Just for a moment, Yin Zhiping was dragged by Yin Junjie. Seeing that his son's fingers were cut off by others, Yin Junjie's face was gloomy and terrible.
"Who!"
Seeing that Yin Zhiping was dragged away, Shen Lang's face changed. He immediately ran after him and patted Yin Junjie with a snow palm.
"Boy, I want to die!"
Yin Junjie saw that Shen Lang didn't ask about the situation. At the early stage, he also gave a slap to Shen lang. his face was fierce and he wanted to kill Shen Lang with a slap.
"Bang!"
The collision of two palms caused a huge storm.
Shen Lang retreated four or five steps to stabilize his body. His whole body was full of Qi and blood, but he didn't get hurt.
Compared with Wu Xiu in the middle of Wen Jing period, Shen Lang's internal power is not as good as Yin Junjie's, but it is better than Yin Junjie's in skill.
Yin Junjie also stepped back and was surprised. He thought that even if he could not kill the boy, he could make him seriously injured?
But he never thought that this boy could take his palm hard, but he just stepped back a few steps.
This can't help but make Yin Junjie suspect that Shen Lang is not in the early stage of asking questions.
Shen Lang's eyes shrink slightly. If it's more than internal power, he is definitely not Yin Junjie's opponent, but he can avoid his shortcomings.
Between the electric light and flint, the waves hit Yin Junjie with the flying snow of the snowflake palm.
Although the other party is in the middle of the situation, he is just a disabled person. He may not be an opponent! Shen Lang also wants to test his strength.
When Yin Junjie saw that Shen Lang didn't retreat, he beat him. He was furious. What's so special? He was bullied by the dog! A young man in the early stage of asking questions dares to attack him in the middle stage of asking questions.
When the waves hit the snow and the clouds, Yin Junjie quickly parried, and the two soon got together.
At first, Yin Junjie also decided to teach Shen Lang an unforgettable lesson. Soon he found that something was wrong.
The palm wind of the waves is very fast, just like the snow in the clouds flying with the wind. It is elegant and flexible, and its trajectory is changeable. It is also powerful.
"What's the palm technique? The speed is so fast Yin Junjie is more and more frightened.
Yin Junjie, a disabled man with only one left arm, was gradually overwhelmed by the waves.
"Boom!"
Two people are once again to palm, this time Yin Junjie did not take any advantage.
The vast majority of palm techniques need to accumulate power at the moment of hitting. This kind of fast palm naturally can't produce much power.
After one palm, Shen Lang's moves were endless. He quickly put forward a breath of real Qi, raised his left palm, drew a semicircle arc, and then turned to hit Yin Junjie's right shoulder.
How can Yin Junjie's pupil suddenly enlarge? How can he still hit himself with his left palm?
Generally speaking, the strength and internal power should be removed after the Wuxiu of Wenjing takes a slap. There is no spare force to continue to take the same slap in a very short time. It's hard to imagine how Shen Lang did it!
This is the essence of the first move of snowflake palm. Different from the ordinary palm technique, the snow flying through the cloud move is not a straight move, but a high five move at any time.
Out of control, Yin Junjie gets a slap on his right shoulder and is beaten to spit blood.
Seeing that Shen Lang slaps again, Yin Junjie is finally shocked. In less than a tenth of a second, he has no time to defend and dodge. He can only watch Shen Lang slap his left hand on his right shoulder.
"Bang", accompanied by a crisp sound, Yin Junjie's right shoulder clavicle was cracked, spurting a mouthful of blood.
The corner of Shen Lang's mouth was lifted up, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The third move of snowflake God palm was struck by the true Qi of adversity, and the frost was biting to the bone.
With a dull sound, the waves hit Yin Junjie in the chest.
"Poof!"
Yin Junjie's face was twisted and blood gushed.
"Save your life first!"
With a sneer, Shen Lang raises his foot and kicks Yin Junjie, who is already full of meat and vegetables, more than ten meters away.
"Dong!"
After a parabola movement, Yin Junjie fell to the ground, and his mouth and nose were still overflowing with blood.
Seeing that Shen Lang was able to beat his father to fly, Yin Zhiping was so scared that he thought it was not a dream. How could he even ask Wu Xiu at the beginning of his life so badly?
Feng Luan was a little surprised by a set of palm techniques like waves, clouds and flowing water. Even though Feng Luan was born in Kunlun Mountain and had seen a lot of the world, she rarely had such exquisite palm techniques as Shen Lang.
Shen Lang strode forward and came to Yin Junjie. Feng Luan also came up.
"What do you want to do?" Yin Junjie's face is extremely ugly. He can't beat a wave, let alone ask Feng Luan in the middle of the situation.
Yin Zhiping shrank to one side, shaking with fright.
"Old man, don't blame me for bullying the disabled. I was almost killed by you before. This is retribution!" Shen Lang snorted coldly.
"That's your delusion to break into my Tianji gate!" Yin Junjie gritted his teeth, listening to the tone is obviously soft."Fart! It's your son who brought us here, and you almost killed us. Should this account be well calculated? " The waves are cold.
Yin Junjie didn't dare to provoke Shen Lang, so he decided that it was important to protect his life. He immediately said, "young Xia, you killed my red crystal centipede, and a high-level disciple of Tianji gate. My son Yin Zhiping also lost two fingers. Let's call it a day."
Shen Lang said: "when I am an idiot?"
"To warn you, we have no obligation to negotiate with the weak!" Feng Luan came forward and pointed to Yin Junjie with a sword. Her delicate face was covered with frost.
Yin Junjie panicked and said, "I'm wrong. I shouldn't break the iron rope and plot against you. You can take my life."
"No, I won't kill you." Shen Lang smiles.
Seeing that Shen Lang's killing intention disappears, Yin Junjie immediately breathes a sigh of relief. He feels that Shen Lang may not be so fierce. He may shake hands and make peace by saying a few good words.
Thinking of this, Yin Junjie immediately said: "young Xia, your strength is so high. You can be called the talent of heaven! I'm so happy to see such a genius as young Xia in my life. "
this seems to be a bit exaggerated, Yin Junjie's face is red.
In fact, Yin Junjie is wrong. Shen Lang is a cruel man. Instead of killing Yin Junjie, he just wants to find out where the cultivation resources of Tianji gate are hidden.
Shen Lang sneered: "old man, I always kill anyone I want. Don't think I'm easy to talk. Wise, you should quickly take out all the cultivation resources of Tianji gate, or I can make the whole Misty Island disappear! "
Yin Junjie's old face is discolored and he is extremely unwilling. It's not hard for Shen Lang to kill himself, and it's not so easy to deal with the whole Tianji gate. It's even more silly to make Misty Island disappear.
Feng Luan also felt that the threat of the waves seemed a little exaggerated.
Shen Lang doesn't talk nonsense. He takes out his officer card and throws it to Yin Junjie.
"The rank of Huaxia lieutenant general, general military adviser of Longteng special forces." Yin Junjie was shocked all over. It seems that the title is very powerful.
Shen Lang sneered: "Misty Island is not big or small, but more than a dozen missiles can still be blown to the ground."
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