When I got home, it was already dawn.

At this time, the family had not yet gotten up, so he took this opportunity to practice the first step of the Crack Sword Technique in the yard.

After a set of actions, he was sweating profusely, but he was no longer as exhausted as the first time.

It was faintly possible that he could feel that his inner breath had improved a little.

After looking at the time, it was already past seven o'clock, and Sun Baifeng and Song Zixin had already gotten up.

After dinner, Song Chen was about to go to the hotel first.

Just as I arrived at the hotel entrance, I was about to enter the gate, three middle-aged men in suits walked out and blocked most of the door.

As they continued walking, they were about to collide, the three middle-aged men had no intention of giving way.

Song Chen frowned, his feet were slightly wrong, and he dodged and avoided the three of them.

"Hey, I can actually avoid it!"

The middle-aged man walking in the middle exclaimed surprise, obviously not expecting that Song Chen could easily avoid it.

The other two middle-aged men also seemed a little surprised, and both stopped and turned to look at Song Chen.

Song Chen was also secretly shocked. Just now, he clearly noticed a powerful invisible pressure coming over him. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been less relaxed to hide.

Are these three people all internal experts...

Since entering the Qi training period, Song Chen has paid special attention to whether there are internal experts around him.

Until now, all cultivation has been explored by Song Chen himself.

He really wants to meet an internal master so that he can know his true level.

Although he knew the God of Land and the God of Mountains, it was obvious that they did not have the patience to explain these things to Song Chen.

The three people in front of me look like internal experts.

"Are you Song Chen?" The middle-aged man with flat head on the left stared at Song Chen and asked with a serious expression.

Song Chen didn't expect that these three people could call out their own names. Could it be that Xie Tianhua and Qin Ziqiang sent to find fault...

Thinking of this, he became alert.

Before he could reply, the middle-aged man standing in the middle grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, and said, "Don't worry, the three of us are not bad people, we just want to talk to you."

After saying that, the three of them stood scattered and formed a vague siege of surround Song Chen.

At the same time, the middle-aged man who had just spoken continued, "Let's go, let's go to the room to chat."

After saying that, the three of them took Song Chen to the room they had opened upstairs.

The three of them opened a large luxurious suite with a very large living room space.

Bang!

After entering the room, one of them brought the door.

Immediately afterwards, Song Chen felt a strong wind blowing...

He was always alert in his heart. When he felt the wind coming, he snorted coldly, moved his footsteps, leaned down, and used force to get back to avoid the opponent's sneak attack.

"Hey, not bad!"

The other three exclaimed at the same time, and their eyes were filled with admiration.

Buzz...

The next moment, the flat-headed middle-aged man in it swung a punch, which was like a sound of breaking through the air.

Song Chen's pupils contracted sharply. This was the first time he faced an internal expert. He had expectations and worries in his heart.

At this moment, he didn't have time to think too much, and the other party's fist came to him in the blink of an eye.

Song Chen instinctively used the moves of the Breaking Sword Art. Although he had no sword, he stood up as a sword.

He cut his palm towards the other party's wrist and arrived first.

The other party was obviously surprised, but he was not panicked at all. Instead, he quickly changed his moves, his wrist sank, and the fist was used as a palm, which was changed to attack Song Chen's lower abdomen.

Song Chen turned his body and barely avoided it. At the same time, he stood his hands as a knife and quickly counterattacked the opponent.

The Sword Art of Destroyed by the Ancestor of the Netherworld. Although each move is simple, it is extremely powerful and cannot be compared with ordinary martial arts in the human world.

Song Chen used the famous sword technique, which was like holding a magic weapon in his hand to compete with the opponent. If the opponent's skills were not much deeper than Song Chen, he could be said to have no advantage.

After taking a few moves from Song Chen, the middle-aged man with flat head felt more and more exquisiteness of his moves.

His own skills are obviously above him, but he cannot take advantage of him.

This shocked the two people watching next to him. They had already made a judgment on Song Chen's strength before coming, but they did not expect to underestimate him.

Bang!

At this time, Song Chen poked out his palm again, and from an extremely tricky angle, the middle-aged man with flat heads could not imagine it at all.

The slap accurately landed on the wrist of the flat-headed middle-aged man, making a crisp sound.

He immediately felt a sharp pain coming from his wrist and unconsciously took two steps back.

"stop!"

Seeing that Song Chen wanted to continue, the middle-aged man with flat head immediately spoke and stopped.

Song Chen snorted coldly and said, "Do you stop just by saying that? If you dare to be arrogant with me, you have to pay the price."

At this time, Song Chen became more confident and more successful as he fought.

In this actual combat, he had learned a lot of unknown things before, which made the feeling of sluggishness disappear when he used the Crack Sword Art.

This sudden understanding made Song Chen's internal breathing improve a lot.

This is the wonder of the Sword Art of the Famous Sword. Even in battle, it has the effect of enhancing your skills!

When the middle-aged man with flat head saw that Song Chen was reluctant to give in, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Song Chen, stop, we three just want to try your strength, and there is no malice."

Song Chen kept walking and rushed towards the middle-aged man with flat heads.

The reason for doing this is because Song Chen felt that the other two middle-aged men had locked themselves with their breath and could do it at any time.

At this moment, Song Chen only wanted to control one of them, so that he felt a little assured.

He didn't know the origin of these three people, nor did he know whether their words were true or false.

At this time, Song Chen only believed in himself.

He made quick moves with both hands, and the changes were unpredictable.

The middle-aged man with flat head felt countless palms floating in front of him, and his brows frowned when he saw it.

Seeing that Song Chen had no intention of stopping, he had to raise his palms to resist.

"Song Chen, stop."

"Stop quickly, we have no malice!"

The other two were shocked when they saw this scene and scolded them.

The next moment, the two of them took action at the same time, pounced on Song Chen like two big eagles.

Bang, bang!

Two more crisp sounds came out, and Song Chen's palms fell on the two wrists of the flat-headed man.

The middle-aged man with flat head only felt that his hands were about to be ruined, and it hurt so much that his forehead was sweating profusely.

His hands were scrapped, and the combat effectiveness of a middle-aged man with flat heads plummeted.

However, Song Chen was extremely brave. He turned his body and came behind the middle-aged man with flat head in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he stuck his hand out and locked his throat!
Chapter completed!