The men in black were obviously well prepared, and they must have done a lot of this kind of business. Following the leader's order, several people jumped in first.

Luo Xiuying's pretty face turned cold.

Standing in front of the motorcade, she advanced instead of retreating, her body was like lightning, and her palms struck out like lightning.

Thunder Palm!

When ordinary people move their palms, most of the five fingers are straight, the palm surface is flat, or the strength is built in, or the force is like a millstone, and so on.

But Thunder Palm is different.

Fingers clasped together, palm facing inward, like a big bowl.

In this way, the air can be taken into the palm, and when the palm is released, the air will stir up and make a thunderous sound, which can also increase the strength of the palm.

Even if it can't kill the enemy, its power is astonishing.

"boom!"

When the palm comes out, the air is stirred and muffled thunder lingers.

The three men in black at the front subconsciously stopped and drew their swords out of their sheaths, slashing straight at them.

The swords, swords and shadows were crisscrossing and roaring in all directions. It was clearly a combined attack method, and the three of them cooperated with each other tacitly. They were obviously veterans.

The strength is not weak.

Two are in the seventh grade and one is in the sixth grade.

With such strength, one can live a good life in the city. Now he is working as a highway robber. He is obviously well prepared.

"Peng!"

"Crack!"

"Snapped……"

Luo Xiuying's expression remained unchanged and she struck out with three palms in a row.

Accompanied by the muffled sound of thunder, with her bare hands, she shattered the incoming sword and even sent the three of them flying away.

"puff!"

The three of them vomited blood and fell to the ground. Although their lives were not in danger because of the other party's mercy, they had lost the power to resist.

There was silence in the field.

On a high slope.

One person looked back and looked at Shangluo, whose eyes were wide open and full of disbelief:

"What's going on? How come she is so strong?"

"No...it shouldn't be." Shangluo stammered:

"I tried it with Master Luo some time ago. My strength is not bad among the seventh-grade ones, but... it is definitely not that strong!"

"snort!"

Someone snorted:

"Obviously, the other party held back."

Instantly knocking down two seventh-level players and one sixth-level player, all with the combined efforts of the other parties.

Such strength.

Among the eighth-grade masters, it is also the most outstanding existence!

The Tieyuan Martial Arts School is unknown in Shicheng, and the owner is a weak woman. No one will pay much attention to it. The seventh-level cultivation level is not weak for ordinary people.

But it will not be taken seriously by the major forces.

The eighth grade is different.

You know, Luo Xiuying is only a teenager.

He has reached the eighth level at such a young age, and his strength is so great. His future prospects are limitless, and even the Su family will focus on cultivating him.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The man in black below was obviously shocked, and then the man in front of him tapped his palms and exclaimed:

"Unexpectedly, the little-known Master Luo has such strength. He is worthy of the trust of Elder Zhou. He is indeed very capable!"

"Friend." Luo Xiuying stepped back and said calmly:

"We have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the recent past. We might as well let this matter go. My little lady's mind remains unchanged. What do you think?"

"Well said." The person in front of him said in a voice, then shook his head:

"What a pity, I have to order the goods you have!"

"Whoosh!"

Before he finished speaking, the man in black had already swooped over, his fingers turned into claws, and his sharp claws left a shadow in the void, which made Luo Xiuying's heart beat wildly.

At that moment, he raised his hands and struck out with the palm technique that he couldn't use in the past.

Hundreds of rivers converge!

In an instant, all the strength from the whole body poured into the palms along the meridians of the skin and flesh. The skin and flesh of the palms instantly turned red and swollen, and a fierce force was struck out.

"boom!"

The palms and claws collided, and the energy surged.

Luo Xiuying groaned and staggered backwards. The man in black also expressed surprise and turned over and fell to the ground.

"amazing!"

"A mere eighth grade..."

"Come again!"

The man in black is already at the tenth level of cultivation. Although his foundation is shallow, he has never suffered such a loss at the hands of an eighth-level dragon and tiger.

But there were many claws and shadows in the field, and the fierce wind howled.

Luo Xiuying breathed heavily, and a strong fighting spirit arose in her heart. The Thunder Palm she had learned over the past few days turned into a series of palm shadows and struck out.

Thunder!

Hundreds of rivers converge!

The so-called confluence of hundreds of rivers is not a palm technique, but a state of mind.

A state second only to the perfection of the Thunder Palm. Once understood, each palm can be shot out with all the strength of the body, with unparalleled strength and invincibility.

The palm came out, and the thunder roared.

Coupled with the blessing of Tieyuan Shen, a pair of fleshy palms can easily shatter weapons.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

The two collided with each other. One had advanced cultivation and the other had exquisite palm skills. For a moment, they were indistinguishable. The terrifying confrontation of strength also caused the others to stay away from each other.

"impossible!"

On the high slope, Shangluo gritted his teeth:

"Even if Luo Xiuying hides her cultivation, she will never be so strong. That guy is the tenth grade, and the tenth grade of the Su family!"

"Don't get excited." An old man in the field flashed his eyes and spoke slowly:

"She is indeed not that strong, but she has good things in her."

"Something?" Several people asked with their eyes tilted.

"Not bad." The old man nodded:

"The clothes made of Sky Grass and Heavy Mysterious Bamboo. This treasured clothes doubles her speed and defense, and she is not afraid of losing her strength. This way she can withstand the tenth level."

"But even so, this woman is amazing enough."

With an eighth-level cultivation level, a ninth-level combat strength, and an age of just over ten years old, he might be able to become a black iron seed in the inner sect of the Xuantian League.

"Wikipedia?" Shangluo's eyes twitched:

"Isn't that thing said to be very rare? How many stalks of grass would be needed to make it into clothes..."

"So." The old man narrowed his eyes:

"The truly valuable thing about this woman is not her martial arts talent, but other things."

"Peng!"

As he spoke, the battle situation below finally changed.

Luo Xiuying, who had just advanced to the eighth level, was ultimately lacking in knowledge. After several head-on collisions, her strength weakened and she had to find an opportunity to escape and fly away.
To be continued...