The grassland is very open and is next to the reed pond, which is now crowded with people.
Several people lying on the ground were carried away for treatment, leaving behind a few pools of blood, filled with a murderous atmosphere.
Wang Xuan took a step forward. Facing a group of people alone, he was still fearless. His eyes were almost material, and wherever his gaze went, people felt painful.
This was a reflection of his extremely strong mental strength, which caused many people to not dare to look him in the eye, and their minds were under great pressure.
The scene was silent, and no one spoke. He did not deliberately lighten his footsteps, but instead landed heavily, which was normal at first, but later it was like the vibration of a drum, with a certain rhythm, a special rhythm that made the grass tremble.
"Dragons and snakes rise up together!" The old man beside Zhong Qing whispered in an inaudible voice. He saw that Wang Xuan was gathering strength. It would be fine if he didn't explode, but once he made a move, it would be as powerful as thunder and lightning, like dragons and snakes rising up together, striking the sky!
Zhong Qing had a slender and graceful figure, without any makeup. Her pure and pretty face was full of surprise and confusion. She asked in a low voice, why could the man master two free-hand fighting styles in such a short time?
"Such geniuses existed in ancient times, but are rarely seen in modern times. Even Old Chen may not be able to do it." The old man said in a serious and very low voice.
He also practiced the Snake-Crane Eight Free-Hand Stance, and was well aware of the difficulty involved in exerting force and resonating the five internal organs. When he practiced to a high level, it was said that Zhang Daoling's disciples could kick off mountains.
"He is truly a genius in the old arts. I will pull him into my expedition team. I will not look at the process, but only the result." Zhong Qing said and stopped talking.
A group of people were forced by Wang Xuan alone and felt particularly depressed. After seeing many large cracks appearing on the grass under his feet, some people were frightened.
"How dare a young boy like you be so arrogant!"
"There's nothing to be afraid of. Since he said he wants to spar with a group of us alone, let's teach him a lesson!"
Someone took the lead and started shouting loudly. If this continued, they felt that they would gradually lose their fighting spirit. It was too humiliating that they were suppressed to this extent by a young man.
boom!
A man who practiced Iron Sand Palm was the first to attack. He was a middle-aged man of about 46 or 47 years old. He had practiced Iron Sand Palm to an extremely high level. His hands were as black as ink, and the backs of his hands were as thick as sledgehammers, extremely rough, and covered with a special kind of keratin.
His palm was like black lightning, almost breaking the sound barrier, causing the air here to vibrate violently, the air flow to surge, and the nearby reeds to break. The scene was astonishing.
This is a true master. It is very rare in this era to have mastered the old techniques to such an extent.
Crack!
However, when Wang Xuan slapped over, the thick, inky black iron sand palm was blocked directly, and a bone-breaking sound was heard.
Bang!
When Wang Xuan slapped out with his second palm, the man's sternum collapsed and he flew ten meters horizontally and fell into the reeds.
This result shocked many people, but since they had started, it was impossible to retreat temporarily.
A group of people rushed forward. Some of them were indeed masters. Their palms emitted a dim light, and when they chopped forward, faint sounds of thunder could be heard from their bodies.
This person was obviously someone who had mastered physical skills to a certain level. The Bodhi Palm he used was extremely powerful, with a faint Buddha light in the haze.
The person who attacked from the other side had practiced a special form of physical training. As his chest rose and fell, a beam of white light spurted out of his mouth and slashed towards Wang Xuan like a flying sword. The air exploded as if a huge explosion had occurred.
He built up his strength for a long time, forming a secret power that was contained in his lungs and then sprayed out from his mouth. It was comparable to a real sword light that could cut through iron and stone and chop a person's body with ease.
In ancient times, when the strong men who practiced this kind of physical skills opened their mouths and roared at night, white light could shoot up tens or hundreds of meters into the night sky, like a river of stars, with astonishing power.
Many people around were shocked. This group of people were indeed powerful. Some of the masters were so amazing that they were awe-inspiring.
However, Wang Xuan was still fearless after seeing these people display their skills. He used the dragon and snake in his Shehe Basan and slapped his palm on the Bodhi Fist. With a snap, the man's palm broke and twisted, and then some of his flesh and blood exploded. It can be seen how terrifying Wang Xuan's palm was.
At the same time, he avoided the white light, not because he was afraid to block it, but because he felt a little disgusted. It was sprayed out from the other party's mouth, and he didn't want to be contaminated by it.
The so-called dragons and snakes rising together is a connected killing style. The moment Wang Xuan waved his palm, he soared into the air. With the sound of bangs, four masters flew backwards one after another. Some of them had their shoulders exploded and their entire arms were almost detached, with only a few tendons and skin attached.
Others were almost kicked through the chest, their bones completely broken and collapsed into the body. They screamed and fainted.
Obviously, Wang Xuan still showed mercy. Although he was filled with murderous intent and wanted to fight to his heart's content here, he didn't want to leave the ground littered with body parts and turn it into a Shura battlefield.
Otherwise, with his current means, if he hit some people, they might explode directly, and they would not be able to withstand his powerful dragon and snake momentum.
Wang Xuan was in mid-air and did not land on the ground. He kicked four masters away, then used the momentum to turn in the air and stepped towards other people again.
The dragon and the snake rose up, and his feet were like a big snake turning into a dragon, soaring into the air, and he was going to travel through the ninth heaven, bringing with him a fierce strong wind. After Wang Xuan jumped up, he did not land on the ground. He kept turning in the air, kicking ruthlessly, and kicked some masters away.
This was completely taking advantage of the momentum. The whole person seemed to be soaring above these people's heads, kicking the so-called masters' shoulders to pieces and even breaking their arms, and also trampling on some people's chests.
In a short moment, more than a dozen people were seriously injured and flew more than ten meters away. Some were disabled or needed emergency treatment, otherwise their lives would be in danger.
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