For warriors like them, such a small distance can only happen in the blink of an eye.

But Yang Ming still had no intention of drawing out his sword, and just stood there.

"Could the other party be frightened by me?"

Shan Shushan was confused. He didn't know why, but he always had a very dangerous premonition!

However, it would be best for Yang Ming to keep standing like this until he was cut down by himself!

Seeing it, the two figures were about to come into contact.

On the blade of Shan Shushan's sword, the sword light has been condensed from the true energy.

At this moment, Yang Ming on the other side finally moved. He took a deep breath and then suddenly opened his eyes.

Contrary to Shan Shushan's expectation, Yang Ming didn't draw his sword at all, but pushed it out with a flat palm.

This is?

Shan Shushan was even more confused, this... I haven't heard that the Yang family is famous for their palm skills?

Moreover, this palm seemed neither fast, nor agile, nor ferocious. It seemed to be a mediocre palm with limited strength, as if it was a joke.

How dare this guy attack his own strengths by exploiting his weaknesses? Has he lost his mind and gone crazy?

However, as soon as this thought came out, Uncle Shan's body rushing forward suddenly stopped!

The moment he got closer, he realized that this mediocre palm seemed to contain an unstoppable force!

Domineering! Powerful!

The wind from the palm seemed to form a strong high wall, heading towards him!

What is this stuff?
Chapter completed!