Yi blows snow complexion more and more dignified, she carries silver needle not much.

It's good to deal with only one person, but the enemy is two, and their accomplishments are higher than their own.

The snow fairy finger is powerful, but it can't exert much power by blowing snow.

Scar man's left arm was accidentally stabbed into the flesh and blood by a silver needle. The strong cold spread from the flesh and blood in an instant, and the whole left arm was frozen.

"Second brother!!!" With a loud cry, the man's face became very gloomy. They underestimated the strength of Yi blowing snow.

The two people are still avoiding the silver needle. The whole suite is filled with a cold air and a faint smell of blood.

Yi blows the silver needle in snow's hand to have used up, two people also detected, rushed up immediately.

After a fight, Yi blows snow to save hind legs, white neck and neck all shed fragrant sweat.

Although she has a good command of her fingers, she is in a hurry when she is close to her.

Shen Lang has seen that Yi's snow blowing is almost out of support.

Shen Lang is thinking about going up to help? I'm not familiar with Yi blowing snow.

The moves of the two men in strong costumes are more and more fierce, not showing a ferocious smile.

Yi blows snow Dai eyebrow tight wrinkly, upper body dress is tattered, inevitable spring light leaks out.

It's hard to imagine that the perfect white body without a trace of fat shows the fundus of the eyes. It's a delicate girl who looks weak. She can be so strong.

Finally, Yi blows snow right shoulder inadvertently in a palm, Jiao voice painful hum, be hit to fly to a marble wall.

It's only a few meters away from the gate of shenlang.

"Cough..." Yi blows snow pretty face flushed, spurted a big mouthful of blood, small hand is covering right shoulder, delicate body slightly shakes.

As you can see, the two men with strong clothes look ferocious, and finally get the skin of this little girl. The two men rushed to blow snow at Yi.

Yi blows snow one person to be unable to resist, the mouth corner is still unceasingly bleeds, the vision turns to the Shen wave, biting the Bei tooth way: "Mr. Shen, if you can help me a hand, the young woman must be grateful!"

"Well, I'll help you."

Shen Lang grinned and flashed in front of Yi blowing snow.

People love beauty. Shen Lang doesn't want to see a goddess die in front of him.

"Boy, you want to die!" The two men with strong clothes showed their violent expression and clapped towards the deep waves with one clap.

Shen Lang's eyes are dark and cold. He runs Qi with all his strength. He pushes his palms forward and hits them with snow like palms.

"Boom!"

A huge force of yin and cold palms roared towards the two men.

The two men were shocked, but they didn't expect that a little boy suddenly came out with such a powerful hand.

"Snow God palm?" Yi's face suddenly changed.

This How is that possible? He can't believe the snow God palm of the Yi family?

"Drink!"

Two strong men can't dodge when they see the situation. They work together to move their palms forward.

Shen waves hit a palm wind, and two strong men hit two palms together.

"Boom!" A loud noise, two forces collided together, set off a strong wind, as well as a harsh sound.

A cold breath swept the whole hall, making the surrounding temperature suddenly drop a lot.

Shen waves clenched his teeth, but his body was lifted out and hit the wall on one side heavily.

"Dong!"

Shen Lang's whole body is full of Qi and blood. Fortunately, he is not hurt.

The two men also stepped back seven or eight steps to stabilize their bodies. Their faces couldn't hide their astonishment.

It's the snow God palm! It seems that this boy is also from the Yi family.

With one stroke, you can know the depth. Two powerful men can see that Shen Lang is also the martial arts cultivation in the early stage of Wenjing. This boy's internal power is not as thick as theirs, but it is very pure, and the internal power strength is higher than them.

The most important thing is that this kid can make the snow God palm, let them rise the deep fear heart.

At the same time, the strength can vary greatly. Two men with strong attire have stepped into the initial stage of the question for more than 30 years, and Shen Lang has just broken through the question.

To measure the strength of a martial arts cultivation, the realm is on the one hand, and the cultivation methods also account for a lot of factors. With a set of snow flower palms, Shen Lang can reverse this gap.

It may not be possible to use one enemy and two Shen waves, but his strength is higher than any of the two men.

"Die for me!" Scar man saw this and rushed towards the waves.

Yi blows snow double finger a pinch, "whew" a sound, hit a finger wind.

Scar man was forced to avoid. Yi blew snow and stepped on Shen Lang's side. He said softly, "thank you very much, Mr. Shen for saving my life. This man can do it for me."

"Good." Shen Lang is sure.

Now it's 2v2. It's fair. Although Shen Lang didn't bring a knife, he can just test his strength.

Shen Lang stepped on his feet and stepped up to him. He was so unlucky and angry that he clapped his hands towards another strong man.

The first move of snow God palm, flying snow through clouds.

This is a common attack, which also proves the essence of the snow God palm routine. The palm wind is very fast, just like the snow in the clouds flying in the wind. It's elegant and flexible, and the track is changeable, difficult to defend, and powerful.

Shen Lang's speed is so fast that he has to fight hard to keep his eyes wide open.

However, Shen Lang and Wenjing martial arts are inexperienced in the enemy, so it's hard to suppress the man in front of him for a while.

On the other side, although Yi blowing snow has been hurt, Scarab man was hit by her snow fairy finger silver needle before, and his right arm was cold and bone hardened, which was equivalent to a broken hand.

The snow blowing in Iraq is equivalent to dealing with the disabled, with little pressure.

A finger wind shakes the scar man away. Yi blows snow to stretch his right finger and hits a silver needle.

"Whew!"

The cold silver needle bursts out, scarred man can't dodge. He accidentally gets a silver needle in his left hand. The cold suddenly spreads from his left hand, and the flesh and blood are frozen.

Scar man's face is fierce. He turns his right hand, takes out a dagger, and slashes at his left hand.

Blood gushed like a note. Scar man's left hand was cut on the ground. He immediately turned the real Qi to seal the meridians and stop the blood gushing out.

"Second brother!!!" Try to pretend that the man yelled, and his face became a little ugly.

"Where are you looking?" Shen waves a cold hum, seize the opportunity, and then eyes a coagulation, a hard slap in the past.

Seeing Shen Lang's slap, Jin pretends to be a man. He's shocked. He has no time to defend and dodge. He can only watch Shen Lang's left palm clap on his right shoulder.

"Bang", accompanied by a crisp sound, the clavicle of the man's right shoulder was shaken and burst with blood.