"How could this be?"

Boss Qian was shocked, and his toes were stumbled, and he immediately stepped back several feet.

His eyes were full of surprise and he looked at Ning Chen up and down in disbelief.

"My inner sword is extremely concise, and even if you are the peak of the Grandmaster, you cannot shatter it. How did you do it?"

Ning Chen spread his hands: "If you want to learn, you can take me as your teacher and I will teach you."

In fact, he did not use any special means, but just highly condensed his spiritual power to form a spiritual sword light.

The highly compressed sword light is many times stronger than Qian Lao's internal sword.

When the two collide, it is like an egg hitting a stone and breaking as soon as it touches it!

Hearing Ning Chen's words, a gloom flashed across Old Qian's face: "Good boy, I have some skills! I underestimated you before!"

As he said that, his body suddenly bounced up, and his palms blasted out in the air.

"Then try this trick of me! Eighteen and sixteen palms together!"

The methods of the masters are different, and even if they are both peak masters, they are good at different directions.

When Qian was young, he relied on his iron palms to spread the world. Therefore, after he became a master, he used palm skills as his specialty.

Soaking with the characteristics of medicine every day, your hands are already as hard as gold and iron.

At this time, wrapped by internal strength, it was like two iron walls, and it blasted hard at Ning Chen.

However, Ning Chen did not dodge or avoid it, and still poked it up with one finger, colliding with Mr. Qian's palms.

"Idiot! He actually dared to take my palm head-on!"

Mr. Qian smiled grimly, and his five fingers suddenly pulled them down, and he was about to break Ning Chen's wrist.

Among the opponents over the years, I don’t know how many people end up being disabled because of despising his pair of iron palms.

The moment he pulled his five fingers down, he seemed to have seen Ning Chen falling down wailingly, in a painful scene.

But the next moment, with a "swish", something seemed to be pierced.

Mr. Qian's face changed drastically, and his eyes fell on his palms in horror.

The palm that collided with Ning Chen was actually broken by the force that penetrated Ning Chen's fingers.

A huge blood hole had been broken on the back of his hand, and he could even see the other side through this side.

However, Ning Chen's fingers were intact, still shining with a sharp cold light, piercing towards him.

"How is it possible? How can your hands have such power?!"

Old Qian was shocked and suddenly leveraged the force in the air in mid-air, and suddenly bounced up. His other hand condensed a giant internal axe and slashed hard at Ning Chen's fingertips.

Bang!

The giant internal axe slashed hard at Ning Chen's fingertips, but it seemed to hit something extremely hard, and instantly disintegrated and exploded.

Ning Chen's fingers were castrated and he was straight to the middle of Qian's eyebrows.

"Boy! Who are you? How could you have such strength?!"

Mr. Qian was extremely frightened and stepped back, trying to avoid this finger.

However, Ning Chen seemed to stick to him, followed his steps tightly, and soon pushed him to the corner.

In the horrified gaze of Mr. Qian, Ning Chen's fingertips pierced the internal force armor covering his whole body.

"Um?"

Ning Chen frowned slightly and felt a faint resistance.
Chapter completed!