"No, that pattern just now makes the Qi in the body start to be disordered again." Shen Lang's heart suddenly sank.

We can't delay. We must make a quick decision before we can survive!

Seeing Shen Lang spits blood, they are very happy. They think Shen Lang has been hit by their palm attack just now.

This kid is nothing.

A long said with a grim smile: "this kid has been seriously injured, just at the end of the crossbow, let's go!"

With a sneer, the hunting blade rushed towards the Shen wave first, and swept towards the Shen wave's head like a whip leg.

Shen Lang's eyes shrink, and he catches the Dragon hand in one form. He grabs the right leg of the hunting blade like lightning.

The hunting blade was shocked. I felt that my right leg was clamped by a pair of pliers, and I couldn't get it back. In the heart wondered Shen Lang not to spit blood to hurt? How can I take Tan leg that I hit with all my strength?

Shen Lang kneads the leg bones of the hunting blade directly!

"Click" a crisp sound, the intense pain makes the hunting blade face distorted.

"Hum!" Shen wave tossed it, and the whole hunting blade was thrown out. It hit the wall heavily, making a heavy dull sound.

"It's useless!" A long's face was full of haze and gave a poo. His eyes were red and he stared at Shen lang. his right palm was strong in Qi. It seemed that he was ready to make the strongest attack.

Shen Lang's eyes are like torches, his right hand is clenched into a fist, and his right arm is full of blue tendons! There was a little black air.

"Die for me!" A long gave out a violent roar, and immediately hit the Shen wave with a palm, straight to the heart of the Shen wave.

Shen Lang looks blind. Seeing this palm, he will shoot it on Shen Lang's chest. A long works his internal power and increases his output, showing a ferocious expression that he vows to shoot Shen Lang to death.

Between the electric light and the fire, Shen wave raised his head slightly and made a straight blow.

"Hum!" A long mouth with a trace of disdain, thought Shen Lang was in a hurry under the random hit.

For martial arts practitioners, palm technique is the most important, finger technique is the second, and fist technique is the least popular.

The martial arts use internal power. The palm spits out internal power. The internal power is huge and majestic. The fist just carries internal power. It's as fast as thunder, just like the difference between the sea and thunder.

Although the thunder and lightning is just fierce, it is not as vast as the sea.

Generally, only low-level martial arts practitioners can use boxing. High-level martial arts practitioners despise those who use boxing.

Unfortunately, a long didn't know that there was a fist technique called seven wound fist, which was a different kind.

Seeing the blow from Shen Lang, a long's right palm wanted to block Shen Lang's attack. In his opinion, boxing is relatively low-end after all, and Shen Lang is not expected to do any harm.

Next moment, all hands meet.

"Click!"

The sound of bone fracture came along, and Aaron's face was distorted instantly.

A long thought his hand could defend against the attack of Shen Lang, but it was so funny! Shen Lang broke his right arm with a fist, and his bones were broken into several sections. The whole arm was scattered by Shen Lang's fist, and his blood rushed wildly.

Shen Lang's fist has not been stopped, and he smashes straight at the front door of a long.

A long's pupil suddenly increased, and he saw Shen Lang's right fist approaching his cheek inch by inch, which was impossible to dodge any more!

At the next moment, the sound of a heavy object smashing into a watermelon came, and half of a dragon's head was blown open by a fist of Shen Lang! Blood is raging, blood clots are scattered, mixed with brains, eyes and other turbid filth, the dead can't die again!

Shen Lang's fist is like a bomb. It's shocking to be able to strike such a strange force!

A long's body fell into a pool of blood. He couldn't believe it when he died. What boxing can have such an exaggerated power?

The principle of seven injury boxing is that one fist contains multiple forces, either hard and fierce, or yin and soft, or soft in the hard, or rigid in the soft, or horizontal, or straight delivery, or internal contraction.

Through the stimulation of genuine Qi and its own strength, multiple forces erupt at one time, which produces the effect of "bomb".

Don't say it's a dragon, a five-star master. Even a six-star master, even when he was in the middle of his cultivation, would be killed if he was hit by Shen Lang's seven wound fist with half a drop.

The hunting blade, which had fallen in the corner of the wall, was convulsed, and his face was completely frightened.

Although the hunting blade had guessed that Shen Lang might be tricky, he never dreamed that Shen Lang was so powerful.

Damn it, this kid has been hiding his strength!

Get into this evil star, Luo TIANYAO's life should be like this!

Shen Lang takes a few breaths. Although the old man taught him seven moves and seven injuries fist, he only learned how to use it, but its power is pretty good.

After using the fist with seven injuries, I have consumed a lot of Qi that I can only control. Now the disorder of Qi in my body is more and more out of control, and there is a sharp tingling sensation in my heart and lung.

Bear the pain of heart and lung, Shen Lang looks at the hunting blade in the corner and strides over.

Where is the hunting blade willing to follow suit? With a single jump and a ferocious face, it seems that it wants to put all its eggs in one basket.

It's a pity that it has become a hunting blade for half a useless man, which is far from a threat to Shen Lang.

Shen wave kicks hard.

"Boom!"

Shen Lang hit the opponent's belly with a solid foot knot. The hunting blade spouted blood. The whole man flew seven or eight meters away and planted it on the foot of the sofa.

"Cough..." The hunting blade covers his belly and coughs up blood continuously in his mouth.

Shen Lang's face was expressionless. He stepped forward and stepped heavily on the hunting blade's face.

"Luo TIANYAO's running dog, you can offend me, but the woman who dares to bully me is looking for death." Shen Lang said, grinning, with a strong evil spirit all over his body.

The hunting blade was shaking all over. He always felt that he had backbone. He was a powerful expert at some level. He would rather die than go to beg for mercy from the enemy in a low voice.

However, the great fear before his death filled the heart of the hunter, which destroyed the will and belief in the heart of the hunter. He was unwilling to die like this. He gritted his teeth and begged for mercy: "Shen Mr. Shen, no I didn't bully Miss Su. Please spare my life. I have a sense of hunting blade Thank you very much. As long as you let me go, I can tell you all about Luo's family! "

"You want me to let you go? Dream! "

Shen Lang's face did not show joy and anger, and he increased his strength on his feet.

"Ah!!!"

The sharp pain and torture made the hunting blade howl.

Soon, the bridge of the nose of the hunting blade was broken by Shen Lang's feet, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, which seemed to be horrible.

At this moment, Shen Lang is no different from a bloodthirsty devil. He has no pity in his heart.

Continue to increase the strength on the feet. The head of the hunting blade is trampled to pieces. After a few twitches of hands and feet, it becomes unconscious and is trampled to death by the waves.

The hall was full of blood corpses, which looked creepy at a glance.

Shen Lang picked up the sharp knife on the ground and cut off the head of the hunting blade.

After that, Shen Lang turned to the bedroom door on the right side of the suite.

Luo TIANYAO is hiding in his bedroom. The main target of Shen Lang's entering Haizheng group building is Luo TIANYAO.

With a loud bang, Shen waves kicked open the door of the bedroom and saw a lot of sawdust.

Inside, Luo TIANYAO was trembling with fear. He raised his gun with trembling hands and looked at Shen Lang in horror: "you Don't come here, come here again I'll shoot! Hunting... Uncle hunter, hurry up Come and help me! "

Luo TIANYAO screams in panic.

"You mean him?"

Shen Lang gave a cold Snort and threw the things in his hand.

Looking at the flying things, Luo TIANYAO subconsciously reaches for them. Unexpectedly, it's a bloody head!

It's a hunting blade!

Luo TIANYAO's hair stood up, and he sat on the ground in fright, shaking off his guns.