Before Xiao Yinjian could open his eyelids, he only felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a big hammer, and a huge force came to him, Xiao Yinjian didn't have time to react at all, so he swung up along the rope that hung him, and with a loud "bang", it slammed into the ceiling.

By the time Xiao Yinjian hung on the rope and swung back, Boss Zhao and the others had already discovered that there were cracks in the ceiling where Xiao Yinjian had hit! Boss Zhao was still very clear about his own industry, and the construction of this building was completely high-quality building materials, and there was no way to cut corners.

The so-called "men come out to mix, just rely on thick skin", after several years of practice, Xiao Yinjian's skin thickness may not have increased much, but its incomparable strength is enough to be called a man among men. Therefore, if it was just Huilun's strength, Xiao Yinjian would be beaten to chest tightness for a while at most, and it would be nothing, but the problem is that Huilun's blow is not just powerful enough, he is a master of the house!

Swinging around on the sling, Xiao Yinjian had no time to enjoy the fun of this free swing, at this time, a strange force rushed around in his body, like a knife, cutting and cutting in his body fiercely, Rao is Xiao Yinjian has tasted all the pain in the past few years, and his endurance is extraordinary, and he can't help but roar at this time.

"Huh, there are some doorways!" Hui Lun also showed a curious look on his face.

Through the palm just now, Hui Lun has tried out that Xiao Yinjian's practice is definitely not any kind of horizontal kung fu that he knows, such as the Golden Bell Jar and the Iron Cloth Shirt, and even, Hui Lun didn't even find that Xiao Yinjian had any internal force, and his palm power was not hindered at all, and it was like a bamboo, attacking the opponent's body and wantonly destroying it.

However, if Xiao Yinjian is just an ordinary person who doesn't understand martial arts at all, it doesn't make sense. Hui Lun knows very well how strong he is after the completion of his divine skills, although he only used thirty percent of the internal force in the palm just now, it is enough to crack the stone and open the stele, not to mention ordinary people who do not know martial arts, even ordinary martial artists, they will also be beaten by this palm The meridians of the whole body are broken, and the blood in the mouth is spraying wildly, even if a life can be saved, it will inevitably be removed.

And now, Xiao Yinjian only had a painful look on his face, and only snorted, with such a strong ability to resist fighting, it seems that Boss Zhao is right, this guy really has a pair of steel and iron bones. Hui Lun thought in his heart, added two more successes, and then slapped the second palm.

The first blow was almost scattered, and seeing that the second palm was more powerful, even though Xiao Yinjian loved to find and draw, he didn't dare to take it hard with his flesh and blood now, and he struggled hard, tore off the rope that hung him for a long time, and fell to the floor.

However, what kind of person is that Hui Lun, how could he easily let Xiao Yinjian, who did not know any martial arts, escape? I saw that Hui Lun kicked Xiao Yinjian, who had fallen halfway, high again, and his second palm was firmly imprinted on his back.

Suddenly, Xiao Yinjian only felt that it was dark in front of him, and a stream of bloody blood came out of his throat, but before he could vomit blood, he had already flown out of the air, knocked down two rows of torture racks, and knocked out a human-shaped pit in the wall, and then slipped to the ground, until this time, Xiao Yinjian had time to spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and the person also fell to the ground weakly, completely motionless.

"Slap, slap, slap, slap......" applause rang out at the door.

Boss Zhao stepped into the torture chamber with a smile on his face, applauded and said with a smile: "The master is really good at kung fu, that kid was extremely tough just now, but in the master's hands, he couldn't even hold a palm." ”

Zhang Long and the others who followed behind Boss Zhao were even more amazed, they had personally experienced the strength of Xiao Yinjian's body, no matter how they tossed, they could never hurt that kid in the slightest, but this Shaolin monk slapped lightly, and the kid was beaten to spit blood, which is not something that can be pretended casually.

"Is that kid dead?" Boss Zhao leaned over with a smile, he couldn't help laughing when he saw Xiao Yinjian's tragic situation, and said happily: "Boy, do you really think that after practicing a little kung fu, you will be invincible in the world? Aha......" As he spoke, Boss Zhao wanted to go over and step on Xiao Yinjian's corpse.

Hui Lun waved one hand and stopped Boss Zhao, only to see his eyes staring at Xiao Yinjian tightly, and said lightly: "Mr. Zhao be careful, this guy is still weird, it's not so easy to hang up." ”

Before the words fell, Xiao Yinjian bounced off the ground violently, staring at Huilun with a wary face.

The palm just now almost took half of Xiao Yinjian's life, such a powerful palm, Xiao Yinjian is so big and it is the first time he has encountered it, but it is also such a fierce force, Xiao Yinjian's benefits are also unprecedented, according to the mysterious mantra, the heat flow instantly traveled all over the body, and his injuries were mostly healed, although he has not fully recovered, but it is definitely not as serious as he looks on the outside.

Knowing that the monk was difficult to deal with, Xiao Yinjian wanted to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, looking for an opportunity to escape, or make a sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the monk's vigilance was so high, so he had no chance to take advantage of it, so he had to jump up, his head turned desperately, thinking of a way to escape.

Seeing that Xiao Yinjian was not only not dead, but could also jump up so flexibly, Boss Zhao was startled, kicked back a few steps back, and shouted: "Stop him, Master Huilun, stop him!"

"Mr. Zhao is relieved, but Jiao Huilun is here, this kid can't think of hurting you in the slightest. Hui Lun said in a deep voice, and at the same time, it was exactly the same palm, and he slapped it towards Xiao Yinjian for the third time.

Facing the moment of life and death, the heat in Xiao Yinjian's body turned sharply, and he watched the momentum of Huilun's iron palm with all his attention, not daring to be careless at all. Maybe it was the relationship of concentration, or maybe it was the help of physical heat, Xiao Yinjian found that the monk's movements had slowed down a bit.

"I've really improved my skills. Xiao Yinjian was overjoyed, although he was silent on the surface, his self-confidence had recovered a lot, and he used all his strength at the moment to meet Huilun's palm with a punch.

At the moment when the palm of his fist was about to be connected, Xiao Yinjian only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the palm in front of him disappeared without a trace. Xiao Yinjian was taken aback, but because he used too much force, he couldn't recover the punch he made, and the feeling of hitting the empty space with all his strength made him so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood again.

With the perversion and strength of Xiao Yinjian's body, even if he was injured and vomited blood, it would be a matter of seconds to recover, but how could Hui Lun allow him to have time to meditate and recuperate from his injuries? Before Xiao Yinjian could withdraw his fist, the palm that had disappeared before was suddenly imprinted under his ribs. This time, Hui Lun used ten success forces, and after several crisp sounds of "Karala", none of the ribs on Xiao Yinjian's side were still intact.