Chapter 655 (1/2)

Shen Lang has a strong ability to observe words and colors. Yang Dabao is not a good thing.

On the surface, although he was quiet, in fact, he had been watching out for Yang Dabao.

Seeing that Yang Dabao's back movement is a little weird, Shen Lang immediately feels awe inspiring.

”Brother Yang, be careful of Yang Wei!” With a strange cry, Shen Lang suddenly points to Yang Dabao.

”Well?”

Yang Dabao shivers with fear. He turns his head in the direction Shen Lang points to and thinks Yang Wei is not dead.

Although a lot of cruel words have just been put, in Yang Dabao's heart, Yang Wei is a nightmare.

Shen Lang grins and kicks out the crotch of Zhongyang Dabao.

”Bang!” A muffled sound of.

”Ah!!!”

Yang Dabao's face was distorted in an instant, and he gave a scream, covering his crotch and falling down.

Seeing a poisonous needle in Yang Dabao's fingertip, Shen Lang's face suddenly darkened. This guy is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Shen Lang immediately took a breath of real Qi, clenched his right hand into a fist, and his right arm was full of blue tendons, and the wind was strong.

”Shout!”

Taking advantage of the moment when Yang Dabao falls, Shen Lang hits the first move of seven injuries fist.

Yang Dabao wants to be overcast by the waves. Unexpectedly, he is overcast by the waves. That's a hate in his heart! He covered his crotch with pain, wondering if Shen Langgang's foot had already killed his son and grandchildren?

Seeing Shen Lang hit him in the chest with a fist, Yang Dabao was furious and clapped in front of him.

Yang Dabao's reaction to the pain was slow because of the heavy damage to his crotch. He suffered a big loss. He didn't play much power with this palm at all.

But Shen Lang has been preparing for it for a long time. This seven wound fist has made full use of its strength.

Yang Dabao wanted to shoot Shen Lang's chest directly, but he found that Shen Lang's fist was too fierce in the middle of the way. He didn't have the strength to fight hard. So he changed the track of his palm and hit Shen Lang.

With a bang and a click, Yang Dabao's face suddenly twisted.

The fat palm of his middle fist was already bloody, and a lot of blood gushed out. Several broken bones and collaterals protruded in the flesh and blood, which was clearly visible and horrible.

Shen Lang's fist is made of seven kinds of injuries, which directly wastes his whole right arm!

Yang Dabao couldn't believe his eyes for a time. The power of Shen Lang's fist is just like a high-energy bomb!

Shen Lang's shenzhao Sutra has been cultivated to the fourth level. The first move of the seven wound fist is not outrageous. Although it is the state of mouth bleeding, but the internal function of the body is still intact, Shen Lang has spare efforts to continue to fight.

Yang Dabao had no time to be frightened. Shen Lang immediately made a snow God palm, and one palm tied firmly on Yang Dabao's chest.

”Boom!”

Yang Dabao opens his mouth to spit blood and makes a shrill scream.

When he saw Shen Lang was young, he thought that this kid was easy to fool and bully. Yang Dabao didn't expect that Shen Lang was so cruel!

Ruthless is still behind, Shen Lang did not give him a chance to breathe, snow piercing cloud type continuous hit out.

”Bang bang bang bang bang!”

Within a second, Shen waves hit six hands, all on Yang Dabao's chest.

”Poof!” Yang Dabao's face is twisted to the extreme, with blood gushing.