Shen Lang didn't want to talk nonsense, so he pushed out his right palm and struck forward with a snowflake divine palm. Dust↓緣↖ ↘文文網

"Boom!"

The cold palm wind struck towards Yin Zhiping in an instant, and the momentum was amazing.

Yin Zhiping was taken aback, he didn't have time to think about why Shen Lang could still hit the internal force, seeing the sudden palm wind, Yin Zhiping could only strike a palm to resist in a hurry.

"Poof!"

Yin Zhiping opened his mouth and vomited blood, and the whole person flew seven or eight meters away without any suspense, and fell heavily to the ground, with a frightened expression written on his face.

is also a martial artist in the early stage of the realm, Shen Lang's strength is much higher than Yin Zhiping.

Shen Lang sneered secretly in his heart, he had also fought with some early-stage martial cultivators in the Asking Realm before, and this Yin Zhiping was the most popular early-stage martial cultivator in the Asking Realm that Shen Lang had encountered.

Yin Zhiping is the young master of the Tianji Gate, since the catastrophe 22 years ago, the masters of the Tianji Gate have all died, but there are still enough cultivation resources in the sect.

It doesn't take Yin Zhiping much talent to have a large amount of talent, a large number of Lingyun stones can also feed his cultivation to the early stage of the Questioning Realm, and Yin Zhiping used the Lingyun Stone to feed it to the early stage of the Questioning Realm.

Yin Zhiping, as the young master of Tianjimen, usually has no sense of crisis, let alone any experience, and his strength is naturally very good.

"Aren't you poisoned?" Yin Zhiping exclaimed as he fell to the ground.

Receiving Shen Lang's snowflake divine palm, Yin Zhiping trembled all over, feeling a cold air rushing in his body, and his body and limbs couldn't lift his strength.

"With your IQ still young, do you think everyone is as mentally retarded as you?" Shen Lang sneered.

"You" Yin Zhiping wanted to refute but didn't dare to refute, he was frightened by Shen Lang's strength, and felt that he was not an opponent at all.

Feng Luan also walked out of the hut and happened to see this scene.

Shen Lang pulled out the blood drinking knife and put it on Yin Zhiping's neck.

"I want to ask you some questions, you'd better answer them truthfully, otherwise, you will definitely regret it!" Shen Lang said with a gloomy face.

Yin Zhiping, as the master of the young sect, is usually high, where has he suffered such a crime, he couldn't help yelling in his mouth: "Boy, you'd better let me go, otherwise our Tianjimen will definitely not let you go!"

Shen Lang felt tired in his heart, this Yin Zhiping really had a problem with his brain, and if he didn't give him an unforgettable lesson, this guy really thought that he didn't dare to kill him.

"Huh!"

A white light flashed, and before Shen Lang could make a move, Feng Luan pulled out the soft sword on his waist, and cut off a finger of Yin Zhiping's right hand with a sword, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"Whew!"

Yin Zhi's face was distorted, and he let out a scream like a ghost crying wolf.

Feng Luan's face was like frost, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If you dare not say it, next time it will not be your finger that will be cut off, but your entire right hand!"

Yin Zhiping was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, he never dreamed that Feng Luan would be so ruthless, and immediately begged for mercy: "I said it, I will say it!"

"How many masters in your Tianji Sect are above the middle of the realm?" Shen Lang asked directly about the key.

"Four or four! My father, and the other three elders, are all in the middle of the realm!" Yin Zhiping said tremblingly.

Shen Lang had been a killer for a long time before, and he was the best at this kind of torture, and he could see that Yin Zhiping was not lying.

If there were really four mid-realm martial cultivators, this Heavenly Machine Gate would still be a little tricky.

"Including the disabled old man from before?" Feng Luan asked coldly.

Yin Zhiping immediately said: "Yes, yes, that's my father, and there are three elders, they are all disabled."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Lang and Feng Luan's eyes lit up.

Since they are disabled, their combat power must be halved, and the faces of Shen Lang and Feng Luan quickly became relaxed.

For Wu Xiu, the human body is a natural big array, and the lack of arms and legs means that this big array lacks the necessary parts, and the strength must be halved.

If a certain mid-realm martial artist is disabled, then his strength must be far worse than the normal mid-realm, at most he can only be regarded as half of the mid-realm, after all, a disabled person who lacks arms and legs will definitely not be able to drink a normal person.

"Why are all of you Tianjimen four mid-realm martial cultivators disabled?" Shen Lang asked again.

"That's because" Yin Zhiping hesitated a little, he felt that he had revealed too much?

Feng Luan's starry eyes flashed with a cold light, and he waved the soft sword in his hand and cut off a small thumb of Yin Zhiping's right hand.

"Ahh

A terrible howl followed, and Yin Zhiping's face turned pale.

"To say or not to say?" Feng Luan pressed the soft sword, Yin Zhiping was so frightened that he didn't doubt that if he didn't say it, this woman would cut off one of her hands without hesitation.

In order to save his life, Yin Zhiping didn't dare to think carefully, so he had to explain honestly.

It turned out that this Tianjimen encountered a major catastrophe twenty-two years ago, and a peerless female demon broke into the misty island and slaughtered all the masters of the Tianjimen.

The previous strength of the Tianji Gate was very strong, not even weaker than the eight major sects of the Kunlun Mountain Enchantment, and the previous Tianji Gate Master even had the strength of the early stage of the Transformation Realm.

However, he was killed by the female demon who suddenly broke in, not only that, but no one was spared from the martial arts cultivation above the Tianji Gate Asking Realm, and only four disciples of the Asking Realm survived, but four of them were cut off their hands and feet and became disabled.

Now, one of the four surviving Wenjing martial cultivators has become the master of the door, that is, Yin Zhiping's father, Yin Junjie. Three others became elders.

After hearing this story, Shen Lang and Feng Luan both felt that Tianjimen was indeed a bit too miserable, but this matter had nothing to do with them.

Shen Lang pondered, since Tianjimen was so good in the past, there must be a lot of good things.

Sure enough, Shen Lang asked something from Yin Zhiping's mouth, that is, about the cultivation resources of the Tianji Gate.

Yin Zhiping was fed with a large number of Lingyun Stones, and in the early stage of the Questioning Realm, Tianjimen not only had a large number of Lingyun Stones, but also seemed to have a large number of pills and some precious medicinal materials.

But where the cultivation resources of the Tianji Gate are hidden, Yin Zhiping doesn't know.

"I've told you everything I should explain, please let me go!" Yin Zhi said flatly.

"Let you go, hehe, it's a dream!"

This thing almost killed himself, and Shen Lang would never let him live. Seeing that Yin Zhiping had lost his use value, Shen Lang set up a blood drinking knife and prepared to send Yin Zhiping back to the west with a knife.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout at the bottom of the cliff.

An old man rushed over, and this person was Yin Junjie, the master of the Tianji Gate.

Yin Junjie rushed over with lightning speed, trying to drag Yin Zhiping over with one hand, and Feng Luan was a little surprised by the speed.

This disabled old man is estimated to have practiced some advanced light exercises, otherwise it would not be possible to be so fast!