Guan Gong doesn't open his eyes, he wants to kill when he opens his eyes.

At the point where Shen Lang is at this point, he can completely hide his essence and qi.

Especially with the operation of the breath accumulation technique, his whole person is like a sharp sword in the sheath, and the slightest edge is not revealed!

But when he suddenly rushed out at full speed, and when he threw a punch towards the drunken thousand cups, his whole temperament suddenly changed!

He was originally peaceful and gentle, but suddenly turned into a demon knife out of the sheath!

Publicity, domineering!

Twisting, stepping, shrinking, sinking shoulders, side waist......

"Erupt!"

Shen Lang's action seemed to be a smooth flow, although it seemed to be a very direct punch, but his whole body was cooperating with this punch, and all his muscles were mobilized!

The thunder power of the whole body was also instilled into it, and even the power of the Heavenly Demon and the power of the Chaos God Body were invoked.

This punch integrates the essence of many boxing techniques learned by the Emperor of War, and it is the most suitable boxing method for strength martial artists.

When a punch is struck, all the retreats of the drunken thousand cups have been sealed!

And all the possible movements and changes of the drunk thousand cups have been calculated!

The most important thing is that the place where this punch landed was finally determined by Shen Lang's delusional silver eyes...... The weakest point on the armor of the drunken thousand cups!

Except for the Taiji diagram that has the ability to devour without being used, this punch can be called the strongest punch that Shen Lang can inspire at this stage!

Drunk and careless, this really can't blame him.

It is impossible for anyone to believe that Shen Lang would have such a fierce force, nor would it be possible to believe that Shen Lang's speed would be so fast!

"Junior, you're looking for death!"

Drunk Qianbei felt the power in that fist, and his heart panicked for no reason.

If you want to dodge at this moment, it's too late.

Drunk Qianbei sneered in his heart, and stepped forward directly, concentrating his strength on his chest.

There is really an insurmountable gap between the cultivation of the two sides, and Drunken Qianbei is confident that he will take this punch, and then rely on the power of the shock to shatter all the bones in Shen Lang's body.

"Bang!"

Shen Lang's punch instantly hit Zui Qianmu's chest.

His bones were not broken, but his armor was broken by a thousand cups of drunken armor.

The blue-black armor of the drunken thousand cups let out a wail, and countless cracks immediately cracked!

"It can't be!"

Drunk Qianbei looked at this qiē with a shocked expression, and Hua Zhong and the others, who were originally sitting and watching, stood up in shock!

This armor is the first protection of a thousand cups, and the armor that can match the two heavenly powerhouses of the Xuanwu Realm, at worst, it should be a spirit-level four-grade or five-grade!

"Click!"

The stone slab under Zui Qianbei's feet shattered, and he stepped back, waving his fist and wanting to slam into Shen Lang's door.

But where will Shen Lang give him a chance?

Before he could gather his fists, his hands thundered like lightning, and he had already struck out six punches in an instant!

Every punch is in the same place!

That's the weakest point of the armor!

"Boom!"

At the moment when Zui Qianbei's right hand punch was thrown, the armor on his body shattered and flew out in all directions.

And Shen Lang's seventh punch broke through his spiritual power armor and instantly hit his body!

This style of play is exactly the same as the armor that abolished Shen Daofeng with one finger, directly destroying it from the weakest point!

The punch that Drunken Qianbei threw stopped halfway through, and his right hand was already limp and powerless.

Shen Lang bullied over, and his fist smashed into the door of the drunken thousand cups as fast as lightning.

"Ahh

Drunk Qianbei roared wildly, leaned back, tilted his head, and dodged the punch.

The fist wind flew in front of the drunken thousand cups, but he was not happy in his heart, Shen Lang's arm bent his elbow and slammed it down, and the position of the smashed was the position of the heart of the drunken thousand cups!

Because the clothes were long-sleeved, no one knew that Shen Lang's elbows had been covered with jet-black scales, and they could only faintly see a few traces of electric light being revealed.

A sharp wind formed at the tip of his elbow, and the fierce power accumulated on it, and the roar of thunder exploded, causing everyone around to look at each other and change color!

"Bang!"

The elbow struck Drunken Qianmu's chest firmly.

As the ripples spread, there was a faint click of bones.

Something happened that surprised everyone, the strength of the martial arts of the Xuanwu Realm was unimaginable, but the drunken Qianbei actually had his eyes prominent, his face flushed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof"!

"The powerhouse of the Xuanwu Realm Double Heaven was beaten by sixteen-year-old Shen Lang with his fists and elbows to the point of vomiting blood?"

The entire square froze......

Drunk Qianmu's body couldn't resist the fierce force, and he stumbled under his feet, and his body retreated.

But Shen Lang walked up closely, like a loach into Zui Qianmu's arms, constantly twisting back and forth, punching one punch after another on Zui Qianmu's body.

Bang bang!

The wind is blowing!

Every muscle and joint of his body seemed to be alive, and his movements were light, swift, and weird!

He pointed at the acupuncture point on Zui Qianbei's chest, but his hand was not withdrawn, his arm curled, and he directly bombarded a little below the acupuncture point with one palm!

Drunk Qianbei waved his hand to fight back, his arm had just moved, and before the muscles could exert force, they had already been buckled by Shen Lang at the joint, and a thunderbolt blasted in, instantly making his entire arm numb!

When Zui Qianbei finally seized the opportunity, his right hand attacked, but Shen Lang's figure moved to his left, making his punch stagger from Shen Lang's head, and Shen Lang took advantage of the momentum to shake his shoulder, and his left shoulder hit Zui Qianbei's chest!

