Chen Xiaodao was already less than two meters away from Wang Shangjun.

At this moment, the old man in Tang costume suddenly crossed between the two, and the distance between Chen Xiaodao and the old man in Tang costume was even closer, less than one meter five.

Feeling the powerful momentum and coercion exuded by the old man in Tang costume, Chen Xiaodao only felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and his body was even more like carrying a big mountain, and there was a possibility of collapse at any time.

But listening to what the other party said, his fighting spirit rose, and his eyes were like knives.

How can you be afraid of the road of the strong?

It is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, what can Lao Tzu do when he steps on it?

Chen Xiaodao grinned and stepped forward with a resolute attitude.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in Tang costume, and he suddenly grabbed Chen Xiaodao's shoulder.

The pupil of Chen Xiaodao's right eye contracted suddenly.

Even if he had already taken precautions and turned on the slowing function of the clairvoyant eye, the other party's hand was still too fast to pounce, he could only see a black shadow, and with the powerful senses of his body, he knew the exact direction and route of the other party's hand.

The right arm that had already gathered the strongest strength suddenly slammed into it.

There are no words, just a shot.

"Poof!"

Chen Xiaodao's fist smashed with great precision on the hand of the old man in Tang costume who grabbed his shoulder.

A sound wave of impact with an implied domineering energy spread, Chen Xiaodao's body shook, after all, he couldn't stabilize his body, and took three steps backwards in a row, if he hadn't been prepared, I was afraid that he would have to knock back Sun Xiaoran and Liu Ruyi, who were caring about him behind him.

The old man's face changed again, because his body also shook violently, although he did not retreat backwards, but that power, that power that was so violent that it made people palpitate, how could it be that such a young man could have?

There is obviously no anger in this person!

He is definitely not a cultivator, not only does he not have the breath of a cultivator, but he also does not have the momentum and temperament of an ancient martial arts cultivator, and his strength is definitely not the internal strength of cultivating the outer martial arts from the outside in, let alone the internal strength of the ancient martial arts.

It's an original power.

The purest and most mysterious physical force of nature!

How is this possible?

How can a person's physical strength be so strong and so pure and terrifying?

Wang Shangjun, who was standing behind the old man in Tang costume, was also surprised, he could be said to be the second strongest person in the field today.

He couldn't see through Chen Xiaodao before, but Chen Xiaodao's ability to crush his great-grandson Wang Zhengrong with an absolute attitude was enough to attract his attention.

But he still didn't expect Chen Xiaodao to be so strong, and he could resist Wen Lao's blow strongly!

Even if Wen Lao didn't use all his strength and had the absolute upper hand, Chen Xiaodao resisted, and the most important thing was that he still resisted with this purest physical strength!

Could it be that a person's physical brute strength could reach such a terrifying level that it could compete head-on with a strong person who had cultivated for many years?

This...... It seems impossible!

I hadn't heard of it at all before.

No matter how strong the physical strength is, it is limited.

The power of a practitioner is inexhaustible, and there is no upper limit.

With the finite against the infinite, there is no comparison at all, and you will definitely lose!

Therefore, even in the national martial arts world, the cultivators of the outer family of kung fu are also the most lowly martial artists, because if they can't practice the inner strength from the outside in, they are only developing the pure power of the body itself, which is always limited, and it is nothing at all.

Therefore, even though the two old men had lived for most of their lives, had seen many capable people, and had seen many powerful barbarian people, they were still stunned by the violent pure physical power that Chen Xiaodao had just shown.

Wang Shangjun and Wen Lao were secretly shocked, and Chen Xiaodao was not shocked and inexplicable?

The strength of this old man in Tang costume is too weird, he just smashed it with his own punch, and obviously collided with a violent force, but it didn't feel like a real hard touch to Chen Xiaodao, the other party's force seemed to be invisible, very soft, and it would be scattered after a hit, but the powerful power really existed.

At the same time, his powerful perception was also keenly aware of the rapid surging of the air flow around him at that moment.

