After one kick was solved by one person, he immediately turned his eyes to the person next to him. Because the kick was so shocking, those guys actually lost their minds for a few minutes.

Before they could react, the man destroyed them again, and the two fell down, and the rest hurriedly waved the weapons in their hands and slashed them.

Seeing that the two machetes fell down hard, the man directly raised his arms to block them.

To be honest, even I was scared to the point of being scared, while Xuan'er and Ran Ran screamed in surprise. After all, according to common sense, after these two swords, the man must have his hands broken. At the moment when we were panicking, the blade had already collided with his arms, but the blood in common sense did not splatter, nor did he break his hands.

It is the place where the knife and the arm come into contact. Because of the huge encounter, sparks are emitted, and two clear metal collision sounds sound.

Two machetes slashed on his arm, and they didn't even hurt their skin. This was completely contrary to common sense and our cognition.

"What a bronze and iron bone. This guy should be the successor of the iron cloth shirt, and he has refined the iron cloth shirt to the point of being superb."

Xiao Shi spoke.

I was stunned when I heard this, "Iron cloth shirt? Is there really such a thing?"

"Nonsense, do you think those martial arts were made up by the ancestors of China?"

Yinluo Xiaoshi directly despised me and felt his gaze. I smiled awkwardly and scratched my head.

"A little surprised. I always thought that those things just exist in the martial arts world."

I said.

"The origin of ancient martial arts began with these techniques. At first, there were not so many branches. Later, as time passed, powerful people continued to appear, and they gradually began to cultivate the path of cultivation. It is precisely because of this that the real ancient martial arts were completely forgotten by people. In the end, whenever ancient martial arts was mentioned, people's first impression was that of cultivators."

I was a little surprised to hear Xiao Shi's words. After all, what he said was right. For people today, ancient martial arts is equivalent to cultivation, and there is no difference between the two at all.

Few people still remember that in fact, they actually belong to two different schools, you have me and I have you.

After taking the second knife, the man moved his body and grabbed the blade with one hand, twisted it hard, twisting the seemingly solid blade into a twist. He felt that those weapons were no different from hemp ropes in his hands.

Looking at the shape of the weapon in his hand, the two people on the opposite side were so scared that their faces turned pale. They hurriedly let go and wanted to run away, but the man smiled, "I've come here, why bother to hurry? Since I decided to go this way, the price naturally needs to be considered."

He said, then followed with his body, grabbed one from behind with one hand, and pulled it back and flew it in the air.

Then the guy jumped up on the spot, pulled a man's arm with one hand, and then pulled it down hard.

All I heard was a click, a sound of bone shattering, and the rest were the pain of the two of them.

Looking at the two of them's soft arms, I knew that the two hands were completely useless. After all, the attack just now should have directly crushed the bones of the two of them.

Without bones, what is the difference between human hands and flesh? After solving the problem, the man patted his palms, whispered to take some water from a puddle that was not yet turbid, and cleaned his palms.

But before his hands were washed, a whistling sound came from the road. For a moment, four or five cars stopped the brakes and dozens of people rushed out from above.

The man turned his back to them, and was not panicked, but took a little more water and wiped his palms.

Then he took out a white scarf from the suit, wiped his hands carefully before slowly speaking: "I'll give you an opinion, and disappear in front of me within a minute, otherwise I'll leave an arm."

He spoke slowly, his eyes falling on the opposite side, without any fluctuations, as calm as a stagnant pool of water.

But after he finished speaking, the person on the opposite side laughed disdainfully, "What a big tone, I want to see, why do you let us all leave an arm, brothers..."

"Click..."

“Ah…………………………………”

"You have twenty seconds left"

The man said while holding the man who spoke, and the arm in his hand was completely distorted.

The person who spoke was even more heart-wrenchingly yelled, and then he became unconscious.

The thunderous attack immediately shocked the audience. No matter how many people there were on the other side, they seemed pale and powerless in the face of such absolute strength.

So it didn't take long, and a group of people looked at him face to face, sweating down like flowing water.

The man was completely unmoved and still looked at them happily. Time passed by little by little, and finally someone couldn't help but throw his knife away.

There was one person at the beginning, and someone followed him, so for a while, only a few people were left without leaving, and the others ran almost the same. The man looked at the few people who were still in the same place.

A deep smile, "I have courage, but sometimes courage requires a lot of price."

He spoke.

After the sound came to an end, the remaining man was slashed down with a knife and slashed hard on the man's head.

Because of the iron shirt on the top of the head, the knife cut down without any effect.

Seeing that someone had already taken action, the man threw the person in his hand and disappeared instantly. When he came out, the remaining people still maintained their original posture, but their expressions became ugly little by little.

They looked ahead with incredible expressions, and then someone glanced at their arms.

Seeing Unity's distorted arms slowly appearing, everyone was shocked. The process was very fast, in just a few seconds, and the man also took a few seconds to fulfill his words.

The people who did not retreat all left one arm. After the arms were twisted and stopped, several people wailed together. I just covered Ranran's eyes. I didn't want her to see these. After all, it was too bloody and was not a good thing for his growth.

I deal with the remaining people, and as for those who choose to withdraw, I was frightened by the man and panicked and drove away, so I was still thinking about causing trouble for me.

The man did not chase after seeing this, after all, he agreed to someone else's favor, so he did not intend to repent.

He moved the truck away and asked us to get a car he had left behind to take us to Kyoto.

The man said that although it was a little slower, it was because of safety. After all, the car was not conspicuous and could get away with it.

The reason I chose to be on guard is that I don’t know how many people are causing trouble for me along the way.

My prediction was accurate. Not long after we drove the car out, we were directly stopped by the iron nails laid on the ground.

Obviously someone was not open to his eyes and planned to come to trouble us. After the man stopped the car, he walked down and shot his eyes around him.

Then he stood there motionlessly without any cover, and stood there like this, which was completely a despise.
Chapter completed!