This is like a person cannot move a big tree weighing thousands of pounds, but he can step up and make the big tree tremble.

     But how did Comrade Xue do it in front of him? He didn't swing his fist at all, but directly covered his palm, so that the instrument reached the upper limit. This is pure physical strength, and what is even more unimaginable is that seeing Comrade Xue's appearance as lightweight, I'm afraid that he didn't use all his strength at all. It's so weak. This person's physical strength is no longer terrible, but like a demon.

     "Good skills. Today I have opened my eyes. I have heard from my master that since Sun Lutang, there has been no master of national arts in China. I am lucky to see you today. If you don't try the depth, I will regret it for the rest of my life. Eight swords, Li Junlin, please give me advice!"

     As soon as he finished speaking, a green steel sword flashed with cold light and rushed straight to Old Xue.

     Xue Lao could not dodge. There were two pairs of fierce fists and two quick legs. Eight methods from all sides were shrouded towards him.

     , however, said that there are many Chinese masters in the Sword Team. After all, the Chinese martial arts practices is the body. If the body is successful, it will be like a hand to use the fingers of all things, and then practice military skills such as guns, assassination, and lurking. It will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

     And all masters regard the master of national art as a legendary myth. At this moment, Mr. Xue showed his skills and anyone could guess the identity of the master of national art.

     In the saying goes, for warriors, the master of national arts is opium poison. No one doesn’t want to try that realm, what are the abilities and supernatural powers?

      Although everyone did not believe that when they were in the master in the past, they heard the master's magical powers uttered by the elders of the master's sect, but their awe of the master's sect came from the bottom of their hearts.

     Therefore, when you act at this moment, no one is too stupid to talk about martial ethics, or to act fiercely, or to attack wherever you are.

     , however, said that when he saw a sword, his fists and his legs were about to be pushed forward at the same time. Mr. Xue did not move, and his left leg suddenly raised and suddenly fell. Suddenly, there seemed to be a strong shock in the field, and the entire hall was shaking violently.

     The sudden change occurred. In an instant, no one had any reminiscent of it. He really thought that an earthquake occurred, his sword, fist, and his feet were slightly suffocated. Old Xue shook his body and he took off from the encirclement.

    "Good means!"

      In an instant, the whole audience was filled with loud shouts.

     But before the shouts fell, more than a dozen figures rushed towards Mr. Xue, most of whom were empty-handed and took out all kinds of long swords and short soldiers from the weapon stand on one side!
Chapter completed!