Just for a moment, Yin Zhiping was dragged by Yin Junjie. Seeing his son's fingers cut two, Yin Junjie's face was gloomy and terrible.

"Who!"

Seeing Yin Zhiping being dragged away, Shen Lang's face changed, and he immediately chased him. The snowflake God's palm slapped Yin Junjie hard.

"Boy, I want to die!"

When Yin Junjie saw that Shen Lang was just asking about the situation, he took advantage of the situation and slapped him violently. He wanted to beat Shen Lang to death.

"Bang!"

The two palms collided, causing a huge air wave.

Shen Lang took four or five steps to stabilize his body. His Qi and blood were surging up, but he was not seriously injured.

Compared with the martial arts training in the middle period of Wenjing, Shen Lang's internal power is still poor, and Yin Junjie has many advantages.

Yin Junjie also took a step back. He was shocked. He thought he could hurt the boy even if he could not kill him?

But he never thought that the boy could take his hand, but he just stepped back a few steps.

This can not help but make Yin Junjie doubt that Shen Lang is still in the early stage of questioning.

Shen Lang's eyes shrink. If it's Bi Nei power, he is definitely not Yin Junjie's opponent, but he can avoid his shortcomings.

Between the electric light and the flint, Shen Lang uses the flying snow and piercing cloud style of the snow God's palm and strikes at Yin Junjie.

Although the other side is in the middle of the situation, he is only a disabled person, and he may not be an opponent! Shen Lang also wants to test his strength.

Yin Junjie saw Shen Lang not only didn't retreat, but also hit him. He couldn't help but furious. What a special thing is that the tiger has fallen and Pingyang has been bullied by the dog! A kid in the early stage of questioning also dares to attack him in the middle stage.

Shen Lang hit the snow and cloud, Yin Junjie quickly parried, two people soon tangled together.

At first, Yin Junjie also decided to give Shen Lang an unforgettable lesson, and soon he found that there was something wrong.

The wind of Shen Lang's palm is very fast, just like the snow in the clouds flying with the wind. It is elegant and flexible, and its track is changeable and its power is not vulgar.

"What is this? How fast Yin Junjie is more and more frightened.

Yin Junjie is disabled. He has only one left arm, and he can't breathe.

"Boom

Two people are again in the palm, this time Yin Junjie did not take advantage of any.

The vast majority of palm techniques need to accumulate strength at the moment of striking. Naturally, this kind of quick palm can't produce much power.

After one stroke, Shen Lang can't finish his moves. He quickly puts forward a breath of genuine Qi. He lifts his left palm and draws a semicircular arc track. Then he turns to hit Yin Junjie's right shoulder.

Yin Junjie pupil suddenly enlarges, how possible? How could he hit himself with his left hand?

Generally speaking, the strength and internal power should be removed after the martial arts practitioners of the state of Wen have hit one hand. There is no spare force to continue to hit the same palm in a very short time. It's hard to imagine how Shen Lang did it!

This is the essence of the first move of the snow God palm. Different from the ordinary palm technique, the flying snow and piercing the cloud move is not straight forward with only one move, but can clap hands at any time.

Unable to defend himself, Yin Junjie was slapped by Shen Lang on his right shoulder and was beaten to vomit blood.

Seeing Shen Lang hit again, Yin Junjie was shocked. The whole process was less than one tenth of a second. He had no time to defend and dodge. He could only watch Shen Lang slap his left hand on his right shoulder.

With the sound of "bang", accompanied by a crisp sound, Yin Junjie's right shoulder clavicle was cracked and a mouthful of blood was ejected.

The corner of Shen Lang's mouth is lifted upward, showing a strange smile. He is in a bad luck, and hits the third move of snow God palm, which is frosty and piercing to the bone.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Shen Lang hits Yin Junjie in the chest.

"Poof!"

Yin Junjie's face is twisted and his blood is gushing.

"Save your life first!"

With a sneer, Shen Lang raises his foot and kicks Yin Junjie, who is already seven meat and eight vegetables, more than ten meters away.

"Dong!"

After a parabola movement, Yin Junjie fell to the ground, his mouth and nose were still bleeding.

Seeing that Shen Lang could beat his father to fly, Yin Zhiping was scared to death. He thought that this was not a dream. How could he even ask how the martial arts were so powerful in the early stage of the state?

Shen Lang's set of palms like clouds and flowing water makes Feng Luan some amazing. Even though Feng Luan was born in Kunlun Mountain and had seen a lot of things in the world, he rarely had such exquisite palm techniques as Shen Lang.

Shen Lang strides forward and comes to Yin Junjie. Feng Luan also comes up.

"What do you want?" Yin Junjie's face is extremely ugly. He can't beat a Shen wave, let alone ask Feng Luan in the middle of the state.

Yin Zhiping was even more cowering on one side, shivering with fear.

"Old man, don't blame me for bullying the disabled. I was almost killed by you before. You are retribution!" Shen Lang snorted coldly.

"That's your delusion to break into my heavenly gate!" Yin Junjie clenched his teeth, listening to the tone is obviously soft."Fart! It was your son who brought us here, and you almost killed us. Should we make a good account of it? " It's dark and cold.

Yin Junjie did not dare to infuriate Shen Lang, so he decided to protect his life. He immediately said, "young Xia, you also killed my red crystal centipede, and a high-level disciple of Tianji gate. My son Yin Zhiping also lost two fingers by you. This is the end of the matter."

"When I am an idiot?" Shen Lang said

"To warn you, we have no obligation to negotiate terms with the weak!" Feng Luan stepped forward and pointed a sword at Yin Junjie. 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, no, no, I won't kill you." Shen Lang smiles.

Seeing Shen Lang's killing intention disappear, Yin Junjie immediately breathes a sigh of relief. He feels that Shen Lang may not be so cruel, and he may shake hands with a few good words.

Thinking of this, Yin Junjie immediately said: "young Xia, you are so young that your strength is so high. You can be called a genius! I have no regrets to see such a talented young Xia in my life. "

this seems to be a bit exaggerated, Yin Junjie's face is red.

In fact, Yin Junjie was wrong. Shen Lang was a ruthless man. He didn't kill Yin Junjie. He just wanted to ask where the cultivation resources of Tianji gate were hidden.

Shen Lang sneered: "old man, I always want to kill anyone. Don't think I'm good at talking. Wise, you should take out all the cultivation resources of Tianji gate, or I can make the whole Misty Island disappear

Yin Junjie's old face changed color, and he was extremely unwilling. It was not difficult for Shen Lang to kill himself, nor was it so easy to deal with the whole tianjimen. It was even more absurd to let Misty Island disappear.

Feng Luan also felt that the threat of Shen Lang seemed to be exaggerating.

Shen Lang didn't talk nonsense. He took out his officer's certificate and threw it to Yin Junjie.

"General of Huaxia state, general military adviser of Longteng special forces." Yin Junjie's whole body is shocked, this appellation seems to be very powerful.

Shen Lang sneered: "Misty Island is not big or small, but a dozen missiles can still be blown to the ground."

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