In just a moment, Yin Zhiping was dragged over by Yin Junjie, and seeing that his son's fingers were cut off twice, Yin Junjie's face was gloomy and terrifying. Dust, → Literature, √ Learning

"Who!"

Seeing that Yin Zhiping was dragged away, Shen Lang's face changed, and he immediately chased after him, and a snowflake divine palm slapped towards Yin Junjie.

"Kid looking for death!"

Yin Junjie saw that Shen Lang was just in the early stage of the realm, so he also slammed out a palm, his face was full of violence, and he wanted to slap Shen Lang to death with one palm.

"Bang!"

The two palms collided, stirring up a huge wave of qi.

Shen Lang took four or five steps back to stabilize his body, and his whole body was full of qi and blood, but he was not seriously injured.

Compared with the martial arts cultivation in the middle of the realm, Shen Lang's internal strength is still much inferior to Yin Junjie, but he has the advantage of martial arts.

Yin Junjie also took a half step back, and was taken aback in his heart, he thought that with a palm he struck with all his strength, even if he couldn't kill this kid, he could make this kid seriously injured, right?

But he never imagined that this kid would be able to take his palm, but he just took a few steps back.

This couldn't help but make Yin Junjie suspect that Shen Lang was still not in the early stage of the realm.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank, if it was Bi Neili, he would definitely not be Yin Junjie's opponent, but he could avoid his shortcomings.

Between the lightning and flint, Shen Lang used the snowflake divine palm to pierce the clouds and hit Yin Junjie.

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

Yin Junjie couldn't help but be furious when he saw that Shen Lang not only didn't retreat, but also hit him, he couldn't help but be furious, it was really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs! A kid in the early stage of the questioning realm dared to make a move against him, who was in the middle of the questioning realm.

Shen Lang struck out the snow-piercing cloud-piercing style, Yin Junjie hurriedly parried, and the two quickly got entangled together.

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

Shen Lang's palm wind is extremely fast, like snow flying with the wind in the clouds, elegant and smart, the trajectory is changeable, and the power is not bad.

"What kind of palm technique is this, the speed is so fast!" Yin Junjie became more and more frightened the more he struck. ^

Yin Junjie is disabled, with only one left arm, and he was gradually overwhelmed by Shen Lang.

"Boom!"

The two faced each other again, and this time Yin Junjie did not take any advantage.

The vast majority of palm techniques, at the moment of strike, need to be charged, and this kind of fast palm naturally can't hit much power.

After a palm, Shen Lang's move was not finished, he quickly put forward a breath of true qi, raised his left palm, drew a semi-circular arc trajectory, and then turned to hit Yin Junjie's right shoulder.

Yin Junjie's pupils suddenly dilated, how could it be? How could he still have the strength to hit himself with his left palm?

Generally speaking, after the Asking Realm Martial Cultivator strikes out a palm, the strength and internal force should be unloaded, and there is no spare strength to continue to hit the same palm for a short time. It's hard to imagine how Shen Lang did it!

This is the essence of the first style of the snowflake god palm, which is different from the ordinary palm technique, the snow-piercing style is not a straight one-move, but can high-five at any time.

Caught off guard, Yin Junjie slapped Shen Lang on his right shoulder, and he was beaten and vomited blood.

Seeing Shen Lang slap again, Yin Junjie was finally shocked, the whole process was less than a tenth of a second, he didn't have time to defend and dodge, he could only watch Shen Lang's left palm slap on his right shoulder.

With a "bang", accompanied by a crisp sound, Yin Junjie's right shoulder collarbone was cracked, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth went up, and the corners of his mouth showed an evil smile, and he was unlucky, and he struck out the third form of the Snow Flower Divine Palm, and the frost was piercing.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Shen Lang hit Yin Junjie's chest with a palm.

"Poof!"

Yin Junjie's face was distorted, and blood spurted wildly.

"I'll spare you my life first!"

Shen Lang sneered, raised a kick, and kicked Yin Junjie, who was already full of meat and vegetables, out more than ten meters away.

"Boom!"

After a parabolic movement, Yin Junjie fell to the ground, and blood was still spilling from his mouth and nose.

Seeing that Shen Lang was able to beat his father away, Yin Zhiping was so frightened that he felt bad, thinking that this was not a dream, why was he so powerful in the early stage of the realm?

Shen Lang's flowing set of palm techniques made Feng Luan a little breathtaking. Even though Feng Luan was born in the Kunlun Mountain Enchantment and had seen a lot of the world, he rarely saw such a subtle palm technique as Shen Lang.

Shen Lang strode forward and walked in front of Yin Junjie, and Feng Luan also walked up.

"What do you want to do!" Yin Junjie's face was extremely ugly, he couldn't beat a single Shen Lang, let alone Feng Luan in the middle of the realm.

Yin Zhiping even shrank to the side, trembling with fright.

"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 delusional attempt to break into my Tianji Gate!" Yin Junjie gritted his teeth and said, listening to the tone obviously softened.

"Fart, your son brought us here, and you almost killed us, shouldn't this account be properly calculated?" Shen Lang said coldly.

Yin Junjie didn't dare to provoke Shen Lang, and decided to save his life, he immediately said: "Shaoxia, you also killed the red crystal centipede I raised, as well as a high-level disciple of Tianjimen, my son Yin Zhiping was also abolished by you with two fingers, this matter will end here." ”

Shen Lang said, "When I'm an idiot?"

"A word of warning, we have no obligation to negotiate terms with the weak!" Feng Luan stepped forward and pointed a sword at Yin Junjie, his delicate face covered with frost.

Yin Junjie panicked, and said stubbornly: "The old man is wrong, I shouldn't have broken the iron rope to plot against you, the old man's life, you can take it." ”

"No, no, no, I'm not going to kill you. Shen Lang smiled.

Seeing that the killing intent on Shen Lang's body disappeared, Yin Junjie immediately breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that Shen Lang might not be so ruthless, and he might be able to shake hands and make peace if he said a few good words.

Thinking of this, Yin Junjie immediately said: "The young man is young, and his strength is already so high, he can be called a genius! The old man can see such a genius as the young man in this life, and he will die without regrets." ”

This praise seemed a bit outrageous, and Yin Junjie's old face turned red.

Yin Junjie actually thought wrong, Shen Lang was a ruthless person, he didn't kill Yin Junjie just to ask where the cultivation resources of the Tianji Gate were hidden.

Shen Lang sneered: "Old man, I have always killed anyone I want, don't think I'm good at talking." Acquaintances, you hurry up and take out all the cultivation resources of the Heavenly Machine Gate, otherwise I can make the entire Misty Island disappear!"

Yin Junjie's old face changed color, and he was extremely unwilling in his heart, it was not difficult for Shen Lang to kill himself, and it was not so easy to deal with the entire Tianji Gate, and it was even more of a fool's dream to make Misty Island disappear.

Feng Luan also felt that Shen Lang's threat seemed to be a bit exaggerated.

Shen Lang didn't talk nonsense, he took out his military ID card from his body and threw it to Yin Junjie to see.

"Huaxia Guozhong General Rank, General Military Adviser of the Longteng Special Forces Force. Yin Junjie was shocked, this title seemed 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." ”