"Oh no, the Cloud-Pengzing Palm just now made the true qi in the body start to get disorder again.

"Shen Langxin suddenly sank.

You can't delay. Before your strength remains, you must fight quickly! Seeing that Shen Lang vomited blood, Hunting Blade and A Long were overjoyed, thinking that Shen Lang had been hit by their palm attack just now and had to be injured.

This kid is nothing special.

Along grinned and said, "This kid has been seriously injured, but he is just at the end of his strength. Let's get on!" The hunting blade sneered and rushed towards Shen Lang first, sweeping towards Shen Lang's head like a whip leg.

Shen Lang shrank his eyes and made a dragon-catching hand, grabbing the hunting blade's right leg like lightning.

Hunting Blade was shocked and felt that his right leg was as if it was pinched by iron pliers and could never be taken back.

I wondered in my heart that Shen Lang was injured by vomiting blood? How could he still take over Tan's legs with all his strength? Shen Lang pulled and pinched, and directly crushed the bones of the hunting blade's legs to pieces! A crisp "crack" sound, and the strong pain made the hunting blade's face distorted.

"Hmph!" Shen Lang swung casually, and the hunting blade was thrown away, hitting heavily on the wall, making a heavy muffled sound.

"It's useless!" Along spitted with a gloomy face, stared at Shen Lang with red eyes, and his right palm strengthened his true energy, as if he wanted to accumulate momentum to use the strongest attack.

Shen Lang's eyes were like torches, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and the blue veins on his right arm burst out! A trace of black air flowed out.

"Go to death!" Along let out a violent roar, and suddenly slapped Shen Lang, catching Shen Lang's heart.

Shen Lang looked blind and saw that this palm was about to slap Shen Lang's chest. Along used all his internal strength to increase his output, showing a ferocious expression that he vowed to slap Shen Lang to death.

In the flash of lightning, Shen Lang raised his head slightly and punched him straight.

"Hmph!" Along had a hint of disdain on his lips, and he thought Shen Lang had punched randomly in desperation.

For martial arts practitioners, palm techniques are the most respected, finger techniques are second, and boxing techniques are the least up-to-earth.

The warrior uses internal force, and the palm of his palm exudes internal force, which is huge and powerful, while the fist only carries internal force, as fast as thunder, just like the difference between the sea and thunder.

Although thunder and lightning are strong, they are far less vast than the sea.

Generally, only low-level martial artists can use boxing, and high-level martial artists look down on people who use boxing.

Unfortunately, Aaron didn't know that there was a boxing technique called Seven Injury Fist that was an alien.

Seeing Shen Lang's punch, Along wanted to block Shen Lang's attack like this.

In his opinion, those like boxing are relatively low-end, and I guess Shen Lang's move will not cause any harm.

The next moment, the whole palms intersected.

"Crack!" The sound of bone breaking came, and Aaron's face twisted in an instant.

Along originally thought that his palm could defend against Shen Lang's attack, but he didn't expect it to be so ridiculous! Shen Lang broke his right arm with one punch, and his bones were broken into several pieces. His entire arm was scattered by Shen Lang's punch, and his blood surged wildly.

Before Shen Lang's punch could be stopped, he smashed straight into Aaron's face.

Along's pupils suddenly expanded, and he could not dodge his right fist inch by inch by inch by inch by no means. It was impossible for him to dodge again! The next moment, like the sound of a heavy object hitting a watermelon, half of Along's head was blown open by Shen Lang's punch! Blood was soaring, blood clots were scattered, mixed with brains, eyes and other turbid filth, and he could not die again! Shen Lang's punch was like a bomb, and it was shocking to be able to exaggerate such a strange force! Along's terrible body fell in a pool of blood, and he couldn't believe it until he died. What kind of boxing technique can have such an exaggerated power? The principle of the Seven-Injury Fist is that one punch contains multiple forces, either hard or feminine or soft, or soft, or hard, or straight, or send straight, or shrink.

It is stimulated by the true energy and its own strength, causing multiple forces to erupt in a misalignment with each other, which produces the effect of a "bomb".

