Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

"what?"

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and sure enough he saw that the girl Qing Yi's current posture was not quite right. She was being coerced.

next second.

He roared loudly: "If you dare to come to my Nighthawk Hall, you are seeking death!"

He punched Chen Yan in the head. He was indeed a pretty good master.

But in front of Chen Yan, he was a little too young!

"Bah!"

Chen Yan has long wanted to fight.

The energy in his body was like a steamer, the jade pendant continued to heat up, and the energy seemed to explode. He was a little worried. If he didn't let it out, would he explode?

Therefore, he directly threw the girl away and punched her.

The result was very unpleasant.

With just such a punch, Huang Mao flew out like a kite with its string broken. Blood spurted out in mid-air and his arm was broken into several pieces.

"Shhh-"

A whistle sounded quickly in the factory.

The next moment, dozens of Nighthawk Hall killers rushed out.

"what happened?"

"Who dares to come to my Nighthawk Hall to cause trouble?"

Huang Mao held the severed arm, grinned, and said, "This is Qing Yi's first kill mission target. This guy didn't die. Instead, he broke into our Nighthawk Hall."

"what?"

"audacious in the extreme!"

A shirtless man emerged from the crowd: "Let me kill him!"

As a result, Qing Yi said weakly from the side: "Senior Brother Gu, he is the master."

"what--?"

The shirtless man was startled and stopped suddenly.

As for the Grandmaster, it seems that... he shouldn't be able to kill him!

At this time, Chen Yan spoke: "In Nighthawk Hall, are you the only ones like you, the shrimp soldiers and the crab generals? Are there any other big fish?"

"Damn, what's wrong with the master? I'm also a half-step master!" The shirtless man became angry when he heard this. They were all warriors. Warriors were fierce and angry. How could they admit defeat?

"Come!"

Chen Yan shook his head: "You are too weak, come on together!"

The shirtless man shouted: "Look down on me? Let you see my hundred-step magic fist!"

"boom--"

The Hundred Step Divine Fist has not yet reached Chen Yan.

A big foot slapped him hard.

Second defeat!

The pupils of the Nighthawk members who were watching shrank, feeling the master aura emanating from Chen Yan. One-on-one would never succeed.

"Go together!"

"Copy guy!"

"Shhhhh..."

Everyone drew their weapons and rushed forward.

Chen Yan smiled: "That's interesting!"

He couldn't suppress the warlike factor in his heart for a long time. Before these people could attack, he rushed forward first. He didn't have any moves... In fact, he did not know any special martial arts or moves. He all relied on brute force. And speed wins.

But, that's enough.

Everyone's movements were reflected in his eyes, as if in slow motion.

But his speed, in the eyes of others, is as fast as a ghost.

"boom--"

First!

"Bah!"

Two, three!

Every time he struck, it was so powerful that the opponent would either have his bones broken, or he would be beaten to the point of vomiting blood and unable to get up.

In the blink of an eye, it fell down.

The girl Qing Yi stood in the corner, dumbfounded. She originally thought that if she brought Chen Yan here, this guy would definitely be beaten to death, and the grandmaster would not be able to stop the group fight, but she found that she was wrong. The battle between the grandmaster and the half-step master The gap is too big.

"stop!"

At this moment, a loud roar sounded.

An old man rushed down from the upstairs of the factory building. His beard and hair were all white, like a white-haired lion.

A "boom" sound fell in front of Chen Yan.

The ground exploded, and the energy rushed in all directions.

The rolling momentum caused the Nighthawk members next to them to rush back in panic.

But the Chen Yan in front of him was calm and motionless.

"Great, Mr. Xu is here!"

"Mr. Xu is a veteran master, and he will definitely beat this bastard to pieces!"

When the people in Nighthawk Hall saw the old man's appearance, they were immediately overjoyed and spoke out one after another.

The old man looked at Chen Yan, who had no expression on his face, and said in a loud voice: "Your Excellency, come to our Martial Alliance Nighthawk Hall in the middle of the night and attack so cruelly, is that too much?"

"Excessive?" Chen Yan sneered, "Old guy, your Nighthawk Hall sent people to kill me, why didn't you say it was too much?"

The old man raised his white eyebrows and said, "You are a master master. We at Nighthawk Hall will not take orders to kill the master."

"There's so much nonsense, let's talk about it after the fight!"

Chen Yan didn't want to talk now. He was so angry that he couldn't stand it anymore.

That piece of jade pendant was frighteningly hot.

Chen Yan was filled with evil energy and punched hard.

The old man snorted angrily and also greeted him with a fist.

"boom--"

There was an explosion, and the force swept dozens of meters around.

Several Nighthawk Hall disciples were knocked to the ground by the force. Several large craters were trampled on the ground, and the table next to them was torn into pieces.

"Boom!"

The old man took three steps back, his fists hurting as if they were broken.

Chen Yan finally vented part of the Evil King's true energy, felt sour and rushed forward again: "Come again!"

"boom--"

Another punch.

The old man dodged hastily this time.

Chen Yan's fist hit the cement pillar, and the pillar, which was thicker than a bucket, broke immediately. The cement stones flew around like bullets.

The old man shouted: "Big Demon-Suppressing Fist!"

"Good come!"

Chen Yan ignored him and went straight to meet him.

Fists collided.

This time it was more powerful than before.

Even Chen Yan took two steps back, and the old man even took seven steps back with a bang, his back hit the wall, and his face turned blue.

"How could this be?"

"Mr. Xu is a veteran grandmaster, second only to the hall master in strength, but he was beaten under pressure!"

"What is the origin of this guy?"

There was evil spirit rising behind Chen Yan, showing a faint blood color.

He walked towards the old man: "Old man, is this all you have? From today on, there is no need for social cancers like Nighthawk Hall to exist. To be a killer, you must have the consciousness to be killed."

"Go to hell, old man!"

"Roar--"

Chen Yan gathered evil energy with one punch, and the momentum he exuded made the people next to him unable to open their eyes.

But just when Chen Yan was about to kill the old man with one punch, a sharp blade penetrated from the diagonal stab and struck Chen Yan's left abdomen as fast as lightning.

"Ok?"

Chen Yan was shocked, so murderous.

This is the strongest person in Nighthawk Hall!

When he turned his head, he saw a woman in a black leather jacket and trousers, her black hair flying straight, and a dagger in her hand stabbing him in the vital part with a murderous aura.

"laugh--"

Chen Yan couldn't dodge, and his clothes were cut open.

A stream of blood seeped out quickly.

injured.

"It's my sister!"

"Great, the hall master finally takes action!"

"It seems we still have to rely on the hall master. Look, that kid is injured!"

"Haha, he actually threatened to destroy our Night Eagle Hall. He is really a toad yawning. As long as the Hall Master is here, no one can destroy the Night Eagle Hall!"

Chen Yan touched the wound and found that it was okay and not deep.

He looked at the woman. She had long, straight black hair, an unexpectedly delicate face, and was probably 25 or [-] years old. Her eyes were sharp. She was probably wearing a leather jacket and leather trousers, which were very tight and made her figure look particularly sexy and hot.

"Are you the master of Nighthawk Hall?"

"Shh-"

The woman turned into a black lightning without saying a word.

Each hand holds a cold dagger.

kill over here.

This is the fastest and most dangerous opponent Chen Yan has ever encountered.