"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out, and I saw a middle-aged uncle lying weakly in a pool of blood, seeing that he was already lifeless.

When Xia Chen arrived at the door, he could only watch this person die, and he was powerless to return to the sky.

"Damn these bastards!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw three strong men wearing black cloths running out of the bank, each carrying a stuffed bulging travel bag and holding a gun in his hand.

"Third child, according to the plan, you go and drive the car!"

"Damn, I actually rang the alarm bell, we have to run away before they arrive!"

The third child answered, and immediately rushed to the van parked on the side of the road, but unfortunately he couldn't get into the cab as he wished, because there was a person in front of him.

Xia Chen stared coldly at the gangster who ran over, ignoring the pistol he held in his hand.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way immediately!" The gangster roared at Xia Chen, under normal circumstances, ordinary people would have been scared when they saw this scene, who still has the courage to stand up and be a hero, after all, the gun is not an ornament, but what he didn't expect was that the young man in front of him was always indifferent, and he had no intention of giving in.

"Bang!"

The situation was urgent, and he didn't think much about it, so he directly pulled the trigger and shot at Xia Chen, anyway, he had already set a precedent before, and there was no difference between dying one and dying two.

To the man's surprise, the bullet did not hit the young man, but disappeared out of thin air, and he thought that there was something wrong with his eyes.

"I don't need mercy for people like you!" Xia Chen thought of the person who died in front of him just now, a nameless fire ignited in his heart, and the words were still echoing in his ears, he had already appeared in front of the gangster, and with a punch he turned the bow into a shrimp, and he lay on the ground softly and foamed at the mouth.

The force used in this punch is only the strength that ordinary people can withstand, otherwise, with Xia Chen's cultivation, let alone ordinary people with flesh and blood, even robots made of metal are estimated to be dismantled.

The movement here was noticed by the other two, and they turned their heads to look, and they were shocked by this look.

"Damn, there are really people who are not afraid of death, the second one shoots!" The leader was furious and quickly shot.

For a moment, the two pistols burst out one after another with astonishing movements

, the bullet flew towards Xia Chen as if he didn't want money.

Xia Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his hands volleyed in the air, and the speed was so fast that there was an afterimage, and when the two stopped shooting, their faces showed an expression of disbelief.

Why isn't he dead yet?

How did the two understand that today they met the most terrifying existence in the world.

Xia Chen let go of his hands, only to see pieces of metal falling from his palms, and if you look closely, what kind of metal pieces are these, they are the bullets fired before!

Xia Chen didn't bother to speak, and without waiting for the two of them to come back to their senses, one of them kicked them and fainted.

Looking at the three gangsters who fell to the ground, most of the anger in Xia Chen's heart disappeared, as for the next finishing touch, this is not something he should care about.

There was a shrill siren in the distance, and the police car flashing red and blue curtains drove quickly, and Xia Chen disappeared in place as if it had never appeared.

What he didn't know was that the picture of the three gunmen fighting alone was watched by a few people who had no time to take refuge, and was propagated by myths.

On the second day, according to the agreed time, Xia Chen appeared in Wushang.

The atmosphere in the martial arts was very oppressive, and the air seemed to condense, giving people a sense of oppression that was difficult to breathe.

On the wooden chairs, there are big guys from all over the world who come to challenge, some of them have unkind faces, watching coldly, and some of them close their eyes and recuperate, immersed in their own world.

Behind them, two disciples stood each, and the friction between the disciples was already fierce in their eyes.

Xia Chen stepped into it and instantly became the center of everyone's attention, and it wasn't until he walked into Wu Shang's camp that this hostile gaze slowly retracted.

Good guys, they're really grumpy......

Xia Chen shook his head, withdrew his gaze from several people, turned his head to look at Wu Yan beside him, and signaled to start.

Under Xia Chen's meeting, Wu Yan walked to the middle of the field and saluted everyone, "Today is the day to compete for the title of the No. 1 Martial Arts Hall, first of all, welcome all the heads to come and participate in the ......."

Before Wu Yan finished speaking, one of the middle-aged men in Tang costumes interrupted impatiently: "Okay! Don't talk nonsense there, just beat if you want to, where are there so many things!"

His opinion seems to be in the minds of others as well

thoughts, nodded one by one, seeing this, Wu Yan could only stop here and introduce the rules of the competition.

The rules are very simple, if someone wants to challenge the martial arts, the martial arts cannot be timid, if they lose, they can only accept the declaration of war of the next martial arts, but if they win, the loser can only bow down and say that they cannot invite the martial arts again.

After the rules were explained, everyone was gearing up and eager to go into battle immediately.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume who interrupted Wu Yan at the beginning, he couldn't sit still, he flipped into the ring and looked at Wu Shang with contempt and sneered: "Let me meet you first, I have long been unhappy with Wu Shang, and today I will make Wu Shang's name a laughing stock!"

His words undoubtedly angered everyone in Wu Shang, and the gaze that looked at him was even more angry.

Xia Chen's expression was calm, the cultivation of this person on stage was not high, and his strength was comparable to Wu Yan's, this kind of little person didn't need him to do it himself, so he simply continued to sit on the seat and drink tea.

Wu Yan saw that Xia Chen had no intention of going to power, and he knew it in his heart, so he went into battle himself.

The battle between the two was inseparable, the fists and feet collided and produced an amazing explosion sound, and the two sides fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, and the middle-aged man in Tang costume was one move short of chess, and was punched out of the ring by Wu Yan.

"I lost!"

Until the middle-aged man in Tang costume shouted to stop, Wu Shang's side erupted in cheers one after another, celebrating the joy of victory.

"I can't see it, Wu Shang still has some ability, I thought it was just a vain, but now it makes me a little impressed. Seeing that the middle-aged man in Tang costume was defeated, another white-haired old man slowly stood up from the seat, he walked to the ring step by step, squinted his eyes and smiled: "I am the thirty-eighth generation descendant of Tietongquan, come to ask for advice!"

"Wu Yan, come down, return me this time!"

This time, Xia Chen took the initiative to ask for help, and before Wu Yan could reply, he had already jumped into the ring in front of everyone.

This old man is not simple, the aura on his body is calm and powerful, and his cultivation is more than one and a half stars higher than Wu Yan, if Xia Chen does not come forward, Wu Yan can only survive ten moves in front of him at most, and he will definitely lose after ten moves!

This is a game that must not be lost, and it is a contest where Wu has not yet come as a bet, so it must be won all the way.

Seeing Xia Chen come to power, Wu Yan didn't dare to complain, although he was a little unwilling in his heart, but in the face of the overall situation, he could only accept it silently.