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Text Volume Chapter Fifty-Eighth Renewing the Life of the Old Art by One's Own Power

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    That year, I kicked a great master to death in the Pamirs!  Wang Xuan feels that if he has successfully retired now, he can write a biography like this.

    Unfortunately, that's totally unrealistic.

    At this moment, under the eyes of everyone, he, a young man in his early twenties, kicked Xia Qing to death with one kick, and he couldn't help but attract attention!

    However, it stresses him out because he's conscious of what it means.

    There is no doubt that now he is focusing on the whole audience, not to mention people from the old and new camps, it is estimated that even the chaebols in the battleships in the sky and people from various organizations may be taken aback.

    In fact, this is indeed the case. The whole audience is watching, the battleships in the sky, the crowd on the ground, men and women all look at it, their faces are full of shock, and it feels incredible.

    How old is he?  At such a young age, even though Xia Qing was seriously injured, being kicked to death was still a bit outrageous!

    "Who said that there is no one left in the old art? Where did this guy come from? He is very fierce." In a super battleship in the distance, an old man said looking at the big screen.

    Naturally, there is no shortage of real masters around this kind of person, a middle-aged man said: "We have to look again, maybe Xia Qing can't support himself."

    In the super battleship where the relevant department of Jiutu was located, the deputy was very quiet, sitting there without speaking, staring at Lao Chen on the big screen, and then at Wang Xuan, without saying anything

    At the scene, people in the field of old arts were very shocked. As an insider, they naturally deeply understand how terrifying the grand master is.

    Wu Yin was surprised, what level of master is Xiao Wang, and how strong is his strength?  He actually killed a grand master at such a juncture.

    Wu Chenglin also stared at Wang Xuan. They wanted to cooperate deeply with the expedition organization, but they needed the intervention of experts in the field of old techniques. Isn't this ready-made?

    Aoki realized that Xiao Wang's kick made a lot of noise!

    Being stared at like this is not what Wang Xuan wants. He is very calm and sober. This clean and sharp kick attracts people's attention and surprise.  Magnifying glass to see.

    This is contrary to his original intention. Now he wants to keep a low profile as much as possible, and he doesn't want to go in front of everyone.

    Once it is noticed, there will be various accidents and uncertainties, and even danger is approaching.

    ? Wang Xuan was the first to rush over, and helped Lao Chen, really worried. The current old colleague is in extremely bad condition, with heavy breathing, violent chest heaving, and hot body.

    "Master!" Tears almost fell from Aoki's eyes, and he held Lao Chen's other arm.

    "Don't worry, you won't die for a while, and you can persist until you leave." Old Chen said in a deep voice, under the cold silver mask, his voice was still cold.

    He signaled Aoki not to be anxious, let alone lose his temper here, and wait until he really leaves.

    A group of people rushed over and surrounded Lao Chen.

    "Old Chen, are you okay?" Wu Chenglin asked.

    "It's okay." Lao Chen replied calmly.

    The more he was like this, the heavier Wang Xuan's heart was, and Lao Chen was in a bad state.

    A group of people were greeting, but they didn't know what was going on. Seeing that Lao Chen's breathing was getting steady, they thought he was all right, so they all breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

    "Young man, amazing!" After relaxing, an old art master looked at Wang Xuan, showing surprise and admiration to him.

    Even though old Chen Chaoshen killed through the new art camp by himself today, defeated three great masters in a row, and killed two of them with his own hands, absolutely detonating Congling!

    But the young man in front of him must have attracted a lot of attention. Even though Xia Qing was physically weak and had serious problems, being killed like this would still cause waves.

    "Young man, you are not very old, but your strength is so high. It's not bad." Old Wu also spoke, with a gentle smile.

    Wang Xuan slandered, not long ago, Lao Wu was very unkind, and mentioned the word Lao Wang there, but now he changed to say that the young man is really good?

    He was quite calm, and immediately "dispelled the rumors", saying: "It was purely an accident. When I rushed over, she was already exhausted. The great master Xia Qing actually died at the hands of Lao Chen."

    When Wu Chenglin heard what he said, he laughed immediately, and appreciated it even more. He felt that this young man was very clear about his situation, and he was not dazzled by the scenery. This was to protect himself.

    Wu Yin also smiled and nodded to him.

    Wang Xuan was surprised, what was Da Wu's situation like, with his arms crossed and his side turned to him, isn't that the same?  Her figure is too curvy, but she is still broad-minded and horizontal.nbsp; In the rear, a group of people who followed the old art path roared and rushed to kill, because Lao Chen's performance made them worry and feel very sad.

    Now, Lao Chen is still invincible, the sword in his hand is like a rainbow, and every time the sword falls, a master in the field of new arts will be killed, but his mouth and nose are constantly bleeding, and his chest seems to be about to explode.  Ups and downs to the point of scary!

    Many people realized that Lao Chen would most likely die here today. His injuries have long been irreversible. Now he is going to do his last bit to wipe out some powerful enemies!

    Many people in the field of old arts were red-eyed and felt that they were useless. Let Lao Chen kill this far alone, and they all tried their best to move forward.

    At this moment, in the eyes of many people, Lao Chen is shining, extremely bright, as sharp as the long sword in his hand, invincible in the field.

    However, this should be his last brilliance. He didn't cough up blood during the fierce battle with the three grand masters, but now his clothes are stained with blood, and his mouth and nose are bleeding constantly.

    "Stand back, old Chen, don't fight anymore!" Wang Xuan shouted, he couldn't help it, his nose was a little sore, he kept squeezing his potential, regardless, and used the physical skills recorded in the five-page gold book again!

    "Kill!" Lao Chen yelled one last time, sweeping across with his long sword in his hand, and the heads rolled down, those great masters were about to be killed by him.  Before the end, I was destined to become the patriarch, the person who became a fairy, what are you?!"

    Old Chen stands with his sword in his hand, his whole body is glowing, and his voice shakes Congling. He is lonely, but also has a repressed pride. Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong age.
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