Yi Fei, who was watching the battle, also felt a storm in his heart, and his eyes burst out with light.

The Seven Injury General Proof, he could use the Seven Injury General Proof so lightly? Is this kid's Seven Injury Fist already Mahayana?

Yi Fei was a little unacceptable. You should know that the Seven Injury Fist is the strongest technique he practiced. After practicing hard for more than ten years, he achieved some success.

He can also use the Seven Injury General Proverb, but he must have a short time to accumulate momentum, and he cannot do the same as Shen Lang's kind of releasing and releasing freely. It is absolutely only by practicing the Seven Injury Fist to the Mahayana martial arts practice that he can do that.

Just after seeing Shen Lang's punch, Yi Fei's self-esteem was severely frustrated.

Few people have seen the Divine Zhao Sutra, but most of the Yi family disciples have seen it. When Shen Lang suddenly hit a powerful Seven Injury Principle, a group of Yi family disciples were dumbfounded.

One blow to know the depth.

Shen Lang felt a little surprised. Although the power of the Seven Injury Fist is a little higher than that of Mount Sumeru, it is a lower level of heaven, and the gap between the skills itself is not big.

He used only 80% of his strength in the seven-injury Technique in the past, and then repelled Zhao Gang.

Logically speaking, it should not be that easy. It may be because of my pure and thick internal strength, and the black and golden true qi in the dantian is much thicker than the normal true qi.

Shen Lang finally felt the effect brought by the Nine-Colored Bone Ring.

After taking Shen Lang's punch, Zhao Gang's qi and blood surged. Seeing that his full strength did not knock down Shen Lang, he was suppressed by the other party, Zhao Gang's face became very ugly and he felt embarrassed.

"Just this little strength? I'm so embarrassed to shout." Shen Lang sneered, showing a look of contempt.

"You are just lucky just now. How can your strength be compared with me? Death!" Zhao Gang was furious, stepped on his feet, rushed towards Shen Lang again, and used the Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm.

Shen Lang still did not dodge or avoid, and used the seven-injury fist to fight back.

The two fought together.

A series of strong winds came, and a strong wind blew up in the middle of the martial arts training ground.

A large number of children of the Yi family watched the duel attentively. Whether it was Zhao Gang or Shen Lang, they could represent the peak of the strength of the younger generation of martial arts cultivators.

The attack power of the Seven Injury Fist is higher than that of Mount Sumeru Divine Palm, but the defense power is a little worse, but Shen Lang is more skillful in using it.

Although Zhao Gang's Mount Sumeru Divine Palm has been Mahayana, it is still a bit stiff when used.

In addition, Shen Lang has rich experience in the enemy and has the protection of the Divine Radiation, Zhao Gang could not enter Shen Lang's body at all, and his palm power could not break Shen Lang's protective energy.

After less than a dozen rounds, Shen Lang grabbed a flaw and hit Zhao Gang in the chest and abdomen with one punch.

There was a dull "dong".

Shen Lang's fist was like a bomb, Zhao Gang opened his mouth and was blown away.

Zhao Gang flew seven or eight meters away and hit the ground heavily, unable to get up.

The audience took a breath of cold air.

In just over ten seconds, Zhao Gang was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up, and he was beaten.

Those who were watching were all martial artists, so they naturally knew how big the gap between the two sides was.

Yi Fei was also full of shock and disbelief. Shen Lang's strength was so powerful? It seemed that he was the frog in the well.

"You! Cough cough..." Zhao Gang was covered in blood and suffered severe internal injuries. The huge gap in strength finally brought him back to reality.

Shen Lang still kept his hand with his punch, but did not hurt Zhao Gang too much. After all, the other party was the son of a master of the Void Realm, and he didn't want to do it too much.

"It's obvious who wins and who loses, right?" Shen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Gang who fell to the ground, and looked at Yi Tianfeng and Zhao Jin.

Yi Tianfeng was secretly happy, but he didn't expect Shen Lang to be so strong. Shen Lang was calm and much better than Zhao Gang's arrogance. It just so happened that he fell in love with his daughter again. Isn't that a good thing?

Yi Tianfeng suddenly felt that Shen Lang was the good son-in-law who fell from the sky. As for Zhao Gang, he had already been abandoned by him.

"Senior Zhao, the duel has ended. Look at whether it is time to propose marriage..." Yi Tianfeng said respectfully, secretly looking at Zhao Jin's face.

Zhao Jin's old face turned black and his mood was extremely bad. Zhao Gang lost the duel and the duel was a little bit small, but he, a master of the Void Realm, ran over to propose marriage in a low voice, but was rejected. It was so embarrassing to spread it!

"Senior Zhao, the winner is decided. Now it's time to withdraw from this marriage, right?" Yi Chuxue bowed carefully and said. "No, Chuxue, I didn't lose! What I am good at is not palm techniques, but sword techniques! I can't lose to this garbage!" Zhao Gang got up from the ground, his eyes were about to split, pulled out the long sword from his waist, endured his internal injuries, and stabbed Shen Lang with one sword.

go.

Although Zhao Gang's sword was fierce, his body was already injured and could not exert much power.

Shen Lang was a little angry. He had already shown mercy on his hands just now, but this guy didn't appreciate it. So Shen Lang was no longer polite. He pushed his palms and shot out a snowflake palm. The cold palm wind swept towards Zhao Gang.

“Bold!”

Zhao Jin was so angry that Shen Lang's attack would inevitably cause Zhao Gang to be seriously injured. This kid was really arrogant and dared to attack his son!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jin flashed to the center of the martial arts training ground like a phantom. With a casual wave of his sleeves, an astonishing wave of air directly pushed Shen Lang's palms out and the Yin and Cold Palm Wind defeated.

Shen Lang was hit by the wave of air and flew more than ten meters away, falling heavily to the ground, with a trace of blood spilling out of the corner of his mouth.

Hua Ziling was just closer to the direction where Shen Lang fell, and her pretty face changed slightly. She subconsciously ran forward and helped Shen Lang up.

"Are you okay?" Hua Ziling frowned.

Seeing that the person coming was Hua Ziling, Shen Lang was a little surprised and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a little hurt."

Shen Lang said this, but a storm broke out in his heart. It was the first time he saw the martial arts cultivator in the Void Realm take action.

That huge pressure is truly unparalleled! The opponent only used one or two percent of his strength, and a wave of air that could hurt him at will. It is really hard to imagine how powerful the Void Realm master is.

"Wow!"

The Yi family members in the audience were in an uproar, and the Yi family disciples showed a hint of indignation in their eyes.

It was obviously a duel, but he actually came out to protect his shortcomings! Although Zhao Jin was a powerful man in the Void Realm, his behavior made the Yi family disciples feel a little ashamed.

Yi Tianfeng immediately walked onto the martial arts training ground and stopped Shen Lang in front of him. He was a little worried that Zhao Jin would take action again.

Ibukixue also ran over. Seeing Shen Lang being injured, she lost her appearance and tears burst out in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I'm all I have implicated you."

"Father, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this kid!" Zhao Gang's face was extremely distorted and he rushed forward.

Seeing that Ibuki Xue actually cried for this man, he wanted to kill Shen Lang!

"Come back!" Zhao Jin shouted violently and captured Zhao Gang with a big hand.

"Father, let go of me, I'm going to kill him!" Zhao Gang gritted his teeth, wishing to tear Shen Lang alive.

"You have lost all your face!" Zhao Jin was furious and slapped him.
Chapter completed!