Ximen Qing kept a ferocious smile on his face and slapped Shen Lang on the chest with his palm.
At the same time, Shen Lang also punched him in the chest.
"Boom!" made a loud sound, just like the sound of heavy objects hitting the soil.
The third form of Shen Lang's Seven Injury Fist hit Ximen Qing's chest, making an abnormally loud muffled sound, stirring up several strong winds, and making the leaves rustle.
The violent and cruel smile on Ximen Qing's face suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened! "Poof!" Ximen Qing's body was blasted straight away, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and a bright red fist mark was printed on the green skin of his chest. .
And Ximen Qing's palm had just hit Shen Lang's chest.
"Poof!" Shen Lang spat out a large mouthful of blood without any suspense, and his body quickly fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
Chu You'er's pretty face turned pale, and she rushed forward and hugged Shen Lang's falling body.
The two fell into the middle of the temple crowd and a large gang of underworld gangs.
Chu You'er was also severely internally injured by Ximen Qing's palm before, and her body no longer had much mobility.
"Shen Lang...Shen Lang, are you okay?" Chu You'er's face showed a hint of panic, and she hurriedly helped Shen Lang up.
Shen Lang had two broken ribs, but fortunately he still had one breath left.
Ximen Qing vomited two mouthfuls of blood and climbed up from the ground with difficulty, feeling a sharp pain in his chest.
What an evil thing! That boy almost broke through the defense of the Xuanshi Jue with one punch. Not only that, he was also injured by the punch! Ximen Qing was really unbelievable. This boy was only in the early stage of the realm. Why was his combat power so high? Amazing? What kind of weird boxing technique is this? You know, he was still protected by the Xuandun Jue, and Shen Lang's punch could actually hurt him! Without the protection of the Xuandun Jue, he would have been hit by Shen Lang's punch in the front. It will kill him.
After all, Shen Lang's prediction was wrong. This Ximen Qing is really as haunted as Xiao Qiang.
Ximen Qing stared gloomily at Shen Lang who fell to the ground in the middle of the temple gate. His face changed slightly. This kid is not dead yet! This is too fake! The Yin Yang Heaven-turning Palm he used with all his strength could not kill a person who was in the early stage of the realm. Wu Xiu is simply a big joke.
Judging from the age of this boy, he is estimated to be less than twenty years old, but it is really unbelievable that he can be so strong.
Ximen Qing's face was extremely gloomy. It just so happened that Mu Xiu and Shen Lang were bound to destroy him. This kid had to die today! "No... don't come over!" Seeing Ximen Qing striding forward, Chu You'er turned pale and dragged Shen Lang hard. His body was dragged towards the temple door.
"You despicable thing, I will die!" Ximen Qing's eyes were filled with anger, he raised a palm and was about to slap Shen Lang on the forehead.
Abbot Baimei immediately stood in front of Shen Lang and Chu You'er, bowed his head to Ximen Qing and sighed: "Amitabha, donor, when is the end of time for retribution? It's better for the donor to put aside his obsession and hatred and save one life than to build a seven-level pagoda! "Go away! Is a stinky bald donkey worthy of being pointed at by me?" Ximen Qing snorted, showing an extremely unhappy expression.
The abbot with white eyebrows glanced at Shen Lang, showed a profound expression, clasped his hands and said: "Donor, this injured little benefactor is acquainted with me. I hope that the benefactor will be merciful and merciful, and don't cause additional killings!" Bald donkey, do you know that he cares about my business? I think you are tired of living, right? In this case, I will help you. After I deal with this kid first, you will be next.
"Ximen Qing shouted loudly.
"Brother... are we still robbing?" the strong man on the side asked the man in sunglasses.
The man in sunglasses adjusted his sunglasses, gained courage, and whispered: "Of course we are going to rob!" "This... this big brother, since you can't stand these bald donkeys, let us help you solve it!" The man in sunglasses thought.
Ximen Qing is definitely not an ordinary person. This person is so fierce and reaches such a level. He must be an expert. He decided to curry favor with him.
"It's best to kill them!" Ximen Qing snorted coldly, looking at these cowardly bald donkeys, he felt a deep sense of disgust in his heart.
"Yes! Big brother!" The man in sunglasses responded quickly. This guy has already called him big brother.
"Ahem, it's been a robbery! Get the good stuff out quickly, otherwise someone will die in five minutes or two minutes!" The man in sunglasses took a gun and pointed it at the group of monks, preparing to fire the first shot.
"Amitabha!" Abbot Baimei clasped his hands together and opened his mouth, and a deep Sanskrit sound came out, resounding in all directions, the trees rustling, and the ground shaking! Then, Abbot Baimei pushed forward with his right palm, and there was a fierce blast.
The wind swept all around, and hurricanes blew in the woods.
For a moment, no one could open their eyes, strong winds were blowing, and there seemed to be countless big golden hands pressing down on the sky.
then.
"Ah!!!" the crowd shouted, and in less than a second, all the underworld gangsters wearing black vests fell to the ground, unconscious like dead dogs.
"Transformation...transformation realm master!" Ximen Qing shouted, scared out of his wits! As a senior disciple of the Yin and Yang Sect, Ximen Qing had also seen Yang Tongtian's action. Only a transformation realm master could achieve such amazing palm power.
He can show off his talents! In this ordinary world, there are actually masters of transformation. Ximen Qing was instantly frightened. Who is this old monk? Seeing the opportunity, Ximen Qing trembled all over, his face turned earth-colored, turned around and ran away, jumping into the dense forest.
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Chu You'er was also shocked beyond measure. Even Qingfeng Mountain didn't have any masters in transformation. How could this white-browed abbot be such a reclusive expert? "Huh!" Chu You'er patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she met Gao Yu.
People need to help each other, otherwise she and Shen Lang will really fall into trouble.
However, Chu You'er was a little curious, why did the white-browed abbot say that he and Shen Lang were acquaintances before? There was no emotion or anger on the white-browed abbot's face, and he only said lightly: "Amitabha, tie up these fallen people.
"Yes!" the monk behind him responded repeatedly.
"Thank you so much, Master!" Chu You'er hurriedly thanked Abbot Baimei.
"No need to say thank you, we are destined to meet each other.
"Abbot Baimei walked up to Shen Lang, helped him up, turned his right palm, pressed it on Shen Lang's back, and helped treat his injuries.
Feeling a vast surging internal force, Shen Lang's body shook unconsciously.
"This is..." Abbot Baimei frowned when he noticed a ball of black Qi spinning at high speed in the center of Shen Lang's Dantian.
Black Qi and extremely active, which is simply unheard of.
Half an hour later.
Ximen Qing finally ran all the way to the city center. His whole body was blackened, he was vomiting blood, and his injuries were getting worse.
He snatched a mobile phone from a passerby and made a call to someone from Yin Yang Gate.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off.
"Ximen Qing dialed the number n times, but couldn't get through at all.
It seems that the junior disciples of the Yin Yang Sect who have transcended the world have also been killed by two women, Yi Chuixue and Yun Luoxue.