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Chapter fifty-eight?

That year, I kicked a great master to death in the Pamir Plateau! Wang Xuan felt that if he had successfully retired now, he could write a biography like this.

Unfortunately, that is completely unrealistic.

At this moment, in front of everyone, he, a young man in his early twenties, kicked Xia Qing to death, even if he didn't want to attract attention!

However, this put a lot of pressure on him because he was very clear about what this meant.

There is no doubt that now that he has the entire audience focused, not to mention people from the old and new camps, it is estimated that even the chaebols and people from major organizations in the battleships in the sky may be shocked.

In fact, it was indeed the case. The whole audience was watching. Battleships in the sky, crowds on the ground, men and women all looked at it, with shock written on their faces. It felt incredible.

How old was he? He was so young. Even though Xia Qing was seriously injured, it was still a bit outrageous to be kicked to death!

"Who said the old skills are no longer used? Where did this young man come from? He is very powerful." In a super battleship in the distance, an old man looked at the big screen and said.

Naturally, there is no shortage of real masters around such people. A middle-aged man said: "Let's see again. Maybe Xia Qing can't support it anymore."

In the super battleship where the relevant departments of the old land were located, the deputy was very quiet. He sat there without speaking, staring at Lao Chen on the big screen, then looking at Wang Xuan, saying nothing.



At the scene, people in the field of old arts were very shocked. As an expert, they naturally understood deeply how terrifying the Grand Master was. He was absolutely superior. Even if the injuries were serious, it would be easy to kill people like them who followed the path of old arts!

Wu Yin was surprised, what level of master is Xiao Wang and how strong is he? He actually killed a great master at this juncture.

Wu Chenglin is also keeping an eye on Wang Xuan. They want to cooperate deeply with the expedition organization, but they need the intervention of experts in the field of old arts. Isn't this ready-made?

Aoki realized that Xiao Wang's kick made a lot of noise!

Wang Xuan didn't want to be stared at like this. He was very calm and sober. This clean and decisive kick attracted attention and admiration. It looked beautiful, but he was bound to be stared at and even taken.

Look with a magnifying glass.

This was contrary to his original intention. Now he wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible and didn't want to go in front of everyone.

Once someone pays attention, there will be various surprises and uncertainties, and even danger is approaching.

Wang Xuan was the first to rush over and support Old Chen. He was really worried. His old colleague was now in extremely bad condition. He was breathing heavily, his chest was rising and falling violently, and his body was burning hot.

"Master!" Aoki almost shed tears and held Lao Chen's other arm.

"Don't worry, I won't die for a while. I can hold on until I leave." Old Chen said in a deep voice, his voice still cold under the cold silver mask.

He signaled Aoki not to be impatient, not to lose his composure here, and to wait until he really left to talk about anything else.

A group of people rushed over and surrounded Lao Chen.

"Old Chen, are you okay?" Wu Chenglin asked.

"It's okay." Lao Chen replied calmly.

The more he behaves like this, the heavier Wang Xuan's heart becomes. Lao Chen is in a very bad state.

A group of people were greeting each other, but they didn't know what was going on. Seeing that Lao Chen's breathing was gradually becoming more steady, they thought it was okay, so they all took a deep breath and smiled.

"Young man, you are amazing!" After relaxing, a master of the old arts looked at Wang Xuan, showing his surprise and admiration.

Even though old Chen Chaoshen today defeated the new art camp by himself, defeated three great masters in a row, and killed two of them with his own hands, it definitely detonated Congling!

But the young man in front of him will definitely attract a wave of attention. Even if Xia Qing is physically weak and has serious problems of his own, being killed like this will still cause waves.

"Young man, you are not very old, but your strength is so high. It's really good." Old Wu also spoke with a gentle smile.

Wang Xuan slandered. Not long ago, Lao Wu was very unkind. He mentioned the word Lao Wang there, but now he has changed his words. Young man is really good?

He was quite calm and "refuted the rumors" immediately, saying: "It was purely an accident. When I rushed over, she was already exhausted. Grand Master Xia Qing actually died in the hands of Lao Chen."

When Wu Chenglin heard what he said, he immediately laughed and appreciated it even more. He felt that this young man was very aware of his situation and was not getting carried away by the scenery. This was to protect himself.

Wu Yin also smiled and nodded to him.

Wang Xuan was surprised, what kind of situation was Da Wu doing? She had her arms folded across her chest and she was still facing him sideways. Isn't this the same thing? Her figure was too curvy, but she still had a broad mind. She looked like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side.

Mainly because when Wu Yin saw Xia Qing being kicked, as a woman, she felt the same pain and subconsciously crossed her arms and turned sideways.

She secretly complained that Xiao Wang was indeed ruthless, even extremely vicious, and she felt a little offended for no reason.

At the same time, she also thought of another person who kicked her in the butt and made her fall into the lake. Now she gritted her teeth when she thought about it.

Could it be that all the young people practicing the old skills now prefer to use their feet instead of their hands? She thought wildly and quickly rejected it. No matter what, the Xiao Wang in front of her was much better than that Wang Xuan!

"Let's go!" Aoki said, worried about Lao Chen and wanted to take him for treatment as soon as possible. The spacecraft has the most advanced medical equipment and professionals.