Is this what the master said, to use the power of heaven and earth for my use?

Who is this old man in Tang costume in front of him, who is so powerful and terrifying?

Chen Xiaodao looked up at the other party, his heart was shocked, but his eyes were determined and resolute.

He didn't know who was stronger compared to his master Li Yunqi, but he was aroused with a strong fighting spirit.

Half a year ago, when he left the snow-capped mountains in the Northeast, he had already ushered in the arrival of the fourth severe pain in his body, and his body had further qualitative changes and breakthroughs.

In the next six months, he had a fifth severe pain, and that time there were still countless filths in his body, and after the huge pain, his body was reborn and became stronger.

Whether it is the strength of the physical body, or the speed of reaction and the visual range of the clairvoyant eye, there has been a breakthrough.

In the following months, his strength level steadily increased slightly, but more of it was consolidated at a certain level, and he never ushered in the sixth great pain and breakthrough.

He didn't know what was wrong with his body, but there was no need to doubt that every severe pain was followed by a transformation, like a rebirth.

It can be said that now Chen Xiaodao himself doesn't know what level of his actual combat ability has reached, so in the face of the old man in Tang costume in front of him, he has a majestic fighting spirit and is not afraid at all.

He wanted to see how far he had come.

More importantly, he felt his body excited, it was eager to fight.

There's a fight over there!

Chen Xiaodao's fighting intent was raging, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the whole person was like an invincible knife, turning into a phantom and rushing towards the old man in Tang costume.

Old Wen's eyes were full of anger, a flash of contempt flashed, and he waved his hand and slapped Chen Xiaodao lightly.

Although they were shocked by Chen Xiaodao's powerful and pure physical power, in the eyes of cultivators like them, no matter how strong their physical strength was, it was just the power of ants and the light of fireflies.

Chen Xiaodao, who pounced on Wen Lao, had his whole body senses dilated, and his right eye was even more functional to the limit, and when Wen Lao waved his hand, he caught Wen Lao's movements with the powerful slowing function of his right eye.

What a speed!

It's not much different from Katodo when I met him in Japan.

But at the beginning in Japan, Chen Xiaodao's eyesight was already able to keep up with Katoto's shooting speed, not to mention today, when he broke through twice in a row?

Chen Xiaodao's fist smashed out again.

Precise and unbiased.

In the dull sound of impact, Chen Xiaodao's body retreated faster.

Old Man Wen's body shook, and his right leg took a step back, with a look of deep shock in his expression.

Chen Xiaodao attacked again, and his speed was not weak at all.

Wen Lao doesn't believe in this evil.

With the potential of the human body, how strong and how fast can it burst out?

He must have blocked his two shots with luck and feeling, it must have been like this!

Wen Lao slapped out again.

He felt that an opponent of Chen Xiaodao's level could easily slap out.

"Bang!"

However, the third shot was still hit by Chen Xiaodao's punch.

Wen Lao took a step back again.

This kid's strength is even stronger than the previous two punches!

How can it be?

The strength of the human body, even Hercules could not reach this level, why can he be so strong?

Chen Xiaodao was shocked back after each blow, but he felt his blood boil to the point that it began to burn, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

"Take another punch from me!"

Like a phantom, Chen Xiaodao bombarded Wen Lao with a punch again, the speed was so fast, if Wen Lao didn't retreat and dodge, he could only take the trick hard.

"Hmph, you have to make inches!" Wen Lao finally snorted heavily, and in shock, he was also really angry.

I saw the palm of Wen Lao's hand, turning his palm into a fist, and blasting towards Chen Xiaodao with a punch, the wide sleeves were infused with violent true qi and bulged, as hard as iron stone.

is no longer the casual and contemptuous with a wave of his hand before, but the domineering punch of the inner family Zhenyuan.

Compared with martial artists of the level of Zhang Guofeng and Wang Zhengrong, the strength in Wen Lao's body has reached its peak, and it is to transform his true qi!

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