group of Korean clubs, all face like earth, look at Ye CuO in horror, you push me, I push you, no one dares to step forward.

"Didn't you just want to kill me? Now I'm here to kill you. Why doesn't anyone do it? " Ye CuO stood in the center of the martial arts school and looked down on all living beings. No one dared to move.

A man trembled in his voice and scolded: "humble Chinese, let you die here today --"

"Poof!"

Before he finished, ye CuO came to him like a ghost, with a stick in his hand hitting his throat.

This time, directly smash the flesh and trachea and throat bone of his throat.

"Keep scolding!"

The man covered his neck, the blood foam in his mouth spouted out, the air could not enter his lungs, his whole body convulsed, knelt on the ground, and his whole head hung down.

It turns out that ye CuO's strength broke his whole neck.

Qin Hao in one side, staring at all this, suddenly yelled: "good fight!"

The other one's eyes were cold. He didn't dare to offend Ye CuO any more. He walked around half a circle, holding a weapon and fighting Qin Hao.

Ye CuO's eyes were cold and his backhand was a stick. He flew out directly.

The stick was so powerful that it went straight into the man's stomach with a thump. Then it took the man up and flew several meters away. With a thump, the steel stick went into the wall and stopped.

The man was stabbed in the stomach and would not die for a while. He was nailed to the wall and howled in pain.

"Who else?" Ye CuO coldly looked at the crowd, no one dared to answer, all the people trembled, step by step back.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" A man suddenly exclaimed in an intermittent voice, "whatever we do, it's the curator."

The man suddenly dropped his weapon and knelt down on the ground. He kowtowed to Ye CuO: "let me go, let me go. I dare not bully Chinese any more. I really know I'm wrong."

There was a chill in Ye CuO's eyes: "when the little girl asked you to let her go, did you let her go? What did you do when you heard her crying and pleading, say it? "

After a pause, the man waved his hand and said, "we're just joking with that girl. Our choice of her also represents our recognition of her appearance. It's also something to be proud of for her! It's her own death. It has nothing to do with us! "

Ye CuO sneered: "well, I blame you for your bad life."

He hit the man's head with a stick, and instantly he was beaten like a watermelon.

The rest of the group were surprised and angry: "you... We have all admitted our mistakes, but you are not willing to tolerate us? We just made a small mistake, but you Chinese people want to kill us. This is what you call the bearing of a big country? "

"Ha ha ha ha!" Ye CuO's laughter was extremely cold, "now ask me to have tolerance? Aren't the Chinese the inferior pariah in your mouth? When you kill others, they are pariah; Is it intolerance that others kill you? This logic is really watertight, but I don't know if you need tolerance! I only know that if I tolerate you today, God will not let me go. "

A group of Koryo sticks tightly hold the weapons in their hands and gnash their teeth at Ye CuO: "so you won't let us go today?"

Ye CuO sneered: "now talk to me about tolerance? It's late. I'm here to kill! "

Ye CuO's voice, cold to the extreme.

"Since you don't come to kill me, I'll kill you." The stick in Ye CuO's hand, like a killing God, rushed directly into the crowd.

For a moment, blood was flying, and the martial arts school became a killing ground.