Chapter 3

Buzz! A palm wind hit Shen Lang's chest, and even Shen Lang's clothes floated on his chest.

"Young master, hide quickly."

Shen Qing was pale and screamed.

Shen Lang looked at his nearer palm and smiled strangely.

"Huh?" seeing Shen Lang's strange smile, Fu Bo frowned and didn't turn back. Even if Shen Lang had a plot, he couldn't dodge.

Suddenly Shen Lang stretched out two palms on both sides of his body, and the palms were green.

"Xuanming divine palm"

Fubo's palms and xuanming's two old palms collided with each other with a bang, like a heavy thunder, which blew up in people's ears.

At the place where the second elder xuanming and Fubo were facing each other, the air was distorted.

"Drink!"

"Xuanming Maha"

Xuanming two old men drank quietly, and a cold breath rose from them.

"Poof" fuber spewed a blood arrow from his mouth, and his face turned pale for a moment.

Xuanming's true Qi immediately climbed onto Fubo's cheek, and a trace of Green Qi emerged.

Xuanming Qi is from Yin to cold. It can't be eliminated without the magic skill of Zhiyang to gang. Looking at Fu Bo, it is estimated that xuanming Qi has invaded his lungs.

"Presumptuous, stop it."

A majestic roar came from a distance.

A majestic man in a gold robe came over with a gloomy face.

Xuanming gets Shen Lang's signal. They finish the work together, step back behind Shen Lang, and stare at Shen wuregret.

Fu Bo has been seriously injured. He just supported him with one breath. Now xuanming's second elder withdrew his kung fu. He couldn't support it anymore. He spewed a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

After Shen wuhui, two figures flew out and came to Shen Teng and uncle Fu to check the injury.

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed when he saw the visitor.

"Sir, the young master is fine. He just suffered a little internal injury." the martial artist who flew to Shen Teng said with a sigh of relief.

Shen wuhui's gloomy face eased a little and sent out a nasal sound "HMM."

Unfortunately, before the hearts of the people fell back to their stomach, the martial artist who checked Fu Bo said sadly and angrily, "Sir, Fu Bo can't do it."

"Whoosh" Shen wuhui moved and came to Fu Bo in an instant. His palm was on Fu Bo's back and a thick Qi was sent out.

"Poof" fuber coughed up a mouthful of congestion, and his pale face was a little ruddy.

Shen wuhui's people saw that Fubo's face was ruddy and smiled one after another, but Shen wuhui, who conveyed Fubo's true Qi, became more gloomy.

Fu Bo looked at Shen wuhui weakly: "don't waste your strength, sir. My own body, I know that the cold Qi has hurt my internal organs just now. Even if the medicine king comes, there is no way to recover."

"Sir, I can't serve the young master anymore. I hope you can care more about the young master in the future. In fact, the young master also hopes to get your... Your care."

With these words, fuber's head tilted and his breath broke.

Shen Teng, who was helped by others, stood there in a daze, looking at the dead Fubo. Scenes flashed in his mind, including Fubo holding his kind smile when he was a child, and Fubo pleading for himself when he made a mistake.

"Ah!" Shen Teng roared, turned his eyes and fell back.

"Young master, young master." the martial artist who helped Shen Teng hurriedly checked it. After confirming that there was no major event, he said: "big master, young master, it's just too sad and fainted. It's no big deal."

Shen wuhui has calmed down. He can't see anger and sadness at all. He just waved and asked people to take Shen Teng down to rest.

Shen Lang felt a chill when he saw this scene.

"Shen has no regrets. It's not easy. It seems that he has to be vigilant. Otherwise, no one will feel better if he is watched by a poisonous snake."

"Ding"

"Congratulations to the host for gaining 9 kill points."

"Eh! It turns out that this Fubo is the peak of the day after tomorrow. No wonder he can resist xuanming two elders for so long." Shen Lang thought secretly.

Shen wuhui looked at Shen Lang with an expressionless face: "Fubo, I took care of me when I was young. Later, when I grew up, Fubo turned to take care of tenger. I didn't expect to die in your hands today."

"It's ridiculous, ridiculous."

Speaking of later, Shen wuhui even laughed, but how did Shen Lang see it, how did he feel uneasy.

"Nephew, you're good. You're really good. We've all missed it. I didn't expect that you, who had no edge since childhood, should be the biggest genius of the Shen family. Shen Mingming is really lucky." Shen wuhui said with half appreciation and half sigh.

Shen Lang pondered for a while, looked up and said, "the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind is not enough, but the world is so cruel. Some things can override emotion. I want to know what uncle meant last night?"

What Shen Lang said above feelings is power and desire. As for the assassination of him, Shen Lang was asked by the original owner of the double body.

Shen wuhui flashed a fine light in his eyes and took a deep look at Shen Lang: "although I am very dissatisfied with your father, I haven't reached the point of attacking you."

"Hmm?" Shen Lang frowned. He believed that Shen wuhui would not cheat him, because he disdained to lie to him because of Shen wuhui's arrogance. It was a bit strange. Only Shen wuhui had a grudge against his father in the whole family, and others had to endure even if they had grievances.

Shen wuhui can disagree with Shen Mingming, but if someone else dares to disagree, I'm afraid they won't live the next day. Not to mention shooting at him, it's just looking for death and pressing down this matter without a clue. Now is not the time to think about this. I'd better deal with the matter at hand.

"Lang'er, I won't embarrass you today, but your two men must give me an explanation today. Fu Bo can't die in vain." Shen wuhui said without doubt.

Shua! Several martial artists rushed out behind Shen wuhui and surrounded Shen Lang and others.

Shen Lang glanced at them with a gloomy face, and his voice was cold and cold. "Get out of here, or I'll let you all die."

The surrounding warriors were frightened by Shen Lang's momentum and stepped back. They were all guests or guards of the Shen family. Now they don't know what to do with the conflict between Shen wuhui and Shen Lang.

Shen wuhui is the most powerful contender for clan leader Shen Lang and the young clan leader of Shen family. They are not low in status, but they look at each other and are firm.

"Take it!" he shouted, and several people rushed to xuanming second old man in an instant.

"Hum! You two kill me. You don't have to keep your hands." Shen Lang said coldly.

Xuanming's two elders raised their hands and pushed them out with a bang.

As soon as the faces of the people who rushed up changed, they raised their hands to welcome them.

The internal power of the "Peng" four people collided with the xuanming divine palm of the second xuanming old man, and a ripple rippled in an instant.

Shen Lang's skill moves and flies back with Shen Qing.