It’s all about martial arts, why did you turn on the simple mode?

Bang bang bang!

There was a fierce collision in the alley, and two figures kept flashing.

The woman in yellow has a strong figure and has practiced swordsmanship to an extremely high level. Every move she makes shows the edge of her sword.

However, even so, she still failed to capture Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo's movement is not as good as that of the woman in yellow, but his arms seem to be wearing armor.

With the strong defensive power of the armor, it easily blocked the various attacks of the woman in yellow.

The two sides quickly exchanged blows in the narrow alley. After a violent collision, both of them retreated.

The woman in yellow looked at Zhao Kuo with an ugly face, her hand holding the sword trembling slightly.

When Zhao Kuo saw this scene, he groaned, his hands trembled violently, and he released the remaining strength from his arms.

Then he looked at the other person and sneered: "There are many people who want to kill me, but you are the only one?"

"Just me!"

Upon hearing this, the woman in yellow took a deep breath, moved her body like a ghost, and attacked Zhao Kuo again.

After the previous confrontation, Zhao Kuo looked calm and faced the attack of the woman in yellow, instead of retreating, he advanced.

Bang bang bang!

The sword and armor collided again, causing a harsh sound that echoed in the alley.

The woman in yellow's sword came out like a fish, swimming in all directions, and stabbed Zhao Kuo with her dexterity.

"Um?"

The woman in yellow who was blocked from the attack had a hard expression on her face, but she quickly reacted and drew out her sword.

Before Zhao Kuo could react, he stabbed Zhao Kuo in the chest with a sword.

I thought that even if Zhao Kuo couldn't be killed, he would definitely be injured.

But the resistance that followed made the woman in yellow's expression freeze.

This guy is actually wearing soft armor!

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Kuo couldn't help laughing wildly when he saw the woman in yellow in a daze, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

"break!"

He just heard him growl, and his arms suddenly burst out with brutal strength.

He actually broke the sword of the woman in yellow in front of her.

With a click, the broken sword fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the woman in yellow suddenly changed her face and kept retreating.

Zhao Kuo, on the other hand, had no intention of letting the opponent go, pressing forward step by step, with a playful look in his eyes.

As his arms danced, with violent power, he hit the woman in yellow as he walked.

Without the sword in her hand, the woman in yellow's combat power was greatly reduced, and she could only rely on her agile movement to dodge.

But if you defend for too long, you will lose. Zhao Kuo soon seized the opportunity and hit the woman in yellow on the chest with his palm.

"You are a male?"

Feeling the touch from his palm, Zhao Kuo frowned and asked coldly.

How could he, who had gone through hundreds of battles, not be able to tell the difference between the two? Just one contact made him realize something was wrong.

The woman in yellow was beaten back a few steps, her face turned red, she groaned, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Hearing this, she did not answer, glared at Zhao Kuo, and ran away.

But Zhao Kuo was not willing to let her go. He shouted: "Want to run away? It's not that easy!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Kuo's body flew away violently, reaching out his hand to grab the woman in yellow.

But the woman in yellow seemed to feel something. When Zhao Kuo was about to catch her, she turned back suddenly and threw the broken sword in her hand.

At the critical moment, Zhao Kuo had to dodge, which allowed the woman in yellow to seize the opportunity to escape.

Seeing the other party running away, Zhao Kuo's face turned slightly ugly, but he did not pursue him.

With his speed, even if he chased him, he might not be able to catch up.

He looked down at the broken sword left by the opponent, picked it up and looked at it, but didn't see anything special.

"A warrior with a sword? Is it him?"

Zhao Kuo fell into deep thought and muttered to himself.

"who?"

Suddenly, he felt a terrible strong wind coming from behind him, and his expression changed drastically.

Turning around suddenly, he saw a dark iron palm striking through the air.

In desperation, Zhao Kuo raised his hand and punched out.

The moment their fists collided, terrifying waves rippled out, blowing their hair and clothes.

Su Chen's sleeves also started to sway with the wind.

When Zhao Kuo saw this, his pupils shrank slightly, but he had no intention of paying attention at the moment.

The terrifying force coming from the iron palm made his arms numb.

With a bang, Zhao Kuo took a few steps back, the muscles on his face were trembling, and his breathing became disordered.

"and who are you?"

Zhao Kuo looked at Su Chen and asked with a gloomy expression.

Damn it, why was he so unlucky today that he suddenly met two people who wanted to kill him!

Seeing that Zhao Kuo was not injured, Su Chen's eyes flashed with surprise.

He had trained his iron sand palm to its limit three days ago. With one strike, he could break a palm-sized stone into pieces.

Unexpectedly, under his full palm, Zhao Kuo only turned rosy and breathed rapidly.

After hearing Zhao Kuo's words, Su Chen did not answer, but struck again, his eyes becoming solemn.

Zhao Kuo's strength may have been accumulated in the realm of strength training for a long time, and it is much better than ordinary strength training.

Compared with him, Liu Tong probably wouldn't be able to catch ten moves in his hands.

He couldn't help but become wary in his heart, but his eyes were filled with surging fighting spirit.

Zhao Kuo is considered the strongest opponent he has encountered so far, and he can just use him to test his strength.

As a result, Su Chen's figure rioted and rushed out again.

"court death!"

When Zhao Kuo saw this, he gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and rushed out.

Both sides fight.

"What a terrible iron palm!"

"What a great defense!"

After a brief fight, both Su Chen and Zhao Kuo saw how powerful the other side was.

Facing Su Chen's iron palm, Zhao Kuo did not dare to take it hard. The thing fell on him and was extremely painful.

Su Chen's iron palm hit Zhao Kuo's body as if it were hitting an iron armor, and his palm was slightly numb from the force of the rebound.

"No matter who you are, you can't leave today!"

After taking a few steps back, Zhao Kuo clenched his fists, his whole body suddenly swelled up, and with a stabbing sound, his clothes were instantly torn.

The blackened skin was revealed. Su Chen took a closer look and felt a chill in his heart.

This is not skin, but a thin layer of black armor. Judging from its appearance, it looks like it is on the body.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Su Chen was shocked.

At this moment, Zhao Kuo's figure flashed, and he rushed over in a blink of an eye, taking the lead in taking action.

Su Chen struck out with a palm and landed on his black armor, making a sound of gold and iron colliding.

His black armor was not damaged at all, but Su Chen's palms were slightly aching.

"Hahaha!"

When Zhao Kuo saw this, he laughed contemptuously, then stretched out his hand to break Su Chen's neck.

Su Chen quickly dodged with quick eyes and hands, stepped back, and looked at Zhao Kuo solemnly.

"No, this layer of black armor is extremely hard and cannot be broken with my iron sand palm in a short time. However, this layer of black armor only covers his body and limbs, not his head!"

Su Chen thought about it and soon made a decision in his heart. He rushed over again and punched Zhao Kuo.

"Well done!"

Zhao Kuo's face lit up and he took a step forward. He didn't even intend to defend himself and resisted Su Chen's punch.

With a groan, Zhao Kuo bent his arm and clamped down on Su Chen's arm.

With a sneer on his lips, he looked at Su Chen: "Your death has come!"

After saying that, he formed a fist with five fingers and hit Su Chen.

But at this moment, a tearing sound sounded, making Zhao Kuo's expression stagnant.

He looked at the arms protruding from the cuffs, and his mind was filled with questions.

Before he could react, with a hiss, a cold light suddenly appeared and roared towards him.