"You two go up together!"

Hearing this, the Shi brothers all suspected that something was wrong with their ears!

A young man actually hooked his fingers at them, and he was arrogant to pick on the two of them!

What could be more ridiculous?

Who are they, they are the brothers of the Shi family, the top masters of the two grandmasters Xiaocheng, the fierce Shaolin Arhats, and the famous martial arts predecessors!

Twenty years ago, the eight words "Shaolin Arhats, Shi Family Brothers" have resounded all over the country!

"You-say-what?" the black-shirted man looked at me, his voice lengthened.

"I said that you two are dead, you dare to kidnap me, and clean you up with one hand!" I magnified my words and became angry, and I wanted to fight with them so much.

Hearing this, the Shi brothers had a playful smile on their faces, and it was Cui Ye who could clean them up with one hand! This kid in front of him was really too rampant.

"Big brother, I suggest beating him up before kidnapping him!" Shi Er said, with a dangerous smile on his face.

"I think it's necessary!" Shi Da nodded.

"Big brother, let me come first, beat this kid all over the ground to find teeth!" Shi Er dodged and came to the front.

"Why, do you want to come one by one?" I smiled and pointed to the two of them, "That's fine, you can clean him up after you clean up." ”

"Crazy, really crazy, do you know who we are?" The man in black was furious, his forehead was bruised, and he looked like he was about to run away.

"I don't care who you are, and you can be beaten by your name!" I pouted, nonchalantly.

"Boy, you...... Really looking for death!" The black-shirted man's gaze suddenly became fierce, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

I squinted slightly, carefully looking at this black-shirted man, relaxed on the surface but dignified on the inside.

This guy is definitely a powerful character, the skin on his neck and hands is round, there are no scars, white and red, but with a slight black and blue.

It's like healthy skin that has been exposed to the sun for a long time and is exposed to UV rays.

However, I know that the hidden black and cyan color in the other person's skin is definitely not melanin caused by the sun's ultraviolet rays. It is the strong tendons inside the skin and flesh, which are strong, thick, and tough to the extreme!

The muscles, tendons, blood vessels, and bones of his whole body are very dense, although there are no scary muscles, but in the eyes of real masters, they are more oppressive than that kind of strong muscular mountain man.

This is a kind of martial arts idea that directly exercises the muscles and bones to achieve rapid strengthening in the way of horizontal kung fu and the extreme strength of the human body, and the most representative is Shaolin!

The iron cloth shirt of the Shaolin Gate, practiced to the highest level, as soon as you exert yourself, the skin of the whole body will show a black and cyan color like iron.

That means that the green muscles and blood vessels have been trained very strongly. And the power is even. The color completely overshadows the original color of the skin.

Generally, the subway cloth shirt master is extremely energetic, and the green tendons of the whole body will bulge out of the skin like small earthworms.

No matter how high-level the master exerts his strength, the large and small green tendons of the whole body will be raised, as if the cyan tree vines are densely entangled, as if the whole body is tied with dense cyan fishing nets, which is very terrifying.

At this moment, this is the case of the black-shirted man, his strength exploded, and the green tendons on his arms bulged violently, densely entangled like tree vines!

"This guy's iron cloth shirt has been practiced to an extremely high level. Ma Wenchao appeared, rubbing his sleepy eyes, his face a little solemn.

Lu Wu also appeared, carrying a narrow Miao knife, standing beside me, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"You stand on the side, I'll fight him!" I said.

"Brother Feng, this black-shirted man is very terrifying, his aura has reached Grandmaster Xiaocheng, and the iron cloth shirt has been practiced to this level, and it is estimated that his body is harder than a stone, and he is a hard stubble!" Lu Wu looked at me with a worried look.

"It doesn't matter. I smiled, even if his iron cloth shirt was practiced to the highest level, so what?

The Shaolin faction takes the route of being fierce and domineering, pursuing the ultimate physique, which is relatively inferior in body style and speed.

