"Oh no, that Cloud Piercing Palm just now made the true qi in the body start to be disordered again. ↙ ↘ ↘ Shen Lang's heart sank suddenly.

can't be delayed, before your own strength still exists, you must fight quickly!

Seeing that Shen Lang vomited blood, Hunting Blade and Ah Long were overjoyed, thinking that Shen Lang had been injured internally by their palm attack just now.

This kid isn't that big of a deal.

Ah Long smiled and said: "This kid has been seriously injured, it's just the end of the crossbow, let's hurry up!"

The hunting blade sneered, and took the lead in rushing towards Shen Lang, and swept towards Shen Lang's head like a fierce whip.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank, and with a dragon grab, he grabbed the right leg of the hunting blade like lightning.

Hunter Blade was shocked, feeling as if his right leg was being clamped by iron tongs, and could not be retrieved. I wondered in my heart, didn't Shen Lang vomit blood and get injured? How could he still take Tan's leg with all his strength?

Shen Lang pulled and pinched, and directly pinched the leg bone of the hunting blade into pieces!

There was a crisp "click", and the intense pain distorted the hunting blade's face.

"Hmph!" Shen Lang shook his hand casually, and the whole person was thrown out of the hunting blade, slamming heavily on the wall, making a heavy muffled sound.

"It's really useless!" Ah Long snorted with a gloomy face, his eyes were red and he stared at Shen Lang, his right palm was strong and true, as if he wanted to gather momentum to make the strongest blow.

Shen Lang's eyes were like torches, his right hand was secretly clenched into a fist, and the green tendons of his right arm burst out!

"Death to Lao Tzu!" Ah Long let out a violent roar, and suddenly struck a palm at Shen Lang, directly hitting Shen Lang's heart.

Shen Lang looked blind, and seeing that this palm was about to slap on Shen Lang's chest, Ah Long used the internal force of his whole body to increase the output, revealing a hideous expression that vowed to slap Shen Lang to death.

In the midst of the lightning, Shen Lang raised his head slightly, and with a punch without fancy, he slammed straight over.

"Hmph!" Ah Long had a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, thinking that Shen Lang was a punch thrown indiscriminately in a hurry.

For Wu Xiu, the palm method is respected, the fingering method is secondary, and the boxing method is the least popular.

The warrior uses internal force, the palm spits out the internal force, the internal force is majestic, and the fist only carries the internal force, which is as fast as thunder, just like the difference between the sea and thunder.

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

Generally, only low-level martial cultivators will use boxing techniques, and high-level martial cultivators look down on those who use boxing techniques.

It's a pity that Ah Long didn't know that there was a boxing technique called Seven Wounds Fist that was an outlier.

Seeing Shen Lang's punch, Ah Long wanted to block Shen Lang's attack with his right palm. In his opinion, things like boxing are relatively low-end after all, and he doesn't expect Shen Lang to do any harm with this move.

The next moment, the palms intersect.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking followed, and Aaron's face distorted instantly.

Ah Long 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, his bones were broken into several pieces, and his entire arm was scattered by Shen Lang's punch, and blood surged.

Shen Lang's punch didn't stop, and he smashed straight into Ah Long's face.

Ah Long's pupils suddenly increased, and he saw Shen Lang's right fist approaching his cheek inch by inch, and it was impossible to dodge anymore!

The next moment, like the sound of a heavy object smashing into a watermelon, came over, and half of Ah Long's head was exploded by Shen Lang's punch! The blood was wild, the blood clots were scattered, mixed with brains, eyeballs and other turbid filth, and the dead could not die again!

Shen Lang's punch was like a bomb, it was shocking to be able to hit such a strange power!

Ah Long's miserable corpse fell in a pool of blood, and he couldn't believe it when he was dying, what kind of fist could have such exaggerated power?

The principle of the Seven Wounds Fist is that there are many forces in one punch, or fierce, or feminine, or rigid and soft, or soft and rigid, or horizontal, or straight forward, or inward.

Inspired by true qi and its own strength, it caused multiple forces to erupt out of place with each other for a while, which produced the effect of "bomb".

Not to mention a five-star master like Ah Long, even if a six-star master, even if his cultivation is in the middle of the middle of the world, he will have to die if he suffers Shen Lang's half-hung seven-wound fist head-on.

The hunting blade that had fallen in the corner of the wall twitched, and his face turned completely frightened.

Although the hunting blade had guessed that Shen Lang might be tricky before, he really never dreamed that Shen Lang's strength would be so strong.

Damn, this kid has been hiding his strength before!

If you provoke this kind of evil star, Luo Tianyao's fate should be like this!

Shen Lang took a few breaths, although the old man taught him the Seven Styles and Seven Injuries Fist, although he only learned a little bit of fur, but the power was not bad.

It's just that after using a Seven Wounds Fist, he consumed a lot of True Qi that he could only control, and now the disordered True Qi in his body is becoming more and more uncontrollable, and there is also a sharp stinging sensation in his heart and lungs.

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

Where is the hunting blade willing to comply, he jumped on one foot, his face was full of hideousness, and he slashed towards Shen Lang's head with one palm, as if he wanted to make a desperate bet.

It's a pity that it has become a hunting blade for half a wasted person, and it is far from posing any threat to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang kicked violently.

"Boom!"

Shen Lang's sturdy foot hit the opponent's lower abdomen, and blood spurted from the hunting blade, and the whole person flew seven or eight meters away and planted on the foot of the sofa.

"Ahem" The hunting blade covered his lower abdomen, and his mouth kept coughing up blood.

Shen Lang's face was expressionless, and he stepped forward and stepped heavily on the face of the hunting blade.

"Luo Tianyao's lackey, it's okay for you to provoke me Shen Lang, but a woman who dares to bully me is looking for death. Shen Lang grinned, exuding a heavy evil aura all over his body.

Hunting Blade trembled, he always felt that he had a backbone, he was a powerful master, and he would rather die than beg the enemy for mercy in a low voice.

But the great sense of fear before dying filled Hunting Blade's heart, instantly crushing the will and belief in Hunting Blade's heart, he was really unwilling to die like this, gritted his teeth and begged for mercy: "Mr. Shen Shen, it's not me bullying Miss Su, please spare my life, I Hunting Blade is grateful, as long as you let me go, I can tell you all the news about the Luo family!"

"Do you want me to let you go?"

Shen Lang's face couldn't see joy and anger, and he increased the strength on his feet.

"Ah!!h

The pain and torture were so intense that Huntblade couldn't help but wail.

Soon, the nose bone of the hunting blade was broken by Shen Lang's feet, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, which looked a little miserable.

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

Continuing to increase the force on his feet, the head of the hunting blade was trampled to pieces, and after a few convulsions of his hands and feet, he became unconscious, and was trampled to death by Shen Lang alive.

The hall was littered with bloody corpses, and it looked creepy at first glance.

Shen Lang picked up the sharp knife on the ground and cut off the head of the hunting blade with a blank face.

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

Luo Tianyao was hidden in the bedroom, and Shen Lang's main target for entering the Hisun Group building was Luo Tianyao.

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

Luo Tianyao inside was trembling with fright, holding the gun with trembling hands, and looked at Shen Lang in horror: "Don't come here, I'll shoot if you come over again!" Uncle Hunting Blade, come and save me!"

Luo Tianyao yelled in panic.

"You're 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 pick it up, but he didn't expect it to be a bloody head!

It's a hunting blade!

Luo Tianyao's cold hair stood on end, and he sat on the ground in fright, and the gun in his hand shook off.