Yi Fei, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also set off a storm in his heart, and his eyes burst into light. Dust↑ ↓ Literature ↙ Net

Seven Injuries Formula, how can he use the Seven Injuries Recipe so lightly? Is this kid's Seven Injuries Fist already Mahayana!

Yi Fei was a little difficult to accept, you must know that the Seven Injuries Fist is the strongest technique he has cultivated, and he has been practicing hard for more than ten years before he has achieved a small success.

He can also perform the Seven Injuries General Technique, but he must have a short period of time to build momentum, and he can't do Shen Lang's spontaneous and free retraction. Absolutely only by cultivating the Seven Wounds Fist to the Mahayana martial arts can we achieve that.

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

Few people have seen the Divine Illumination Sutra, but most of the Yi family disciples have seen the Seven Injuries Fist, and when they saw Shen Lang casually striking out a powerful Seven Injuries General Technique, a group of Yi family disciples were a little dumbfounded.

One blow is the depth.

Shen Lang himself felt a little surprised, although the power of the Seven Injuries Fist was a little bit of the Divine Palm of the High Sumeru Mountain, it was also a heaven-level lower level exercise, and the gap between the exercises themselves was not large.

He only used eighty percent of his strength to defeat Zhao Gang with the Seven Injuries General Technique just now.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be so easy, it may be that his pure and strong internal force is superior, and the black and golden true qi in the dantian is far more powerful than the normal true qi.

Shen Lang finally felt the effect of the nine-colored bone ring.

After receiving Shen Lang's punch, Zhao Gang's blood surged, and seeing that instead of knocking down Shen Lang with his full palm, he was suppressed by the other party, Zhao Gang's face became very ugly, and he felt embarrassed.

"That's it? Shen Lang sneered, revealing a look of disdain.

"Just now, you're lucky, how can your strength be compared to me?" Zhao Gang was furious, and with a single step, he rushed towards Shen Lang again, casting the Divine Palm of Mount Meru.

Shen Lang still didn't dodge or dodge, and used seven wounds to fight back.

The two were tangled together.

The sound of the wind exploding was heard, and a strong wind was set off in the center of the martial arts training ground.

A large number of Yi family disciples watched this duel intently, whether it was Zhao Gang or Shen Lang, the two could represent the peak of the younger generation of martial arts cultivation.

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

Although Zhao Gang's Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm has been Mahayana, it is still a little blunt to use.

Coupled with Shen Lang's rich experience in dealing with the enemy and the protection of the Divine Illumination Sutra, Zhao Gang couldn't enter Shen Lang's body at all, and it was difficult for his palm power to break through Shen Lang's protective body.

After less than a dozen rounds, Shen Lang grabbed a flaw and smashed Zhao Gang's chest and abdomen with a punch.

There was a muffled "thump".

Shen Lang's fist was like a bomb, Zhao Gang opened his mouth to burst blood, and the whole person was blown away.

Zhao Gang flew seven or eight meters away, smashed heavily on the ground, and couldn't get up.

The audience gasped.

The whole process only took more than ten seconds, and Zhao Gang was beaten and couldn't get up, and he was simply beaten.

The onlookers were all martial cultivators, so they naturally knew how big the gap between the two sides was.

Yi Fei's face was also full of horror and disbelief, this Shen Lang's strength had reached such a strong point, it seemed that he was the frog at the bottom of the well.

"You, cough cough" Zhao Gang's mouth was full of blood and suffered serious internal injuries, and the huge gap in strength finally pulled him back to reality.

Shen Lang's punch still left his hand, and it didn't 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 go too far.

"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 glanced at Yi Tianfeng and Zhao Jin.

Yi Tianfeng was secretly happy in his heart, he didn't expect Shen Lang's strength to be so high. Shen Lang has a calm heart, much better than Zhao Gang's arrogance, and it just so happens that he is in love with his daughter, isn't it a good thing?

Yi Tianfeng suddenly felt that Shen Lang was a good son-in-law who fell from the sky. As for Zhao Gang, he has been excluded from his mind.

"Senior Zhao, the duel is over, do you see if this matter should be proposed" Yi Tianfeng said respectfully, secretly looking at Zhao Jin's face.

Zhao Jin's old face turned black and he was in an extremely bad mood. Zhao Gang lost the duel, but he ran over to propose marriage in a low voice, but he was rejected, and it was too embarrassing to spread it!

"Senior Zhao, the victory and defeat have been decided, now it's time to withdraw from this marriage, right?" said Ibuki cautiously.

"No, blowing snow, I didn't lose! What I'm good at is not palm technique, but swordsmanship! I can't lose to this garbage!" Zhao Gang got up from the ground, his eyes were split, he pulled out the long sword on his waist, endured the internal injury, and stabbed towards Shen Lang with a sword.

Although Zhao Gang's sword momentum was fierce, his body had already been injured and he couldn't exert much power.

Shen Lang was a little angry, he had already shown mercy to his subordinates just now, this guy didn't appreciate it? Shen Lang was no longer polite, he pushed with both palms, and struck out a snowflake divine palm, and the cold palm wind swept towards Zhao Gang.

"Bold!"

Zhao Jin was annoyed and ashamed, Shen Lang's blow was bound to seriously injure Zhao Gang, this kid really had no one in his eyes, and he dared to be ruthless to his son!

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jin's whole person flashed to the center of the martial arts training ground like a phantom, and with a casual wave of his sleeve robe, an astonishing wave of qi directly pushed Shen Lang's palms out of the cold palm wind and defeated him.

Shen Lang's whole person was hit by the air waves, flew more than ten meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Hua Ziling happened to be close to the direction in which Shen Lang fell, her pretty face changed color slightly, and she subconsciously ran forward and helped Shen Lang up.

"Are you alright?" Hua Zi Lingdai frowned.

Seeing that the person who came was Hua Ziling, Shen Lang was a little surprised, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a slight injury." ”

Shen Lang said this, but there were turbulent waves in his heart, it was the first time he saw the Void Realm Martial Cultivator make a move.

That huge pressure was really incomparable! The opponent only used one or two percent of his strength at most, and he could injure himself with a wave of qi that he set off casually, it was really hard to imagine how strong the master of the Void Realm was.

"Wow!"

The children of the Yi family in the audience were in an uproar, and the eyes of the disciples of the Yi family showed a trace of indignation.

Although Zhao Jin was a powerhouse in the Void Realm, his behavior made the Yi family disciples a little ashamed.

Yi Tianfeng immediately walked onto the martial arts training ground and stopped in front of Shen Lang, he was a little worried that Zhao Jin would strike again.

Yi Fuxue also ran over, and when she saw Shen Lang injured, her face was pale, and tears welled up in her eyes: "I'm sorry, it's me who has caused 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 Yi Fuxue actually cried for this man, he couldn't wait to kill Shen Lang!

"Give me back!" Zhao Jin shouted violently, and grabbed Zhao Gang back with a big hand.

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

"Bastard, you've lost all your face!" Zhao Jin was furious in his heart and slapped him over.

There was a loud "pop".

Zhao Gang was slapped by Zhao Jin, and he couldn't find the north for a while.