Chapter 465 (1/2)

When Shen Lang's real Qi suddenly recovered, he was a little short of breath.

That is, this tiny detail was discovered by the young man in white robe.

”I forgot, there's a little fish here!” The white robed young man turned back with a cold hum and a slow smile.

I'm being watched! Shen Lang quickly suppressed his breath and tried not to let the young man in white robe realize that he was a threat.

The young man in white robe came over. Shen Lang was about to get out of the way, and a big hand had already grabbed at his head.

The speed of this claw is as fast as lightning, and there is no time for the waves to dodge.

Can't get away!

The strength of the white robed youth is even a little bit stronger than that of the cloud and snow, which is not the same level as himself!

Shen Lang didn't admit his defeat. Take a gamble. He won't let himself die if he catches Wu Xiu!

As long as there is a grasp of this time, he will be able to play a seven injury boxing.

Shen Lang clenched his hands into a fist, calming his mind.

It turns out that Shen Lang is right!

Seeing that Shen Lang's breath was weak, the young man in white robe was attacked by jueqishan again. He thought that he could crush Shen Lang's head with a little force.

Therefore, the white robed youth didn't use some strength at all, and they didn't even bother to work their internal power.

Although some martial arts practitioners are physically strong, the fight of the head is the same as that of normal people. Unless they have practiced the iron head skill, which is a chicken rib type martial arts practice, it is basically impossible to have a martial arts practice that can make the head very hard.

But Shen Lang is a different kind of person, because when he practiced shenzhao scriptures, his body's meridians and bones have been reshaped many times, and his head is much harder than normal people.

After seizing Shen Lang's head, the young man in white robe found that Shen Lang's head was very hard, and he could not move.

With such force, he could crush the head of the waves, but the young man in white robe didn't want to splash his blood and brain and stain his clothes, so he used fingering instead of using genuine Qi.

”Drink!” Shen Lang seizes the opportunity, drinks a low, double fists together, has hit with all one's strength seven injury fists to hide from the Jue!

There was a smile of disdain on the white robed youth's face. Shen Lang's fists were just like children fighting.

He was too lazy to dodge. He was just trying to kill Shen Lang, a small fish that was an eyesore, with his two fingers.

The move routine of qishangquan is relatively simple, straightforward, but more than a little powerful.

See white robed youth and did not dodge, God sent a good opportunity! Shen Lang's fists are firmly tied in the chest of the young man in white robe!

”Dong!” There was a loud bang like a bomb.

”Poof!” Shen Lang sprayed a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and half knelt on the ground.

The white robed young man's eyes were wide open. He looked down at the two fists that had collapsed into his chest, and then looked at the waves. His face was unbelievable. He gushed a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and trembled.

It's a success! Shen Lang endured the pain from his chest and was very happy.

The young man in the white robe was trembling and his face was like earth. He was trying to take out a bottle of healing pills from his sleeve robe.

This guy's alive!