Not to mention a five-star master like Aaron, even a six-star master, even if he has reached the middle stage of Zhigang, he will be killed even if he is directly affected by Shen Lang's half-baked seven-injury fist.

Hunting Blade, who was lying on the corner of the wall, twitched all over, and his face turned completely horrified.

Although Hunting Blade had guessed that Shen Lang might be more difficult, he really didn't expect Shen Lang to be so strong in his dream.

Damn, this kid has been hiding his strength before! Luo Tianyao's fate should be like this when he gets into such a bad star! Shen Lang took a few breaths. Although the old man taught him the seven-style seven-injury fist, his power was pretty good.

After using a seven-injury punch, he consumed a lot of true qi that he could only control. Now the disordered true qi in his body is becoming less and less controlled, and a severe stinging sensation comes from the heart and lungs.

Enduring the pain in his heart and lungs, Shen Lang's eyes locked on the hunting blade in the corner and strode over.

The hunting blade was not willing to submit. He jumped with one foot, his face full of ferocious expression, and a palm slashed at Shen Lang's forehead, as if he wanted to take a gamble.

Unfortunately, the hunting blade that has become half a useless man does not pose any threat to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang kicked with a sudden kick.

"Boom!" Shen Lang hit the opponent's lower abdomen with a firm foot, and blood spurted from the hunting blade. He flew seven or eight meters away and landed on the foot of the sofa.

"Cough cough..." Liebing covered his lower abdomen and kept coughing out blood from his mouth.

Shen Lang walked forward with a expressionless face and stepped on the face of Hunting Blade.

"Luo Tianyao's lackey, you can mess with me, Shen Lang, but if you dare to bully my woman, you are seeking death.

"Shen Lang grinned, and a strong evil aura was emitting all over his body.

The hunting blade was trembling all over. He always felt that he was very strong. He was a powerful master at least and would rather die than beg for mercy to the enemy in a low voice.

But the huge fear before his death was overflowing in the heart of Hunting Blade, which instantly defeated the little will and belief in Hunting Blade's heart. He was really unwilling to die just like this. He gritted his teeth and begged for mercy: "Shen...Mr. Shen, no...I'm not bullying Miss Su, please spare my life, I'm grateful for it. As long as you let me go, I can tell you any news about the Luo family!" "I want me to let you go? Dream!" Shen Lang's face could not tell the joy and anger, and he increased the strength on his feet.

"Ah!!!" The severe pain and torture made Hunting Blade unable to help but wail.

Soon, the bridge of the hunting blade was broken by Shen Lang's feet, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, which looked a bit terrible.

At this moment, Shen Lang was no different from a bloodthirsty demon, and there was no slight sympathy in his heart.

Continue to increase the strength on his feet, the head of Hunting Blade was trampled to pieces, and after his hands and feet twitched a few times, he was unconscious and was trampled to death by Shen Lang.

The hall was filled with blood corpses, which looked creepy at first glance.

Shen Lang picked up the sharp knife on the ground and cut off the hunting blade's head with a blank expression.

After doing all this, Shen Lang turned his head and walked towards the bedroom door on the right side of the suite.

Luo Tianyao was hiding in the bedroom, and Shen Lang's main target of entering the Haizheng Group Building was Luo Tianyao.

With a loud "boom", Shen Lang kicked open the bedroom door, and wood chips flew.

Luo Tianyao inside was so scared that he trembled all over, his hands tremblingly holding the gun, and looked at Shen Lang in great horror: "You... don't come over, come over again... I'll shoot! Hunting... Uncle Hunting Blade, come... come and save me!" Luo Tianyao yelled in panic.

"Are you talking about him?" Shen Lang snorted coldly and threw the thing in his hand over.

Looking at the flying thing, Luo Tianyao subconsciously reached out to take it, but unexpectedly it was a bloody head! It was a hunting blade! Luo Tianyao's hair was standing up all over his body, and he sat on the ground in fright, and the gun in his hand shook off.
Chapter completed!