Wang Xuan personally supported Lao Chen and looked at Siye warily. At this time, his pupils shrank, and the other party was indeed agitated!

In the new technique camp, a group of people were walking slowly and were approaching. Seeing that Lao Chen was in a bad state, they were a little eager to try!

They were not some impetuous young people, but mainly middle-aged people, with a cold look in their eyes, and a great hatred for the old arts camp.

Because they knew very well what the outcome of today's battle meant. Lao Chen used his own efforts to extend the life of the old technique!

Prior to this, the rise of new techniques can be said to be fierce, with contacts and secret discussions with all parties, and it was a powerful medicine that directly cut off the old techniques.

All of this is based on the fact that the new technique has produced several great masters and can help the chaebol extend their lifespan. Comparing the new technique with the old technique, it is said that the latter has completely declined. When Lao Chen dies, this path will

It's over.

But today, Lao Chen penetrated the new technique camp by himself, slashed at mechas with his sword, defeated three great masters by himself, and killed two of them with force. It was simply amazing.

At this point, who dares to say that the old technique is not good?!

The three great masters personally went to lobby the chaebols and hinted to major organizations that they needed to further allocate resources, but now all three of them were killed by Lao Chen alone.

Today is a major blow to the new technique!

Especially in the final stage, when the young man jumped out of nowhere and kicked the great master Xia Qing to death, it indirectly proved that there was a successor to the old technique.

This made people in the new art field indignant, impatient, and furious. They felt as if they had been knocked directly from the colorful clouds to the dust today.

They all know that after today's battle, the old ways are alive! The major chaebols and organizations will definitely continue to allocate resources to them.

The people who are slowly approaching are naturally closely related to the three great masters, otherwise they would not be so hostile.

Now, they all saw that there was a very serious problem with Lao Chen. In the end, they did not go after Xia Qing. It was obvious that they could not take action.

"kill!"

Over at the new technique camp, someone took the lead in shouting and couldn't help but rushed over, followed by a large group of people.

In their view, except for one Lao Chen in the old arts field, there is no one else to worry about, and they are far from being the opponents of the new arts camp!

The leaders were either friends or disciples of the three great masters, or they wanted to join forces and rush over now, kill Lao Chen, and avenge Mo Hai, Xia Qing, and Chen Kai.

Wang Xuan quickly stood in the front and had nothing to say. Now he even wanted to keep a low profile. Since these people were going crazy, he could only follow and fight to the end!

"Let go!" Lao Chen whispered, asking Aoki to let go, and then he walked out holding the bloody black sword.

The expression of the person opposite suddenly froze, and even his pace slowed down. He felt uncertain. Lao Chen's performance today was obvious to all. He was like a murderous god, which made a group of people feel cold in their hearts.

Wang Xuan was also startled. He looked at Lao Chen who stood out from the crowd. He was suspicious. Was his old colleague deliberately waiting for the other party to come forward?

Mainly because during this period of time together, Lao Chen fished again and again, which made Wang Xuan feel a little hairy and couldn't see clearly the true thoughts of his old colleague.

When Lao Chen passed by him, he sighed in an inaudible voice: "I can't do it anymore. After I kill all the top masters among them, you can deal with the rest..."

After he finished speaking, he jumped more than ten meters away. The speed was too fast. He held a black sword and killed directly, breaking into the crowd in an instant!

Although Lao Chen was not in good physical condition, he was unstoppable. He was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. No one could resist him. The sword light was raging, killing heads everywhere. In an instant, all the masters fell, and no one could stop him!

When Wang Xuan saw this scene, what else could he say? It was impossible for him to watch Lao Chen's physical problems explode and die there. Now he couldn't keep a low profile, so he aroused his bloody passion and killed him!

Behind, a group of people who followed the old martial arts path yelled and charged after him, because Lao Chen's performance made them worried and felt sad.

Now, Lao Chen is still invincible, the sword in his hand is shining like a rainbow, and every time the sword falls, a master in the new art field is killed, but his mouth and nose are constantly bleeding, and his chest seems to explode.

The ups and downs are terrifying!

Many people realized that Lao Chen would probably die here today, and his injuries were already irreversible. He was now going to do his last bit to wipe out some powerful enemies!

Many people in the old art field had red eyes and felt useless. Letting Lao Chen reach this point alone, they all tried their best to fight forward.

At this moment, in the eyes of many people, Lao Chen was shining brightly, as sharply as the sword in his hand, and invincible.

However, this should be his last glory. He did not cough up blood during the fierce battle with the three great masters, but now his clothes are stained with blood, and his mouth and nose are bleeding continuously.

"Old Chen, please step back and stop fighting!" Wang Xuan shouted. He couldn't help it, his nose was sore, and he kept squeezing his own potential. Regardless, he once again used the physical skills recorded in the five-page golden book!

"Kill!" Lao Chen yelled for the last time. He held a long sword and swept across it. Their heads rolled down. He was about to kill all the great masters. He was shining brightly with the sword light and gasped: "If it were in ancient times, the secret path of the old technique had not yet been

Before the end of time, I was destined to become the ancestor of the religion and become a near-immortal. Who do you think you are?!"

Old Chen stood with his sword in hand, his whole body was glowing, and his voice shook the green hills. He felt lonely, but also had suppressed pride. It was a pity that he was born in the wrong era.


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