Although Yang Wei was almost angry before, after the fight just now, his mood gradually evolved from anger to fear.

If he continues like this, the situation will be very unfavorable to him. In addition, his injury has relapsed. If he forcibly activates his true energy, his injury will become more and more serious. Maybe he really has to explain it here today.

Although Yang Wei is very proud of his face, he cares about his own life the most. After a little ideological struggle in his mind, he ran away!

"I want to run!" Shen Lang shouted.

Yang was startled. He did not look back and ran forward like a mad dog.

Shen Lang used his illusion light step with all his strength, and his speed reached the extreme. His legs quickly caught up like shadows.

Although Yang Wei's internal strength is much thicker than Shen Lang, he only has one leg and is not fast.

In addition, Shen Lang's magic light step is originally an advanced light skill, and the speed is very fast.

In less than half a minute, Shen Lang caught up with Yang Wei.

Yang Wei's face became a little ugly when he saw that he could not get rid of Shen Lang. However, he saw that Yang Dabao was not catching up so quickly. He quickly changed his strategy and prepared to use a killing move to kill Shen Lang!

Yang Wei secretly prepared his momentum, then suddenly turned around and pushed Shen Lang's palms, striking the strongest attack.

"Storm-like!"

The violent palm wind pressed towards Shen Lang like thunder.

Shen Lang actually expected Yang Wei's plan, so he had already prepared it.

But Yang Wei's move was too fast. Shen Lang barely avoided the central area, flipped his right palm, and instantly launched a snowflake magic palm to resist the palm wind.

"Dong!"

A heavy muffled sound rang out, just like the explosion of several rocket launchers. Yang Wei's palm wind blew on the ground with a thunderous sound of explosions and soil flew.

The huge and powerful palm wind even collapsed a large area of ​​ground into it.

Shen Lang avoided the central area and barely defended against the palm power at the edge.

Seeing a large area of ​​collapsed ground, Shen Lang felt a little scared. Fortunately, he avoided the central area of ​​the palm power, otherwise Yang Wei's move would probably not be able to get up.

Seeing that he did not hit Shen Lang with all his strength, Yang Wei wanted to jump and curse, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The injury to his body was still aggravated by the move just now, and blood was constantly overflowing from the corners of Yang Wei's mouth.

At this time, Yang Dabao had already chased after him.

Yang Wei's face looked extremely ugly. If he didn't think of a solution, he would be dead.

"Yang Dabao, as long as you help me deal with Shen Lang, I can pass on the Yin-Yang Hehuan Art to you, and I can pass on whatever you want to learn to you!" Yang Wei shouted with a glimmer of hope.

"Dream!" Yang Dabao said coldly.

Although Yang Dabao has a low IQ, he still has experience in the martial arts world.

Zhao Yangwei's vengeful personality is that he has had a fight with him today. If he let him escape, this guy will never let him go in the future.

"I am your cousin at least, okay?" Yang Wei smiled apologized, laughing even worse than crying.

"Damn, when did you treat me as your cousin? Death it!"

Yang Dabao roared violently and slapped Yang Wei with a palm.

Yang Wei gritted his teeth and dodged sideways, dodging Yang Dabao's move.

Just at this moment, Shen Lang's speed reached its peak, like a ghost, approaching his body quickly, and slapped Xiangyang Wei's chest with his right palm.

Yang Wei's pupils continued to dilate, and he was no longer able to dodge.

Immediately afterwards.

"Dong!"

This palm slapped Yang Wei's chest firmly, making a muffled sound.

Yang Wei's sternum was shattered, and blood squirted, and he flew backwards.

Seeing that he succeeded, Shen Lang showed a hint of joy on his face.

Yang Wei fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood and unable to get up.

Shen Lang was about to rush forward to defeat Yang Wei, but Yang Dabao immediately stopped him and shouted, "Brother Chen, leave this old thing to me."

After saying that, Yang Dabao ignored Shen Lang's opinion and immediately stepped forward and pulled Yang Wei's body, intimidating: "Hurry up and hand over the Yin-Yang Hehuan Art, otherwise I promise you will die very ugly!"

Yang Wei's face was full of resentment. He glared at Yang Dabao in anger and shouted, "Dream!"

Seeing that Yang Wei still dared to be arrogant, Yang Dabao roared: "Old guy, you won't cry until you die. I will save your life and ask slowly!"

Yang Wei's face was full of gloom. Although he was greedy for life and feared death, he was at least in a high position and always had a little backbone.

If it falls into Yang Dabao's hands, he will definitely be worse than death.

Yang Wei didn't want to suffer from the inhuman torture of Yang Dabao when he died, so he simply felt cruel and slapped his forehead with a palm.

"boom!"

Yang Dabao had no time to stop him, Yang Wei slapped his forehead with a palm, making a muffled sound, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth, nose and ears, and he died in an instant.

Seeing that Yang Wei committed suicide, Yang Dabao's face darkened. Damn, it seems that he didn't think about learning the Yin-Yang Hehuan Art.

However, when Yang Wei died, he became much more free, and Yang Dabao was in a relatively good mood.

Shen Lang also breathed a sigh of relief. The devil was finally dead, and a big stone in his heart was put down.

"Brother Yang, what is the Yin-Yang Hehuan Art?" Shen Lang asked naturally.

"It is a dual cultivation technique practiced by Yang Wei. As long as you can understand the true meaning of "Yin and Yang Hehuan Art", you will be just around the corner." Yang Dabao showed a fascinated expression.

Shen Lang asked curiously: "What is understanding the true meaning of "Yin and Yang Hehuan Art"?"

Yang Dabao talked eruditely: "The Yin-Yang Hehuan Art breaks through the sixth level and almost understands the true meaning. As long as you use the woman as the furnace and cauldron during your cultivation, you can absorb the Yuanyin in your body. Every time you suck a woman's Yuanyin, your strength can increase a few points..."

Shen Lang couldn't listen anymore, and it turned out that he had understood the true meaning of "Yin and Yang Hehuan Art", which was worse than beasts.

"I won't talk about this anymore. Now Yang Wei is dead. Where can Brother Yang go?" Shen Lang asked lightly, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, with my cultivation level, where can't I go?" Yang Dabao said proudly. He glanced at Shen Lang, and a hint of sinisterness appeared in his eyes.

Shen Lang's mid-stage consultation, his strength is comparable to that of the late-stage consultation. The skills he just showed seem to be very high-end. Yang Dabao felt a little malicious. This kid must have a lot of good things.

When he was fighting with Yang Wei just now, Yang Dabao actually retained some of it, basically the radical fighting style adopted by Shen Lang.

So Yang Dabao is sure that Shen Lang's consumption is definitely greater than that of himself.

In fact, it was mainly because Yang Dabao was worried that Shen Lang would cause trouble for himself after he went out. After all, he was the great elder of the Yin-Yang Sect before, and Shen Lang was very familiar with people from the three major sects and three major families, so he might have to deal with himself in his perineum.

Yang Dabao is also an old man, so he naturally understands the insidious and cunning methods. He had a small plan in his mind before, and planned to take the initiative to attack while Shen Lang was unprepared and subdue the kid with thunder.

"Brother Chen, this devil is finally dead. Let's go out to have a drink and celebrate it well." Yang Dabao put on a passionate look and hooked Shen Lang's shoulder.
Chapter completed!