Kubo Ryohei looked like he was awesome and coaxing: "My Abi Camel style sword drawing technique, once the sword is drawn, it will not return to the sheath until there is blood!"
"Over the years, the number of so-called Daxia masters who have died under my sword-drawing skills ranges from one hundred to eighty."
"For people like you, I'm usually too lazy to get a knife!"
"So get down on your knees!"
"Stop wasting your energy struggling!"
Kubo Ryohei was very proud and arrogant. Apparently, his constant push made him confident in himself and was invincible.
Even though Ye Hao had shown a certain level of combat prowess before, as long as the rumored Ye Jiufeng wasn't around, Kubo Ryohei felt that he was invincible with his own strength.
"Yeah?"
Ye Hao smiled.
"Who are you, Taro Kubota?"
Kubo Ryohei said with a proud look on his face: "He is my brother. We are two unique twins known as the Abi Camel-ryu. We..."
"You are even more useless than him."
Ye Hao interrupted Kubo Ryohei's words rudely and stepped on it with his right foot the next moment.
"Click——"
A piece of blue brick fragment flew out, Kubo Ryohei's expression changed, and he subconsciously pulled out the long sword of the island country at his waist.
But it was better not to draw the sword. The moment he drew the sword, his pupils suddenly dilated and his whole body froze.
Because in his eyes, that fragment was like a meteor from the sky or an antelope hanging its horns, untouchable and unstoppable.
"puff--"
Kubo Ryohei's long sword from the island country had just been halfway pulled out, and the fragments of the blue brick had already sunk into his throat.
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and all the strength in Kubo Ryohei's body was gone. He slowly knelt down and sat on the ground, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Vulnerable..."
Ye Hao spoke lightly.
This is calm and calm, and it is also an unspeakable dislike.
Everyone in the audience looked at this scene in astonishment.
Many of them have seen Ryohei Kubo take action.
This great master can split a huge boulder with one knife!
But now, it was solved so lightly by Ye Hao?
This, this, this...
"What!?"
Xia Xiumei was covering her sexy little mouth with a look of disbelief on her face.
She never imagined that Ye Hao actually had such ability. He could kill a master like Ryohei Kubo instantly?
That is not an ordinary person, but a military king of a generation!
Fang Tianhua couldn't help but sit up straight at this moment, looking at Ye Hao with eyes that were no longer filled with disdain, but more solemn.
The red wine glass in Jin Junying's hand started to shake. After a moment, he smiled faintly and said, "Not bad, I have some skills."
Kong Xiuer on one side smiled brightly and said: "If I can get your comment from Mr. Jin, the person named Ye will still be able to smile even if he dies."
"It's a pity that a reckless man like him will never understand."
"This era is the era of money, connections and energy."
"No matter how good a person is at fighting, can he beat firearms? Can he beat airplanes and cannons? Can he beat nuclear weapons?"
"If time goes back three hundred years, he might be able to be considered a powerful person."
"Now, he is just a so-called master."
"If you're lucky, you can win the championship in an exhibition match. If you're not lucky, you might have to perform on the streets in the future..."
Obviously, Kong Xiuer looked down upon Ye Hao.
For this man who blasphemed her with his eyes during the ring fight, she didn't let anyone slap him to death, which was already a favor to the Jinling circle.
Jin Junying obviously didn't know about the grudge between Kong Xiu'er and Ye Hao, but he smiled and said: "Xiu'er, do you look down on this guy so much?"