"The heart is faster than the eyes? Are you kidding me? If that's the case, what kind of radar is needed? Putting people outside the spacecraft is cheaper and saves money!"

"Fang Xiu has read too many novels. Xie Sanfeng has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he also became a demon!"

Linghu Qinfeng, Yuan Wanmu, and Dongyinhai, the three interstellar war captains, all felt extremely ridiculous when they saw this scene.

Can things in novels also be taken seriously?

Is it possible that three hundred years ago, those people hiding behind the Internet were hermit masters who had mastered some incredible skills?

What a joke.

However, before the sarcasm in their hearts could be spoken, Xie Sanfeng suddenly pushed with his right palm. The muscles in his palm deformed slightly, and a force hit him, knocking him back seven or eight meters away.

"What, he caught Shadow Soul's blow!"

Linghu catches the wind, ape and ten thousand trees, and Dong drinks from the sea. They are all shocked, with horrified expressions on their faces.

It must be just a coincidence.

Peng Peng Peng

But the next moment.

Xie Sanfeng pushed out his hands one after another, and the sound of fists and palms clashing erupted in front of his hands.

Although his body fell back one after another and his arms were in pain, none of the half-masked man's punches could penetrate Xie Sanfeng's defense!

"Are you only so fast?"
Chapter completed!