Chapter 679: Judgment Department of the Martial Arts Federation

Style: Romance Author: Boss FuWords: 2459Update Time: 24/01/12 00:42:42
At this time, Li Molin no longer looked as arrogant as before.

Kneeling on the ground like a dead dog, begging desperately.

Although he is now beaten by Ye Chen.

However, his skills are unique, and this is his home court.

There is a treasure he has treasured for many years hidden here. As long as he puts in some effort, he can recover quickly.

As long as you keep a small life, everything else is easy to talk about.

"When you led so many people to kill A Ke and me, did you ever think about kneeling down and begging for mercy today?" Ye Chen's eyes were cold and unmoved.

Although, Black Instructor and others did not directly cause harm to themselves.

However, he was responsible for all the injuries on Ah Ke, the injuries on Grandmaster Fang Cun, and the injuries on the cold-blooded Thirteen Eagles.

Moreover, if instructor Hei and others had not joined, Fang Tianyu might not have had time to destroy the formation, and Fang Qing would not have almost died.

Although, the final culprit was Fang Tianyu.

However, when an avalanche occurs, every snowflake is not innocent.

Therefore, from the beginning, Ye Chen had made up his mind.

Mr. Yue, Fang Tianyu, Instructor Hei, Zhao Xingong and Zhao Ruilong behind him, all of these people must die.

"Ye Chen...Ye Chen, women...women are like clothes. I just said...as long as you practice my skills...you can have as many women as you want."

"Please, as long as you don't kill me..."

"I'm willing to...be a dog for you."

"I have to say that you really tried your best to survive." Ye Chen sneered.

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Li Molin thought there was a turning point.

He quickly forced out a smile and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen sneered and said, "It's a pity that what bothers me the most is dogs."

"So, you might as well die."

Ye Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed the black instructor fiercely.

"No..." Instructor Black was so shocked that his eyes almost exploded.

Howled desperately.

However, the next second, he felt the air from all directions around his body began to squeeze towards him.

And the big hole in his chest was also desperately squeezing around.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

Oppressed from all sides.

Li Molin's whole body, from head to toe, and all his internal organs were squeezed to the point of explosion.

Poor black instructor Li Molin, who has been practicing for so many years, ended up with his whole body broken into pieces.

Not even a whole body was left behind.

But this is also the cycle of heaven and cause and effect.

He practiced evil techniques, sucked all his female students dry, squeezed them clean, and blew their bodies into powder.

And he himself was eventually crushed by Ye Chen's hand, and his whole body was broken into pieces.

His fate also corresponds to all the sins he has done.

Seeing the fate of black instructor Li Molin, Ye Chen showed no mercy.

He turned around, set up the air blower, and prepared to go back.

Whoosh...

Whoosh...

Whoosh...

at this time.

Suddenly, three extremely fierce energy shot towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, swayed slightly, and quickly moved away.

With the blowing wind, it slowly landed on the shore.

He shouted coldly: "Who is it?"

"get out!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Several figures rushed out quickly, and six people formed a hexagon, surrounding Ye Chen in the middle.

Behind them, there was actually a group of team members wearing uniforms and holding sharp crossbows who rushed over quickly.

Ye Chen was surrounded equally quickly.

The crossbow arrows in his hands were all pointed at Ye Chen's vital points.

Seeing the crossbow arrow in the opponent's hand, Ye Chen had an idea.

But he still asked: "Who are you?"

"We are from the Judgment Department of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association. My name is Pang Shanyun." One of the old men wearing black training uniforms took a step forward and said coldly.

"Kyoto Martial Arts Guild?" Ye Chen's eyes narrowed.

My mind was spinning, wondering why the other party came here.

He said coldly: "I don't seem to have any interaction with your Kyoto Martial Arts Guild, right?"

"You just attacked me with a crossbow. What do you mean?"

But Pang Shanyun sneered and said to Ye Chen: "Ye Chen, our Kyoto Martial Arts Guild is in charge of all martial arts guilds in the country."

"You know exactly what you committed."

"I advise you to stop pretending and explain your own problems as soon as possible."

"If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go. Stop playing riddles in front of me." Ye Chen couldn't stand the arrogance of the other party.

"It seems that you won't die until you see the Yellow River, and you won't cry until you see the coffin." Pang Shanyun sneered and said to Ye Chen: "Since you are pretending to be stupid in front of me, let me remind you."

"Did you remember anything about the massacre of the Zhongyu Province Martial Arts Guild?"

Ye Chen's heart moved.

There were hundreds of people in the Zhongyu Province Martial Arts Association. Except for a dog-headed military advisor who escaped, the rest were all killed by himself.

None of them, including Li Fanghai, the president of the Martial Arts Guild, and his several Vajra men escaped.

However, after this incident happened, various forces from the Fang family, the Wang family, and the Central War Department joined forces to suppress the entire incident.

Therefore, after such a long time, no one has come to trouble Ye Chen.

However, now it seems that this matter is too big.

Even if several companies join forces, it will never be possible to completely suppress the matter.

After all, the headquarters of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association found him.

However, Ye Chen was mentally prepared and didn't panic.

He also wanted to see what the masters of the Kyoto Martial Arts Guild were like.

So, I decided to play with each other.

So, he said calmly: "I also heard a little bit about the massacre of the Zhongyu Province Martial Arts Guild."

"As a martial arts tournament champion who came from the martial arts guild, I am deeply saddened by this."

"However, I don't know, Mr. Pang, why did you suddenly mention this matter?"

"Does this Mingmen tragedy have anything to do with me?"

"Ye Chen! You bastard! It's already come to this moment, and you're still so stubborn?" Pang Shanyun was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Pointing at Ye Chen's nose, he said loudly: "Stop fucking pretending to be like me!"

"Now that we have found you, we naturally have conclusive evidence."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that we have found Wang Zhihui, the only survivor in the massacre of the Zhongyu Province Martial Arts Guild."

"He personally identified the mysterious man who massacred the entire Zhongyu Province Martial Arts Guild..."

"That's you!"

"It turns out that you guys found that stupid dog. I really have something that I want to talk to him about." Ye Chen spread his hands and said lazily.

Ye Chen had also found out a long time ago the dirty trick that Li Fanghai and his son used to deal with him.

Almost all of them were the ideas of that old yinbi Wang Zhihui.

Therefore, what he just said is not a lie.

He really wanted to find Wang Zhihui, that old Yinbi, and have a good talk.

Ye Chen shrugged and said to Pang Shanyun: "Since you have found out, I won't pretend anymore."

"That's right, I killed all those stupid dogs in the Zhongyu Martial Arts Guild."

I heard Ye Chen admit it himself.

The nerves of everyone at the scene were suddenly raised, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely solemn.