Just now, when Shen Lang's true energy suddenly recovered, his breathing was slightly rapid.

This tiny detail was discovered by the young man in white robe.

"I forgot that there is a small fish here!" The young man in white robe snorted coldly, and slowly turned around with a dark smile.

Being targeted! Shen Lang quickly suppressed his breath and tried not to let the young man in white robe notice that he was threatened.

The young man in white robe came over. Shen Lang was about to dodge his way, but his big hand was already grabbing his forehead.

This claw was as fast as lightning, and Shen Lang had no time to dodge.

Can't escape! The strength of this young man in white robe is even slightly stronger than Yun Luoxue, and he is completely different from himself! Shen Lang did not admit defeat, so he bet that the martial artist in the realm of the Questioning Realm would not kill himself! As long as he had time to catch him, he could use a seven-injury punch.

Shen Lang clamped his hands into fists, calming his energy and concentrating his mind.

Facts proved that Shen Lang had the right bet! Seeing that Shen Lang's breath was weak, this young man in white robe was dispersed, thinking that as long as he put a little force, he could squeeze Shen Lang's head out.

Therefore, the young man in white robe did not use any strength at all, and he was too lazy to even use his internal strength.

Although some martial artists have strong physical bodies, their heads are the same as normal people. Unless they practice the use of a useless martial artist, such as the Iron Head Kung Fu, it is basically impossible for a martial artist to practice the brain very hard.

But Shen Lang is an alien. Because of practicing the Divine Radiation Sutra, his body meridians and bones have been reshaped many times, and his head is much harder than normal people.

After the young man in white robe grabbed Shen Lang's head, he found that Shen Lang's head was extremely hard and he felt a little unable to pinch it.

Just by using this force, Shen Lang's head could be squeezed, but the young man in white robe didn't want to suddenly splash out blood and brain plasma to stain his clothes, so he secretly used his true qi to use fingering.

"Drink!" Shen Lang seized the opportunity, shouted softly, and used his fists together, and made a seven-injury fist style. The young man in white robe showed a disdainful smile on his face. Shen Lang's fists looked at him in a dull way, just like a kid fighting.

He was too lazy to dodge and was about to kill Shen Lang, an annoying little fish with his fingers.

The move routine of Qishen Fist is relatively simple, straightforward, but it is more powerful than just a little bit.

Seeing that the young man in white robe did not dodge, God gave him a good opportunity! Shen Lang's fists hit the young man in white robe's chest! A loud "dong!" sounded like a bomb exploded.

"Puff!" Shen Lang spitted a mouthful of blood first, covered his chest, and half knelt on the ground.

The young man in white robe had his eyes wide open, and he lowered his head to look at the two fist marks that had collapsed in his chest, and then looked at Shen Lang, with disbelief on his face.

He blew a big mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and trembled all over.

Success! Shen Lang endured the severe pain from his chest and was extremely happy.

The young man in white robe was trembling and his face looked like earth. He was about to take out a bottle of healing pills from his sleeve.

This guy is still alive! After being attacked at that level, this young man in white robe can survive? He is worthy of being the young master of the Yin-Yang Sect.

Shen Lang's face darkened, and he didn't care about the stinging pain coming from his chest. He immediately stood up, and blood was still gushing out of the corners of his mouth.

He used all his last strength to lift a large stone bench next to him and smashed the young man in white robe's forehead! "Boom!" Another loud bang.

Just like the sound of a watermelon being smashed by a hammer, the young man in white robe had his head smashed by a huge stone bench, his brain exploded, and his blood was splattered.

Shen Lang gasped heavily, feeling his chest was about to explode, and he couldn't help but vomit another mouthful of blood.

The young man with white robe twitched a few times, and died in an instant! He probably never dreamed that his young master of Yin-Yang Sect, who had been wise and had picked up countless girls, would be killed by an unknown little character! Shen Lang's eyes were full of stars and collapsed to the ground, and he was still a little shocked. Fortunately, he had bet right! It was Shen Lang's luck, otherwise the brain burst would be that he would not be the young man with white robe, but him.

Yun Luoxue and Yi Chuxue were shocked. Before they could react to what happened, the young man in white robe had been killed by Shen Lang's stone bench? Yi Chuxue's face was slightly stunned, and the crystal tears on her eyelashes had not dried yet. She was a little doubtful that she had read it wrong.

Is this what Shen Lang did? The young man in white robe was smashed into pieces, and the blood clots on the ground were clearly visible, which was shocking and terrifying! In this way, this young man in white robe really could not die anymore.

This person is a master in the middle stage of the Questioning Realm, and was actually killed by Shen Lang, the early stage of the Questioning Realm. This is too exaggerated.

"Seven... Injury Fist!" Yun Luoxue's pretty face suffocated slightly.

Seeing the terrifying power contained in Shen Lang's fists and the bursting sound, Yun Luoxue's heart was filled with storm! Yun Luoxue had the honor of seeing elders of the family use the seven-injury fist in his family. Although it seemed ordinary when he punched, the sound was extremely loud when he hit something, and it had a great effect.

It can even hit a huge rock into powder! Even in Linhai Tianshan Mountain, Seven Injury Fist is a top-notch martial art with great reputation.

"Seven Injury Fist... This is the secret of the two major families of the Yun family and the Yi family. It is not necessarily possible for the elders of the clan to learn it. How could he..." Yun Luoxue's pretty face changed color. She tried her best to get up and question Shen Lang, but unfortunately she still couldn't move her whole body.

Due to the side effects of the Qishen Fist, Shen Lang suffered severe internal injuries and fell to the ground, losing his strength to speak, and bleeding continued to bleed on the corners of his mouth.

The first time he used the Zangli Art without reservation, the load on his body was too great, and his heart meridians were almost shattered! Shen Lang struggled to sit up, just as he was about to recover from meditation, but he felt dizzy and fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Although the threat has been lifted, the medicine has not been relieved, and the two beauties are still weak and weak. Ibukiyuki even has the tiny movement of raising his hand.

"Don't worry about that, Sister Luo Xue, please see if there are any healing pills on your body. Take it to Shen Lang quickly. He was seriously injured.

"Ibuki Xue said in panic.

Yun Luoxue's inner strength is deeper than Yi Chuxue, and he can barely act.

Maybe Shen Lang saved their lives, Yun Luoxue also abandoned her prejudice, took out a porcelain bottle from her arms with difficulty, put on her own clothes, climbed to Shen Lang, and poured a few elixirs for healing in his mouth.
Chapter completed!