Grand Master of Chinese Shengong

“Yi Jianjing has not yet cultivated, the golden body is not bad, and it can’t be done now, but it is really possible if the sword and gun are inaccessible!”

Song Ding said while snatching the knife in Xie Xiaoyu’s hand, slapped his left hand on the table, held the knife in his right hand, and stabbed it down fiercely.

“Ugh!”

Xie Xiaoyu screamed, closed his eyes, and did not dare to look.

Song Ding glanced at the back of his left hand, just now he used all his strength, when he was pierced, it was like piercing an iron plate, lifting the knife and looking, not to mention the wound, there was not a single white spot.

“What the fuss is about?”

Song Ding stinks and farts.

“Huh?”

“Are you really all right?”

Xie Xiaoyu opened his eyes and stared at the back of Song Ding’s hand for a long time, but there was no blood.

“Song Ding, you didn’t get your hand pierced just now, did you? When I close my eyes, you stop, right? ”

Xie Xiaoyu thought of a possibility.

“Lie to you?”

“How could a manly husband do such a thing?”

“Keep your eyes open, don’t blink, I’ll let you see it for real!”

The fruit knife in Song Ding’s right hand was raised, and he stabbed hard into the back of his left hand.

One time!

Two!

Three clicks!

Everywhere!

Five down!

Song Ding held his breath, his hand rose and fell, and he stabbed more than a dozen times in the blink of an eye.

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

Xie Xiaoyu screamed repeatedly, it was terrible.

“Xie Xiaoyu, are you too waiting?”

“Didn’t I lie to you? Play really you yell, people who don’t know still think that I am stronger than you! ”

Song Ding stopped and looked at Xie Xiaoyu helplessly.

“You… Are your hands really okay? ”

Xie Xiaoyu was shocked, and he couldn’t take advantage of Song Ding’s words.

“Something?”

“How could something happen?”

“It’s really okay!”

“Don’t believe you see for yourself!”

Song Ding stretched out his left hand and slid it in front of Xie Xiaoyu’s eyes.

“Are you really all right?”

“How is this possible?”

Xie Xiaoyu looked carefully and did not see even a single wound or print.

“How is that possible?”

“Of course it’s possible!”

“Hearing is seeing is believing, but you have seen it with your own eyes, you can’t fake it, right?”

Song Ding was very proud, just now the dozen or so strokes were full of strength and death, and it turned out that the thirteenth taibao horizontal training was absolutely awesome.

“This can’t be!”

“How can flesh and blood block the knife?”

Xie Xiaoyu shook her head desperately, she didn’t believe it at all.

“Didn’t I just say that? I have practiced the Thirteenth Tai Protective Body Divine Skill, and the knife and gun can’t hurt me! ”

Song Ding patted his chest, proud.

“Shitty thirteen taipo horizontal training!”

“Song Ding, I’m not a three-year-old child, these divine skills don’t exist at all, don’t use them to fool me!”

“This must be a trick!”

“Magic!”

“It must be magic, right!?”

Xie Xiaoyu was going crazy.

“Tricks?”

“Magic?”

“So, try it yourself!”

“Two hands, you can prick whichever one you want, you can prick both!”

Song Ding stuffed the fruit knife into Xie Xiaoyu’s hands and spread his hands flat on the table.

“Really?”

“Song Ding, are you sure you’re not joking?”

Xie Xiaoyu held the fruit knife and stared at Song Ding’s hands, eager but a little scared.

“Don’t worry!”

“Don’t you believe in Thirteen Taibao Henglian? I’ll show you today! ”

“Let’s shoot!”

Song Ding nodded.

“Huh? It’s really okay! ”

“Song Ding, your hand is hit with iron?”

“Is there really a hard qigong practiced by thirteen taibao in this world?”

“Song Ding, how many years have you been practicing?”

Xie Xiaoyu was a little worried at the beginning, and when he stabbed the first two times, he was still relatively small, and after finding that he was really fine, he stabbed one after another.

“Sister Xiaoyu, how many knives you have stabbed, it’s too much!”

Song Ding retracted his hand, Xie Xiaoyu was addicted, and stabbed left and right.

“It’s a rare opportunity!”

Xie Xiaoyu’s face turned red, and he was really refreshed.

Song Ding was stunned, he could say this, it was simply speechless.

“Song Ding, it turns out that there are really divine skills in the world!”

“Song Ding, are you the legendary invisible folk unborn martial arts master?”

“By the way, Song Ding, will you do anything else?”

Xie Xiaoyu’s eyes rolled a few times, staring at Song Ding, she had already aroused Song Ding’s curiosity.

“Mighty Kong, you know? One of the traditional Chinese divine skills, the power is amazing, do you want me to show it to you? ”

Song Ding patted the front desk table maliciously.

“Good!”

“You hurry up and let me see!”

Xie Xiaoyu clapped his hands excitedly.

“Look!”

Song Ding raised his middle finger.

“Good!”

“I’m watching!”

“Hurry!”

Xie Xiaoyu nodded like a chicken pecking rice, full of expectation.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

……

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

……

Song Ding’s finger was quickly and poked on the table.

“Song Ding!”

“You pay me for the table!”

Xie Xiaoyu was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Hedong lion roared, there were more than a dozen big holes on this table in front of him, wasted!

“Sister Xiaoyu, you told me to do it!”

Song Ding saw that the situation was not right, thirty-six plans to go as the top plan, immediately turned around and ran, at this time to stay is a fool.

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