Every part of Shen Lang's body became a weapon, attacking the past with strange and tricky speeds and angles.

I was so drunk that I wanted to vomit blood and kept retreating.

Not only is it difficult to attack, but even blocking seems to have lost its meaning!

"Bang bang bang!"

Shen Lang's speed is getting faster and faster, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Every time he punches ten punches, at least seven of them are on the various acupuncture points in the body of the drunken thousand cups, and each of these acupuncture points is the most necessary way for the flow of spiritual power!

This punch passed, if you slow down the movement, you will find that his movements seem to be depicting the spirit array diagram!

The boxing of each of these acupuncture points is a ban!

This prohibition tightly locked the spiritual power of the whole body of the drunken thousand cups, and set up many obstacles in the place where its spiritual power must pass!

And the remaining three punches were the explosion of Shen Lang's true strength, instilling thunder power and sword intent into it, wantonly destroying the meridians in Zui Qianbei's body, paralyzing his nerves!

"Bang bang!"

The drunken thousand cups of the dignified Xuanwu Realm Double Heaven fell into an incomprehensible dilemma in this weird storm-like play!

If the spiritual power does not work, the exercises will not be able to be performed, and the real power will not be able to burst out!

You can only use the power of your physical body to compete with Shen Lang!

But in terms of physical strength, he is not stronger than Shen Lang.

In the state of Shen Lang's outburst, the speed of drunk thousand cups was not much faster than Shen Lang, and he was tightly entangled by Shen Lang all the time......

No matter how he dodged, his hands wanted to attack or block, but he couldn't block Shen Lang's fist;

No matter whether he advanced or retreated, he couldn't hit Shen Lang or even block Shen Lang's attack!

Shen Lang seemed to have calculated all his movements clearly!

Obviously, Shen Lang was attached to his arms, and he imposed a ban on him punch by punch, making his spiritual power unable to operate, and he should quickly retreat to a safe distance, but whether he was walking left and right or moving back and forth, Shen Lang seemed to have become a maggot attached to the bone in a short period of time, and it seemed to have become his shadow!

It's just three breaths of time, "Bang bang bang!" "Drunk Qianbei has been punched more than forty times, and the fists are to the flesh!"

Every punch is a fusion of violent thunder and unimaginable sword intent!

Straight to the point of drunkenness, thousands of cups of qi and blood churning, the spiritual power in the body rushed left and right, completely out of control!

This situation is very similar to the madness of the exercises!

If it is not controlled, even if there is no attack from external forces, the average martial artist will lose half his life!

"How could a sixteen-year-old boy have such a subtle fist technique?

Drunk Qianbei, an irrepressible fear welled up in his heart.

"Bang ......"

No matter how Drunk Qianbei changes his movements and how he dodges, Shen Lang's fist can accurately hit him from an incredible angle!

Shen Lang took a strange step, punching out his fists and feet, making Drunk Qianbei feel like he was stuck in a quagmire, he couldn't use his strength at all, and he couldn't dodge, so he could only be beaten constantly!

"It's ...... What the hell!"

Drunken Thousand Cups is a Xuanwu Realm Double Heavenly Powerhouse, and the strength itself is not weak, and in fact, now the Shen Lang Heavenly Demon Body and the Chaos Divine Body have just been stimulated, and they have not yet had time to grow, purely in terms of strength, they are weaker than Drunken Thousand Cups.

But Shen Lang's fist fused with the thunder power of the most yang and the strongest, as well as the sword intent that had not been comprehended for a long time!

And it fuses the memory of the War Emperor, and also integrates the Battle Emperor's combat experience!

With a collection of weird fist techniques, he has complete insight into the next move of a thousand cups of drunken cups, and takes the lead!

This set of boxing methods calculates the ultimate that people can do, every bit of strength, every point of skill, all of which are calculated to the most accurate and subtle upheaval!

Moreover, the fist method is integrated with prohibition, which can prohibit and destroy the spiritual power in the opponent's body.

The thunder force continued to destroy and paralyze the meridians of the drunken thousand cups.

This qiē made Drunken Qianbei feel that Shen Lang was like his shadow, no matter how he shook it, he couldn't get rid of it!

And he himself is like a drunk, and he can't do it at all.

Coupled with Shen Lang's speed at the moment, this series of punches was like a raging storm, endless, and it didn't give Drunk a Thousand Cups a chance to breathe at all!

"If it goes on like this, it will never work!"

Drunk Qianbei slammed his right foot on the ground, and his body wanted to retreat quickly.

However, Shen Lang had really predicted all his possibilities......

As soon as the strength of the drunken thousand cups was concentrated on his right foot, Shen Lang's foot had already stepped on his toes at an extremely fast speed!

"Whew!"

Drunk Qianbei howled bitterly.

This time I stepped on it, drunk Qianbei howled while my body couldn't help but pour backwards!

"Old dog, you're good at barking!"

Shen Lang seized the opportunity, and once again smashed his elbow into the chest of the drunk Qianmu who fell backwards!

Zui Qianbei felt the terrifying power contained in it, and his face turned white at the moment, and he subconsciously blocked his right arm in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

Drunk Qianbei snorted, and under that strong force, his backward body was directly smashed to the ground.

The bluestone slabs on the ground were smashed and flew around, and smoke and dust were everywhere!

Shen Lang smashed Zui Qianbei down with one punch, without momentary stagnation, the power of the heavenly demon was immediately concentrated in his right foot, his toes bent slightly, and he kicked Drunk Qianbei's head on the ground.

Even if it is a strong person in the Xuanwu Realm, the head is a very fragile place, if you are kicked, you will not die or be disabled!