I've already practiced into Yan Zhenform, just to restrain this guy. No matter how strong his strength is, he can't beat me, and it's blind!

"Next, let you know what true power is!" the man in black shirt roared and pounced on me like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep, unstoppable!

"Talon Iron Shirt!"

He pointed into claws, and the nails were a faint blue color, which was terrifying!

In the face of a sharp grasp, I didn't use a swallow shape to dodge, but my whole body was tense like an iron block, and the vast energy exploded.

I chose to be hard and wanted to weigh Shaolin's iron cloth shirt, after all, my body has also undergone a series of training, and my body is extremely strong!

"Hehe, you actually chose to be hard steel with me, it's really looking for death!" Seeing me crashing into me, the black-shirted man's eyes were full of disdain, and he directly turned into claws, and the whole person was like a running rhinoceros, slamming into me fiercely.

Bang!

The two of us collided so hard that I felt as if I had been hit by a huge piece of iron, and an irresistible surge came and my body flew out involuntarily.

The whole shoulder hurts so much that it numbs!

Bang!

I flew upside down for more than ten meters in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, as if my whole body was falling apart. On the other hand, the man in the black shirt did stand there calmly, not moving.

"Brother Feng—"

"Brother Feng—"

Ma Wenchao's and Lu Wu's expressions changed drastically, and they immediately ran towards me.

"Brother Feng, are you okay?" Lu Wu helped me with a worried expression.

"It's fine. ”

I shook my head, I was wearing soft gold armor, and I had only some minor injuries.

When I looked at the man in black again, I was greatly convinced. Shaolin's iron cloth shirt was displayed by him, a master, and the power was really too great.

I'm fighting him, I'm not an opponent at all!

This fall was really bad, and the other party knocked me away with just one move!

"Hehe, boy, aren't you crazy?" The black-shirted man looked at me with a sarcastic smile: "I will be knocked away by one move, the gap between you and me is too big, and it is as easy for me to kill you as it is to chop melons and vegetables!"

"Then give it a try. I got up again and walked over to the man in black shirts.

"Oh, I thought you were crippled, but I didn't expect you to have the strength to fight, which surprised me. The black-shirted man squinted slightly, looking high.

"Really?" I smiled coldly, and immediately cast a swallow form, and my body suddenly became extremely light, as if it had turned into a dexterous flying swallow.

"It's ridiculous that you can swallow in shape, thinking that you can fight me like this!" the black-shirted man smiled disdainfully, and his figure flashed again, and he lunged towards me.

He approached, turned his wrist, and cast the "circle hand" in the southern fist, shrinking inward, forming a circle, as if turning a large ball of lead and mercury with one hand. The moves are exquisite. But the power was calm, and it swung around me and slapped straight at the door of my head.

He stretched out his arms and opened his bow left and right, completely sealing my retreat and approach!

"Die, arrogant boy!" the man in black shouted, his arms slamming at me like two iron rods.

My retreat was sealed, but I was not in a hurry, I lightly touched my toes and whispered: "Swallow skimming the water!"

Sou!

Just as his iron arm was about to hit me, my body twisted at a strange angle and flew out diagonally, perfectly dodging the fierce blow of the black-shirted man.

"So flexible?" the man in black frowned slightly, this young man could still escape when the retreat was completely blocked.

The moment I flashed past, the black-shirted man attacked again. The five fingers are stretched out, slightly raised, like a snake's head, and like a crane peck, changing and exchanging two fist shapes.

His tinkerks twitched and sizzled.

This is the scene of an explosion of energy, which triggers a blast in the air and makes the scalp tingle!

I raised one hand towards my head, a "lift palm", and the palm was like a knife. Along his throat bone, the midline of the bridge of the nose rushes upward, and the tip of the hand knife falls with momentum. It's the nose attack on the black-shirted man!

Bang!

My palm, coupled with the swallow-shaped body method, hit the bridge of the nose of the black-shirted man hard!

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