Godly Dragon Guard

Seeing Shen Lang's speed, Yang Tongtian was a little flustered. He felt that he couldn't dodge, so he had to use all his strength to strike out with both palms, trying to resist Shen Lang's attack.

"boom."

There was another loud noise.

Yang Tongtian took a dozen steps back, and the green bricks under his feet were cracked.

"What kind of punch is this? It's actually so powerful!" Yang Tongtian's old face couldn't hide his shocked expression. He almost didn't block the kid's casual punch.

Hua Ziling's pretty face, who was watching the fight, flashed with surprise. The punches used by this stinky man were too powerful. I don't know where he learned them?

Yang Tongtian was sweating on his forehead. With just two moves, he had a preliminary judgment on Shen Lang's strength.

horrible!

He knew that Shen Lang was good at swordsmanship, but this kid didn't even draw a sword, and could produce such great power with just a set of weird boxing techniques. Yang Tongtian was suddenly a little scared.

In terms of internal strength alone, Shen Lang is still slightly inferior to Yang Tongtian, but he is better than pure. When it comes to martial arts, Shen Lang has completely conquered Yang Tongtian.

Yin Yang He Huan Jue is a spiritual method for upper-level earth-level people, including various supporting martial arts.

Whether Shen Lang's Seven Injury Fist, Shen Zhao Jing or Seven Killing Sword Styles, they are all heaven-level techniques, and the abilities of the two are naturally very different. Although Shen Lang's cultivation is weaker than Yang Tongtian's, this disadvantage has long been made up for by Shen Lang's advantage in Kung Fu.

"Die!" Yang Tongtian shouted violently, jumped up like a gymnast, pushed out a palm in mid-air, and slapped Shen Lang hard on the head.

Shen Lang directly responded with a Shenglong Fist, instantly defeating Yang Tongtian's palm wind.

"Boom!" A heavy muffled sound came, and the tiger's mouth of Yang Tongtian's right palm cracked and blood oozed out.

He struck with all his strength, but instead of knocking down Shen Lang, he even injured himself.

Yang Tongtian showed an expression of disbelief. He felt that Shen Lang's fist was like a violent bomb, with terrifying power.

Shen Lang grinned, he almost knew what Yang Tongtian was.

With such a good living target, why not try your martial arts skills.

Shen Lang took a deep breath and suddenly stood up, holding his breath and concentrating. The veins in his arms popped out, and a large amount of strong wind was lingering.

After Yang Tongtian landed, he felt shocked when he saw Shen Lang's momentum surge.

He quickly used his energy to activate the Gang Qi shield and assumed a defensive posture.

After Shen Lang finished accumulating his momentum, his eyes were like lightning and his steps were like the wind as he rushed towards Yang Tongtian.

"The Seven Wounds Formula!"

With a loud shout, Shen Lang punched out both fists, and a violent flow of air swept out from Shen Lang's fist, carrying an unrivaled force.

This is the seventh form of the Seven Injury Fist, and it is also the most powerful move. Even a thick steel plate can be shattered by this punch.

Shen Lang's fists suddenly turned into countless fist shadows, illusory and unclear.

Yang Tongtian took a breath of cold air. He didn't know which part of his body Shen Lang's fist would hit.

"Drink!" Yang Tongtian also shouted, pushing out his palms to defend with all his strength.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

The shield of Gang Qi was broken instantly, and Shen Lang's two fists carrying the roar of the violent Gang wind hit Yang Tongtian hard on the waist and abdomen.

"puff!"

The explosive fist wind even tore Yang Tongtian's shirt to pieces. Yang Tongtian spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was thrown more than ten meters away, almost falling to the ground.

Yang Tongtian's mouth was full of blood, and several of his ribs were broken. You could clearly see the two fist marks where his abdomen collapsed, and there was blood around the fist marks.

For those who didn't know, they thought Yang Tongtian's abdomen was punched through by Shen Lang's fists.

Shen Lang retracted his fists, with a devilish smile on his lips.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion among the disciples from the two groups watching. With just a few moves, Shen Lang seriously injured Yang Tongtian, which proved the huge gap in strength between the two sides and caused huge waves in everyone's hearts.

The Yin-Yang Sect's disciples' faces were as pale as dirt. They never expected that their sect leader would be knocked to the ground so easily. Now the Yin-Yang Sect was going to trick them.

"Hmph, I'm quite capable. I really did not disappoint my palace master." Hua Ziling's eyes flashed with brilliance. She had to say that Shen Lang's strength was an eye-opener for her.

Obviously a few months ago, she could beat this stinky man unscrupulously, but she didn't expect that a few months later, he had become so powerful. I really don’t know how he practices.

Hua Ziling felt that she might not be able to defeat Shen Lang.

"Master!"

Seeing Shen Lang severely injuring Yang Tongtian with a strange boxing technique, Yang Chong could no longer stand and immediately rushed forward. With his eyes like torches and a long sword in hand, he stabbed Shen Lang fiercely.

"This guy actually came to disrupt the situation?" Shen Lang was very unhappy and dodged to avoid the blow.

On the side, Yang Tongtian also got up from the ground, hurriedly swallowed a healing pill, and shouted with a distorted face: "Shen, I want to kill you!"

Although he had several broken ribs, he could still suppress his injuries and launch an attack.

"It's a good duel, but the rules are broken so quickly? If I can't win, I'll find help?" Shen Lang said sarcastically.

"Stop talking nonsense, boy, don't even think about leaving the Yin-Yang Gate alive today!" Yang Chong roared and raised his sword.

"Yang Chong, let's work together and kill this kid!" Yang Tongtian roared and slapped Shen Lang with his palm.

"Okay!" Yang Chong also stabbed at Shen Lang with a long sword.

Seeing the two people attacking him at the same time, Shen Lang was furious. Damn it, these old guys really keep their word!

Shen Lang immediately used the Divine Light Sutra to activate the body-protecting Qi, and began to parry the two attacks.

The three of them soon got into a fight. Against either Yang Tongtian or Yang Chong alone, Shen Lang would have a 100% kill.

But now faced with the combined siege of the two men, Shen Lang's chances of winning were halved.

Yang Tongtian and Yang Chong's attacks were like a violent storm, forcing Shen Lang to retreat repeatedly. He smacked his lips and hurriedly shouted to Hua Ziling: "Hua Ziling, what are you doing standing still? Come and help. me!"

"snort."

Hua Ziling snorted arrogantly and had no intention of taking action.

"Palace Master, why don't you go and help Mr. Shen..." An elder from the Jade Girl Palace couldn't stand it any longer, so he stepped forward and said to Hua Ziling.

"Don't say any more, I have my own plans, Lord." Hua Ziling waved her sleeves and continued to watch the battle coldly.

"Hua Ziling, what the hell do you mean? I asked you to come here to help!" Shen Lang became angrier and yelled.

"Shen Lang, aren't you very powerful? I don't think it's a problem for you to fight against two. I'm too lazy to take action." Hua Ziling's mouth curved, showing a teasing smile. She had to make this stinky man angry.

"Holy shit, Hua Ziling, you are such a bastard!" Shen Lang cursed angrily.

This woman dared to trick him, and Shen Lang was immediately furious. (To be continued)