In just a moment, Yin Zhiping was pulled over by Yin Junjie. Seeing that his son's fingers were cut by others, Yin Junjie's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Who!" Seeing that Yin Zhiping was dragged away, Shen Lang's face changed and he immediately chased him. He slapped Yin Junjie with a snowflake palm.

"Boy is looking for death!" Yin Junjie saw that Shen Lang was not in the early stage of the inquiry realm, and he took advantage of the situation and suddenly slapped Shen Lang to death with a violent look on his face.

"Bang!" The two palms collided, causing a huge wave of air.

Shen Lang took four or five steps back to stabilize his body, and his qi and blood surged all over his body, but he was not seriously injured.

Compared with the martial arts practitioners in the middle stage of the Interrogation Realm, Shen Lang's internal strength is still much worse than Yin Junjie, but his advantage lies in his martial arts.

Yin Junjie also took a step back and was shocked. He thought that even if he could not kill this kid, he could seriously injure this kid, right? But he never expected that this kid could take over his palm, but he just took a few steps back.

This made Yin Junjie wonder if Shen Lang was still in the early stage of the world.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank slightly. If he was comparing with his internal strength, he would definitely not be Yin Junjie's opponent, but he could avoid his shortcomings.

In the flash of lightning, Shen Lang used the snow-floating style of the snowflake palm and rushed towards Yin Junjie.

Although the other party is in the middle stage of the questioning state, he is just a disabled person and may not be his opponent! Shen Lang also wants to test his strength.

Seeing that Shen Lang did not retreat, Yin Junjie was furious, and he saw that he did not retreat, and he was furious. It was really a fucking tiger and Pingyang were bullied by a dog! A boy in the early stage of the questioning realm dared to attack him in the middle stage of the questioning realm.

Shen Lang attacked the snow-filled clouds, and Yin Junjie quickly resisted, and the two soon fought together.

At first, Yin Junjie decided to teach Shen Lang an unforgettable lesson, but soon he realized something was wrong.

Shen Lang's palm wind was extremely fast, just like snow flying in the clouds, floating and agile, with varying trajectories and powerful.

"What kind of palm technique is this? It's so fast!" Yin Junjie became more and more shocked as he beat.

Yin Junjie is a disabled person with only one left arm, and he is gradually being suppressed by Shen Lang to breathe.

"Boom!" The two of them met again, and this time Yin Junjie did not take any advantage.

Most palm techniques require accumulation of power at the moment of attacking, so this fast palm naturally cannot produce much power.

After one palm, Shen Lang made no end to make a move. He quickly raised his left palm and drew a semicircular arc track, then turned to Yin Junjie's right shoulder.

Yin Junjie's pupils suddenly dilated. How could it be? Why did he still have the remaining strength to hit him with his left palm? Generally speaking, after a martial artist in the field of Questioning should have both his strength and internal strength removed. He did not have the remaining strength to continue to hit the same palm for a very short time.

It is hard to imagine how Shen Lang did it! This is the essence of the first move of the Snowflake Palm. Unlike the ordinary palm techniques, the Flying Snow Passing Cloud Style does not have only one move, but can be used at any time to hit the high fives.

Unable to defend, Yin Junjie was hit by Shen Lang's right shoulder, and he was beaten so hard that he vomited blood.

Seeing Shen Lang hit another slap, Yin Junjie was finally shocked. The whole process took less than a tenth of a second. He had no time to defend and dodge, so he could only watch Shen Lang slapped his left palm on his right shoulder.

With a "bang", accompanied by a crisp sound, Yin Junjie's right shoulder clavicle was shattered and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Shen Lang raised his mouth upwards, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He reversed his true energy and attacked the third posture of the Snowflake Palm, which was biting with frost and cold.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Shen Lang hit Yin Junjie in the chest with a palm.

"Puff!" Yin Junjie's face was twisted and blood blew.

"Save your life first!" Shen Lang sneered, raised his foot, and kicked Yin Junjie, who was already confused, out of more than ten meters away.

"Dong!" After a parabolic movement, Yin Junjie fell to the ground, and blood was constantly overflowing from his mouth and nose.

Seeing that Shen Lang could actually knock his father away, Yin Zhiping was so scared that he was so upset that he thought that this wasn't a dream, why was even a martial artist in the early stage of the Questioning Realm so powerful? Shen Lang's palm technique, like a flowing water, made Feng Luan a little amazed.

Even though Feng Luan was born in the Kunlun Mountain barrier and had seen many worlds, she rarely saw such exquisite palm techniques as Shen Lang.

Shen Lang strode forward and walked to Yin Junjie, and Feng Luan also walked up.

"What do you want to do?" Yin Junjie's face looked extremely ugly. He couldn't beat Shen Lang, let alone Feng Luan in the middle stage of the Questioning Realm.

Yin Zhiping even hurried aside, trembling with fear.

"Old man, don't blame me for bullying the disabled. I was almost killed by you before. You are retribution!" Shen Lang snorted coldly.

"That's because you want to break into my Tianji Sect!" Yin Junjie said gritting his teeth, and his tone was obviously giving in.

"Fuck! Your son brought us here, and you almost killed us. Should we calculate this account carefully?" Shen Lang said coldly.

Yin Junjie didn't dare to anger Shen Lang, and decided to save his life. He immediately said, "Young hero, you also killed the Red Crystal Centipede I raised, and a high-level disciple of the Tianji Sect. My son Yin Zhiping was also ruined by you. This matter ends here.

"Shen Lang laughed: "Do you think I'm an idiot?" "Warning you, we have no obligation to negotiate terms with the weak!" Feng Luan walked forward and pointed at Yin Junjie with a sword, her delicate face covered with frost.

Yin Junjie panicked and said, "I'm wrong. I shouldn't have cut off the iron chain and plotted against you. You can just take my life with me.

"No, no, I won't kill you."

"Shen Lang smiled.

Seeing that Shen Lang's murderous intent disappeared, Yin Junjie immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that Shen Lang might not be that cruel. He could shake hands and make peace by saying a few good words.

Thinking of this, Yin Junjie immediately said: "The young hero is young and his strength is so high, he can be called a genius! I can see such a genius as a young hero in this life, and I will die without regrets.

"This praise seemed a bit outrageous, and Yin Junjie's old face turned red.

Yin Junjie was actually wrong. Shen Lang was a cruel and ruthless person. He didn't kill Yin Junjie just wanted to ask where the Tianji Sect's cultivation resources were hidden.

Shen Lang sneered: "Old man, I have always killed anyone I want to kill. Don't think I'm easy to talk to.

If you know the truth, hurry up and take out all the cultivation resources of the Tianji Sect, otherwise I can make the entire Misty Island disappear!" Yin Junjie's old face changed color, and he was extremely unwilling to accept it. It was not difficult for Shen Lang to kill himself, and it was not that easy to deal with the entire Tianji Sect. It was even more terrifying to make the Misty Island disappear.

Feng Luan also felt that Shen Lang's threat seemed a bit exaggerated.

Shen Lang didn't say nonsense. He took out the officer's certificate from his body and threw it to Yin Junjie for a look.

"The rank of Lieutenant General of China and General Military Consultant of the Longteng Special Forces Forces.

"Yin Junjie was shocked. This title seemed very powerful.

Shen Lang sneered: "Misty Island is not big or small, but more than a dozen missiles can still be blown into flat ground.

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