From ancient times to the present day, the following is where men are most vulnerable.

When Zhao Lang hadn't started to practice martial arts, he completely abolished the tall and tall Iron Tiger with a trick to tease the yin legs, and at this time he refined the first leg of Peach Blossom Island's whirlwind sweeping leg legs, and then kicked Ding Mian's balls, where is there a second result.

The egg was broken, Ding Mian suddenly lost his combat effectiveness, and he had no power to parry, and in just three or five breaths, he was hit by Zhao Lang in dozens of moves, slaps, steamed bun fists, and kicking ass, Zhao Lang had no scruples, how to be comfortable, how to beat, how to get angry.

After a fat beating, Ding Mian turned into a pig brother and lay in front of Zhao Lang, without a piece of good meat on his face, and he couldn't even stand up.

And Fei Bin can only watch with his eyes blank, and there is nothing he can do at all, because he ...... couldn't catch up with Zhao Lang's speed at all, and he couldn't even hit it, let alone rescue Zhao Lang and Ding Mian.

Ding Mian held the balls and fell weakly in the house, obviously completely losing his combat effectiveness. The corners of Zhao Lang's mouth hooked slightly, and he showed a playful smile at Fei Bin, who had a cautious face: "Senior Fei, come on! Teach me a lesson for my master, didn't you say it?"

Fei Bin's face was extremely ugly, at this time, where could he still be unclear, this young man was clearly pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he was not his opponent at all.

"You...... What do you want to do, if you ......" Looking at Ding Mian, the junior brother who was squatting aside and covering his crotch, Fei Bin's face turned pale, "I warn you, no...... Don't mess around, otherwise our Songshan faction will not give up. ”

"Do you want to give up?" Zhao Lang smiled coldly, the true qi in his hand was mobilized again, and he stepped on the horse. The right palm is overturning. Punch out. "I want to see how you Songshan faction can give up if you are not good!"

As soon as the word "Hugh" came out, Zhao Lang's palm power had already been slapped, and a clear dragon chant sounded in the void, threatening the world.

Fei Bin's face changed greatly, and at this time, he felt an incomparably powerful threat in Zhao Lang's body, this powerful pressure. In the past, he had only felt it in the body of his senior brother Zuo Lengchan.

"Songyang Divine Palm!" At the last moment, Fei Bin didn't have the heart to think about it anymore, and reflexively summoned up the twelve successes, urging the Songshan faction's peerless Songyang Divine Palm to hit Zhao Lang.

"Shocked Baili!" Seeing Fei Bin facing himself head-on, the corners of Zhao Lang's mouth showed a sneer of mockery, just Songyang Divine Palm, and he dared to take the power of the world's first palm method to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, it was simply beyond his strength!

Roar!!!

The dragon's groans in the void became clearer. A dark red dragon phantom condensed by true qi poured out from Zhao Lang's palm and hovered above Zhao Lang's right hand. Reflecting Zhao Lang's long hair dancing wildly, it is like a dragon god, majestic in the world.

"How can he relieve the twelve palms of the dragon descending from the wind!" Yue Buqun's pupils shrank, and he stood up suddenly, at this time, the dragon descending palm method has been lost to the six forms, and it is in the name of the eighteen palms of the dragon that will no longer be lowered on the rivers and lakes, and only the twelve palms of the dragon are left in the rivers and lakes, "He reconciled the wind ......"

"Oh! I almost forgot, Guo Daxia is the son-in-law of Peach Blossom Island, and Brother Zhao, as the heir of Peach Blossom Island, can descend the dragon and twelve palms in a few moves, which is not a strange thing. Perhaps, not only the twelve palms of the dragon descending, but the remaining six palms may also be inherited! It seems that ...... in the future."

Zhao Lang suddenly developed with all his might, no one expected that it was the palm of Zhao Lang and Fei Bin, and no one had time to intervene.

Bang!

The power of Songyang's palm and the power of the dragon descending collided together without reservation.

If it is said that the palm technique of the eighteen palms of the dragon is the overall emphasis on the combination of rigidity and softness, the force is ten points, and the back is twenty points, then the shock hundred miles is one of the variables.

Shocked by Baili, as its name suggests, a palm strikes, a hundred miles of echoes, there is no hand left at all, a move out, directly force thirty points, do not defeat the enemy, do not close the palm.

Under the power of Zhigang's palm, which shocked hundreds of miles, the palm power of Fei Bin's big Songyang hand was crushed devastatingly, and Zhao Lang's palm power drove straight in, hitting Fei Bin directly, slapping him out of the air several zhang away and hitting the wall.

Bang!

This wall is built of loess, and was directly knocked out of a "big" shaped pit by Fei Bin, Fei Bin was deeply embedded in it like that, and he didn't know how many ribs, hands and feet were broken, and he really couldn't break free for a while, and he looked embarrassed, so he didn't need to mention it.

"Don't mess with me, or I'll knock you into the wall, and you won't be able to pull out the buckle, and I don't believe it. Zhao Lang pursed his lips, returned to his seat and sat down, grabbed another chicken leg, and nibbled on it himself, "You have to try, you don't know how to be obedient after you have suffered hardship." ”

Quiescence......

The whole house was completely silent......

What is the situation? Defeated? Fei Bin and Ding Mian, who ranked first and third in the Thirteen Taibao of the Songshan Sect, even if they faced the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect such as Dingyi Shitai and Tianmen Daoren alone, they could resist hundreds of moves without falling behind, and if the two of them joined forces, even a first-class peak master like Yue Buqun would not dare to win easily.

But in the face of Zhao Lang, they were defeated, and Fei Bin was even slapped down by the eighteen palms of the dragon with one move, which was completely hard, and there was no water at all.

God, is this still human? Did he cultivate from his mother's womb?

Almost all the older generation of people present felt that their hearts had been hit by 10,000 points of damage, which was too shocking, they had been practicing for decades, and it was not easy to have such a little skill, especially a seventeen or eighteen-year-old hairy child, who was actually more powerful than himself, which made these seniors who relied on the old and sell the old on weekdays still have face!

At this time, the faces of the young disciples such as Ling Hu Chong and Yi Lin were overflowing with surprise and admiration, while the faces of the older generation were ugly.

Yue Buqun smiled bitterly, he had learned from Zhao Lang many times, and he thought that he knew Zhao Lang's strength, but now it seems that what he knows is only part of Zhao Lang's strength.

"Okay, Senior Liu," Zhao Lang held the chicken leg in his mouth, looked at Liu Zhengfeng, and said with a smile, "These messy people have been cooked by me, what should you do!"

At this time, where could Liu Zhengfeng not understand that Zhao Lang was helping him, and there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes, so he ordered someone to set up the golden basin again and prepare to wash his hands again.

"Today, I, Liu, washed my hands of gold and withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and no longer paid attention to the disturbances of the righteous path and the devil's path on the rivers and lakes. Liu Zhengfeng's hand reached into the golden basin, and the ceremony of washing hands in the golden basin was officially completed.

At this moment, there was a neighing of horses outside the door, and a middle-aged strong man wearing a red long-distance running and a red fire crown strode in. The man looked around, saw the tragic situation of Ding Mian and Fei Bin, and then saw Liu Zhengfeng's hands that had been immersed in water, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Senior Brother Liu, haven't you received my order flag?

That person is the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, the head of the Songshan faction, Zuo Lengchan (to be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued......)