Seeing the speed of Shen Lang is so fast, Yang Tong Tian is a little flustered. He feels that he can't hide, so he has to use his full strength to hit out his hands to try to resist the attack of Shen Lang.

"Boom."

Another big bang.

Yang Tong Tian stepped back a dozen steps, and the green bricks under his feet were all cracked.

"What kind of boxing is this? It's so powerful! " Yang Tong Tian's old face couldn't hide his shocked expression. The boy's casual fist almost didn't stop him.

The beautiful face of Hua Ziling, who was watching the battle on one side, also flashed a glimmer of surprise. The power of the fist technique made by this smelly man is too domineering, and I don't know where to learn it from?

Yang Tong Tian's forehead is sweating. With only two moves, he has a preliminary judgment on Shen Lang's strength.

It's terrible!

He knew that Shen Lang was good at Sabre technique, but this kid didn't even use a sabre, so he could use a set of strange fist techniques to play such a powerful force, and Yang Tong Tian was suddenly a little scared.

In terms of internal power, Shen Lang is still a little inferior to Yang Tong Tian, but it is better to be pure. On Kung Fu, Shen Lang will end the abuse of Yang.

The joyous rhyme of yin and Yang is a mental skill at the prefecture level, including all kinds of matching martial arts.

Shen Lang's seven wound fist, shenzhao Sutra and seven kill sword are all heaven level skills, and their abilities are naturally different. Although the cultivation of Shen Lang is weaker than that of Yang Tong Tian, this disadvantage has long been made up for by the advantages of Shen Lang's skill.

"Die for me!" Yangtong sky a violent drink, the whole person as a gymnast general jump up, in the mid air to launch a palm, hard toward the shenlang forehead clapped over.

Shen Lang directly hits back with Shenglong fist, which instantly defeats Yang Tong Tian's palm wind.

"Dong!" A heavy muffled sound came, and Yang Tong's right palm and tiger's mouth cracked and bled.

He hit with all his strength, not only failed to knock down the Shen wave, but also injured himself.

Yang Tong Tian's face was unbelievable. He felt that Shen Lang's fist was just like a violent bomb, powerful and terrifying.

Shen Lang grins. He almost knows what Yang Tong Tian is.

With such a good live target, it's better to try your own martial arts.

Shen Lang takes a deep breath, suddenly takes a horse stance, holds his breath and concentration, his arms are full of blue tendons, and a lot of vigorous wind is lingering around him.

After the fall of Yangtong sky, I saw the momentum of shenlang rising, and I was awestruck.

He quickly used his kung fu to activate the vigorous Qi shield and put on a defensive posture.

After the waves have been built up, their eyes are like electricity, and their steps are like the wind rushing towards the Yangtong sky.

"Seven injuries formula!"

With a sound of fierce drinking, Shen Lang's double fists come out together, and a violent air flow sweeps out of Shen Lang's heart, carrying an unparalleled power.

This is the seventh move and the most powerful move of the seven injury boxing. Even the heavy steel plate can be smashed by this fist.

Shen Lang's double boxing turned into countless boxing shadows in one time, which was unreal.

Yang Tong takes a breath of cold air. He doesn't know where Shen Lang's fist will hit him.

"Drink!" Yang Tong Tian also shouted and launched two palms for full defense.

"Dong!" A muffled sound of.

The shield of vigorous Qi was broken instantly. Shen Lang hit Yang Tong Tian's waist and abdomen heavily with two fists that were howling in the fierce wind.

"Poof!"

The burst fist wind even tore Yang Tong Tian's coat. Yang Tong Tian took a big breath of blood and nearly fell to the ground after smashing his body for more than ten meters.

Yang Tong Tian's mouth is full of blood, and his ribs are broken. You can clearly see the two fist marks that his abdomen collapsed into. The blood around the fist marks is dripping.

I don't know. I thought Yang Tongtian's abdomen was pierced by Shen Lang's double fists.

Shen Lang takes back his fists and smiles like a devil.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion among the disciples of the two groups, which was just a few moves. Shen Lang seriously injured Yang Tongtian, which proved that the strength gap between the two sides was huge, and a huge wave broke out in the hearts of the people.

The disciples of the Yin and Yang gate are as rustic as the earth. I can't imagine that their leader was knocked down so easily. Now the Yin and Yang gate is going to die.

"Hum, I'm good at it. I didn't disappoint the palace leader." Hua Ziling's eyes flashed a glimmer of splendor. It must be said that Shen Lang's strength opened her eyes.

Mingming a few months ago, she could still beat this smelly man recklessly, but after a few months, he had become so fierce. I don't know how he practiced.

Hua Ziling thinks that he may not be able to win Shen Lang.

"Door master!"

Seeing Shen Lang's attack on Yang Tong Tian with a strange fist technique, Yang Chong can't stand any longer. He immediately rushes up, eyes like a torch, holds a long sword and stabs Shen Lang severely.

"How could this guy be a troublemaker?" Shen Lang was very upset. He jumped up and dodged a blow.

Yang Tong Tian also got up from the ground, swallowed a healing pill in a hurry, and shouted with twisted face: "Shen, I will kill you!"

Although he had several broken ribs, he was able to suppress the injury and attack.

"A good duel, so quickly broken the rules? If I can't win, I'll find a helper. " Shenlang sneered.

"Little nonsense, you don't want to leave the gate of yin and Yang alive today!" Yang Chong roars and raises his sword.

"YANGCHONG, let's kill this boy together!" Yang Tong sky roared and clapped at the Shen wave with one hand.

"Good!" Yang Chong stabbed at Shen wave with a long sword.

See two people at the same time toward their own attack, Shen wave raging, damn, these old things really every one of them keep their word!

Shen Lang immediately turns the divine light on the Sutra, excites the vigorous Qi of the body protector, and begins to parry the attack of the two men.

The three soon got involved in a fight. If you kill anyone in Shangyang Tongtian or YANGCHONG alone, Shen Lang will kill 100%.

But under the eyes of the two people together, Shen waves win by half.

The attack of Yang Tong Tian and Yang Chong is like a storm. The waves are falling back. He smacks his lips and shouts to Hua Ziling, "Hua Ziling, what are you doing? Come and help me! "

"Hum."

Hua Ziling's arrogant cold hum didn't mean to make a move.

"Palace master, don't you go to help Mr. Shen..." An elder of the Jade Maiden palace couldn't see it anymore. He leaned forward and said to Hua Ziling.

"If you don't want to say more, our Lord has his own plan." Hua Ziling waved his sleeves and continued to watch the battle coldly.

"Hua Ziling, what do you mean by TM? I asked you to come here to help! " The more the waves beat, the more angry they were, the louder they could not help shouting.

"Shen Lang, aren't you very fierce? I don't think a dozen or two is a problem for you. I'm too lazy to fight. " Hua Ziling's mouth curved, showing a smile of banter. She had to be angry with this smelly man.

"Fuck, huaziling, you are a dead eight!" Shen Lang scolded angrily.

The woman dared to pit him. Shen Lang was furious.