The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Chen Xuan took out the silk handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on the long knife.

Basic swordsmanship is worthy of being an artifact of abuse!

What kind of master do you think will come?

It turned out to be a bunch of scum!

Suddenly, Chen Xuan frowned, turned around and struck out like lightning.

A cloud of shadow rushed towards his back at an unimaginable speed, so fast that it tore through the air, let out a sharp whistling, and struck Chen Xuan hard with a palm.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the palms of the two collided, causing the ground to shake slightly, and the bluestone slabs under their feet cracked instantly.

Chen Xuan took two steps back uncontrollably.

The black figure turned somersaults in the air, let out a muffled grunt, and made an obvious noise from his arms. He landed on the top of the wall with the help of the force of the overturn, and was about to escape with a jerk of his body.

With just one move, he tested Chen Xuan's depth.

The strength is unimaginable.

But it was too late for him to leave.

After taking two steps back, Chen Xuan stabilized his figure instantly, stepped on the sole of his foot, and exploded at full speed.

Eight steps to catch cicadas!

Whoosh!

A sharp voice sounded, almost to the extreme.

The black figure's eyes changed, he turned back in horror, and said hoarsely, "Misunderstanding, I didn't..."

boom!

57 years of internal strength plus 1720 jin of physical strength, it was like a sledgehammer hammering down hard.

The black shadow squirted blood wildly, his arms were broken, and his internal organs were torn apart. He flew straight out and smashed into the distance. He couldn't die any more.

Chen Xuan landed gently again.

"I misunderstood your mother."

he opened his mouth to speak.

The sound of wind whistling sounded in the distance, sharp and ear-piercing, and there seemed to be many figures shaking.

The dark clouds slowly drifted past, and the silver moon emerged again.

The light poured down like mercury on the earth.

boom!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

The gate of the government office was shattered directly from the outside, and pieces of broken wood were smashed towards the surroundings.

More than a dozen figures appeared outside the gate of the government office, with murderous aura, Xiao Han was terrifying.

The first three are the disease demon, the gorgeous demon, and the sword demon.

The others, all wearing night clothes, only showing a pair of cold eyes, are eerie and terrifying, holding knives and swords.

In the street behind them, figures swayed on the roof, and there were many quacks with good deeds, all of them looked in the direction of the government office with surprised faces.

They knew something big was going to happen tonight!

Unexpectedly, it really appeared.

The four evil spirits of the black wind came to take revenge!

There are seven or eight other black-clothed masters in the entourage.

"Now this headhunting is over."

"The night is long, no matter how strong he is, his two fists are no match for four."

Many people whispered.

Chen Xuan looked towards the door.

"Wu Tiande, kill my third brother, either you or us will die tonight!"

The illness is sinister.

Yanmo sticks out her scarlet tongue, licks her lips, with charming eyes, giggling and saying: "What a strong man, I can make my heart jump when I see it, Wu catcher, don't worry, I will Let them keep you breathless, and then slowly replenish you, so that you will slowly die of ecstasy in the end!"

"Go!"

One of the men in black said in a low voice.

Whoohoo!

A group of people all rushed over.

Swords, guns, halberds, fists, palms and claws, all kinds of martial arts greeted Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan channeled his internal energy into his eyes, and the movements of these people were instantly slowed down in his eyes.

With a flash of his body, he broke into the crowd, like a huge beast that suddenly woke up.

boom!

He came up and slapped a man in black to death with his palm. His sternum was sunken, he spurted blood wildly, and flew out like a broken sack.

Then he grabbed the palm of his hand, pinched the stabbed long knife, and slapped hard with the other hand.

boom!

Another person was hit in the chest by him, his internal organs burst, and he spurted blood wildly.

He exerted his body skills to the extreme, chasing cicadas in eight steps, claiming that within eight steps, I am the only one who is fast, like a hazy afterimage.

A series of figures were shot by him one after another, vomiting blood and flying backwards.

His five-poison zhenqi is extremely thick and extremely poisonous, but if the internal force is slightly weak, once hit, there is absolutely no possibility of survival, it is simply a killing weapon, and other people's attacks can't hit him at all, even if they hit him Even he was completely blocked by his iron shirt.