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Nehru looked at Chen Fan with fierce eyes, as if he was going to eat Chen Fan alive every minute.

Under the arena, the five warriors from the Three Kingdoms also clamored.

"Nehru, this kid really doesn't know what to do. He dares to interrupt your discussion with that beautiful lady. He deserves death."

"Nehru, teach this kid a lesson and let him know how powerful you are."

"Abolish this kid's tendons and hamstrings."

Under the arena, the five warriors from the Three Kingdoms all looked fierce. It seemed that if Nehru didn't make a move, they would jump onto the arena to attack Chen Fan.

"Don't worry, this kid, I will definitely let him die miserably, I will torture him until he is not a human being, hehe."

Nehru looked at Chen Fan with cold eyes, as if Chen Fan had been knocked down by him at this time, and he was torturing Chen Fan.

Chen Fan looked at the other party with a disdainful gaze: "A frog at the bottom of a well dares to come to Huaguo to provoke Huaguo's warriors. If you didn't use a hidden weapon, do you think you will be Qian Zhitian's opponent? You have already To be directly beaten down by Qian Zhitian, and still have the face to show off his power here, is simply shameless to the extreme."

"Stinky boy, your spitting blood is useless. When I beat you to the ground, you will know who is more powerful."

Nehru became even more murderous.

Chen Fan was very disdainful: "Who is more powerful? In fact, the answer is already obvious. I can directly beat you to the ground with only three moves."

"What, this kid is simply too arrogant."

Under the arena, there was a burst of shouting and shouting.

"What does he think the warriors of our Three Kingdoms can compare to the trash of these martial arts associations? It's just arrogant."

"Nehru, don't do anything with this kid anymore, shoot directly and teach him a lesson."

Amidst the noise and anger, Nehru's expression was also very ugly. His huge body rushed towards Chen Fan directly, and his huge casserole-like fist also waved, and directly smashed towards Chen Fan. .

"Be careful."

Under the arena, many Wuxie disciples watched this scene, subconsciously pulled together, and subconsciously shouted.

But at the next moment, there was an almost unanimous exclamation, and Chen Fan's reaction was even faster. With a flash of his figure, everyone in the arena didn't even see Chen Fan's movements clearly.

Chen Fan had already appeared directly behind Nehru.

Chen Fan remained expressionless, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked Nehru's back knee.

There was a loud click, much louder than when Qian Zhitian kicked him before.

Originally, this Nehru's back knee had already been kicked by Qian Zhitian before, but because of his rough skin and thick flesh, he held on for a while.

But obviously, Chen Fan's kick was much stronger than Qian Zhitian's kick before.

"Ah." Indeed, a subconscious scream came directly from Nehru's mouth.

With a thud, he couldn't stand upright, and knelt on one knee directly on the ring.

"Ah." Immediately afterwards, a roar came out of his mouth, and he was about to force himself to stand up.

But as soon as his figure flashed, Chen Fan had already come in front of Nehru, and said coldly: "Do you still want to stand up? It's already impossible. I said three moves to knock you down, and I can beat you straight away." Get down."

As soon as the words fell, under Nehru's extremely terrified eyes, Chen Fan kicked out directly, and this kick hit Nehru's face fiercely.

"Pfft!" This time, Nehru couldn't even utter a scream, and blood spurted out of his mouth, and it was very clear that there were several teeth mixed in the blood.

It is conceivable how powerful Chen Fan's kick was.

Seeing such a scene, under the ring, all the disciples of the martial arts association couldn't help but feel a little bit unbelievable.

After being stunned for several seconds, a burst of shouting broke out from his mouth.

"Well, well, beat this Nehru to death."

"The beating made him find his teeth all over the place."

"Ha ha……"

A burst of excited and ecstatic voice sounded.

Each of them also looked involuntarily excited and ecstatic to the extreme.

Indeed, in their view, the appearance of such a scene is simply too rare, and it seems that the anger in their hearts has finally come out.

You know, a few days ago, these foreign warriors beat them up terribly, and now there are more than a dozen disciples lying in the hospital, and some of them are not even out of danger.

Seeing Nehru being beaten like this by Chen Fan, they were so unhappy and excited.

After the five Asan Kingdom warriors were stunned for a moment, their faces turned ashen, and they suddenly yelled:
"It's not fair, it's not fair."

Li Fangguo seemed to be getting angry too. There was finally a slight change in the way he looked towards Chen Fan on the ring.

Hearing the five warriors from the Three Kingdoms shouted, Li Fangguo glanced over and asked, "I don't know what's unfair?"

"This is a battle of wheels. When Nehru and Qian Zhitian fought just now, he was already injured."

"That's right, you Hua Guo warriors are simply too despicable and shameless. It's not fair to use such a trick as wheel fighting."

These five warriors from the Three Kingdoms all looked very angry.

Li Fangguo sneered: "Don't you think you are very powerful? Do you think you can beat all of us to the ground by yourself? Why, now it feels unfair, haha."

Li Fangguo's eyes showed disdain and sarcasm, and he looked at the five warriors from the Three Kingdoms.

"There is a third move." At this time, Chen Fan on the ring had no expression on his face.

Under his foot, Nehru fell to the ground with blood spurting from his mouth, but he quickly stood up.

He stared at Chen Fan with red eyes, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and he was about to use the hidden weapon directly.

However, Chen Fan had been guarding against him for a long time, and suddenly he strode forward and grabbed Nehru's right wrist with lightning speed.

"Crack," Chen Fan also exerted his strength directly, followed by the sound of a broken bone.

"Ah. My hand."

A scream like killing a pig came from Nehru's mouth.

Chen Fan didn't stop, grabbed Nehru's elbow, exerted the same strength, and with the sound of "click", Chen Fan also crushed Nehru's elbow.