The Dragon from Hell

"Old Ye!"

"How could this happen?"

"You must be kidding me, what's going on?"

"Old Ye is the best fighter around Young Master Han, how could he be crippled by one punch? Is his fist that scary?"

"Besides, isn't he a cripple?"

"Did Old Ye underestimate his opponent?"

Many men and women saw this scene and cried out subconsciously.

They couldn't accept that Old Ye, the best fighter around Han Wangling, was so vulnerable in the hands of Qin Feng.

Han Wangling's face also changed suddenly: "You, your injury has healed?"

Qin Feng glanced at him coldly, without saying a word, and jumped in front of him.

At the same time, two other old men in black rushed out from the corner, with sharp blades in their hands, directly forcing Qin Feng's vitals.

These two old men should have cooperated for many years. Their movements, speed, strength, and tacit understanding are unparalleled, and their cooperation is seamless!

Facing the two old men coming from both sides, Qin Feng didn't take them seriously at all, and stretched out his hands to grab.

As he stretched out his hands, he heard the crisp sound of bones breaking.

The two old men screamed at the same time, and the sharp knives fell to the ground, with five blood holes on each hand.

Qin Feng pulled along, and a very bloody scene was staged in front of everyone.

With Qin Feng's grab, the two arms of the two were directly torn off from the shoulders, blood flew everywhere, bloody and violent.

After losing an arm, they could no longer gather all the strength in their bodies.

Qin Feng threw it casually, and his steps did not stop at all, and continued to approach Han Wangling.

"Humph, if I don't make a move, do you really think I'm a vegetarian?"

Han Wangling snorted coldly.

Although he grew up in a pampered environment, he became more addicted to wine, sex and vanity when he grew up.

But Han Nanxing did spend a lot of effort on him, so his physique and strength are considered good among the younger generation.

He retreated violently, shook his left sleeve, and then shook out a dagger, stabbing at Qin Feng who had just arrived in front of him.

——Swoosh!

Qin Feng calmly dodged sideways, then twisted his feet, pulled his waist back, and punched Han Wangling in the chest quickly and heavily.

——Bang!

This punch was powerful and heavy, and it hit Han Wangling's sternum directly.

Ge Yue and the others' pupils contracted violently, and they clenched their fists tightly!

Han Wangling wanted to resist with a dagger, but Qin Feng's fist hit his sternum directly against the dagger, and the force did not decrease.

Han Wangling's mouth shook violently, and then he felt a pain in his sternum, and a stream of blood surged up and spurted out of his mouth and nose.

The ribs were broken.

"Ah!"

Han Wangling roared, not caring about the injury on his chest, and retreated quickly.

Unfortunately, how could he keep up with Qin Feng's speed?

Qin Feng chased faster than him, and actually surpassed Han Wangling directly.

He was like a long sword unsheathed, breaking through the wind, unstoppable.

"Master, be careful!"

Ge Yue subconsciously exclaimed, and everyone in the audience widened their eyes and watched this scene nervously.

Feeling that Qin Feng had rushed behind him, Han Wangling's eyes became sharp again, and he moved his feet and directly aimed at Qin Feng's head behind him.

While Qin Feng was dodging, he immediately turned around and took out a pistol with his right hand!

——Click!

The sound of pulling the trigger sounded, and he had already estimated Qin Feng's head when he turned around.

Dare to get so close to him, you are looking for death.

But when he turned around, a hand had already grabbed his head and grabbed his entire face.

And the other hand grabbed his wrist holding the gun, and with a "click", his hand was actually bent back, and his back and wrist were completely folded.

The pistol fell to the ground, and Han Wangling's wrist was twisted into a knot by Qin Feng.

"Ah!"

Han Wangling groaned in pain again, his head could not move, but his expression was twisted together, his big mouth was pinched, blood mixed with saliva flowed down, it was horrible to watch.

He could only watch his intact right hand being twisted into a ball, and the bones were broken inch by inch.

"Ah!"

Han Wangling couldn't bear it psychologically, and screamed hysterically again.

His crazy state made many men and women around him retreat.

Many female companions saw this scene, their faces were very ugly and very aggrieved.

Originally, they wanted to watch Han Shao crush this so-called Dragon Lord and see how he was completely abused by Han Wangling.

But Qin Feng severely injured Han Wangling.

This shock made them difficult to accept for a while, and they felt very depressed and resentful of Qin Feng to the extreme.

"That's it? There's more."

Qin FengInstead of killing him instantly, he made another move with an expressionless face.

A punch broke through the air, sending out waves of sound.

Looking at the oncoming fist, Han Wangling's eyes were full of despair: "No, no, no!"

"Stop it!"

The faces of Ye Lao and the others changed drastically, and they shouted at Qin Feng to stop.

But they didn't have time to arrive, and Qin Feng's fist had already fallen.

I don't know whether Han Wangling's potential was stimulated, or the instinct of survival broke out at the critical moment.

Although Qin Feng was pinching his head, he tried his best to twist his body away.

Although Qin Feng's chest was still hit by a punch from Qin Feng, at least he avoided the vital part of the heart.

However, despite this, he was still in great pain. Although his heart did not rupture, other internal organs were shattered by the force of this punch.

And this punch still broke Han Wangling's shoulder blade.

Han Wangling screamed and fell, landing on a coffee table with a crystal top, smashing it to pieces.

The things on it were scattered all over the floor, making a mess.

Han Wangling spat out a mouthful of blood and crawled out of a pile of glass shards. Qin Feng was already standing in front of him, stepping on his head with one foot, stepping his head into a pile of glass shards.

"You asked me to kill you, and I said I would fulfill your wish."

"Now, are you ready to die?"

He looked down at the usurper who wanted to kill him and replace him with an indifferent look, without any emotion.

"Stop! Stop!"

At this time, the remaining dozen disciples of the Punishment Hall rushed up with weapons in hand.

In order to protect Han Wangling, Ye Lao and the others also struggled to stand up.

Ge Yue looked subconsciously. In the hall, the remaining disciples only needed Miao Jin to blew a puff of black smoke to instantly make them lose their fighting power. Outside the door, there were originally hundreds of disciples of the Punishment Hall, all of whom died at the hands of Qin Feng and Miao Jin. Ye Lao and his men could still stand up, but they were no longer able to fight.

Moreover, Wang Dongxiang's people had already arrived and surrounded the entire Punishment Hall.

Her lips moved: "How, how could this happen..."