But what Liao Qixun didn't expect was yet to come. Feng Lang not only slapped him with a palm, but also the power contained in this palm was extraordinary. There was a strong, overwhelming threat that made Liao Qixun feel a little breathless.
"Ah!" Liao Qixun's eyes suddenly widened, his face completely covered with shock. Not daring to show any hesitation or hesitation, in a daze, Liao Qixun mobilized every ounce of spiritual energy in his body, concentrated it on his palms, and faced Feng Lang's single palm with both palms.
"Boom~~Long!"
Like a bolt from the blue, Liao Qixun first felt a sudden numbness in his arms, and then, like a bursting embankment, a torrent, vast and endless, rushed straight into his body. Liao Qixun's dead soul emerged, and he hurriedly flew back while mobilizing the spiritual power in Yuan Mansion to fight against it. As a result, although he resisted the mighty spiritual power that invaded his body, he also paid a heavy price. Blood spurted from his mouth uncontrollably.
All this happened very quickly, in the blink of an eye. Sisters Yin Yue and Yin Xing felt dazzled and overwhelmed. When the two sisters saw Liao Qixunji being slashed by Feng Lang, blood spurting out, and retreating in embarrassment, they felt as if they were in a dream. [
After taking more than ten steps back, Liao Qixun managed to stand still on his shaky figure and stared blankly at Feng Lang. After a long while, he slowly said, "Lei Xiong's subordinates cannot have a master like you. You...who are you?"
Yin Yue Yin Xing also reacted at this time. Liao Qixun's words made sense. Feng Lang could hurt Liao Qixun like this with one palm. His cultivation level was comparable to that of Nan Huairen. He was a genuine, first-rate master with no deception. . How could such a master be willing to be Lei Xiong's subordinate
Sisters Yin Yue and Yin Xing now looked at Feng Lang differently from before. In fact, Yinyue had doubts in her heart from a long time ago, but she was just not sure. At this time, she killed more than a dozen Shura disciples with five of her own, and she was stunned to find out the story of rescuing Venerable Wanjing from Lei Xiong's hands. Many of the doubts at that time seemed to be reasonable. The explanation is that Feng Lang did it secretly.
Since Feng Lang would help them secretly, this undoubtedly confirmed what Liao Qixun said. Feng Lang was probably not Lei Xiong's subordinate, or even a disciple of the Dragon Palace. Thinking of this, Yin Yue suddenly felt excited, and her eyes followed Feng Lang very closely.
Feng Lang laughed naively a few times, touched his nose and replied, "I am Niu Da!"
"Niu... Niu Da?" Liao Qixun frowned. This name fits Feng Lang's appearance quite well at this time.
Liao Qixun was quite familiar with the famous masters on the Xunran Continent, but he searched every corner of his memory and couldn't think of any master with such a crude name but such high cultivation level.
Liao Qixun took a long breath and said, "Niu...Mr. Niu, it seems that there is some misunderstanding between us. Let's do this, no matter what the reason is for you to kill Lei Xiong, our Shenlong Palace will not pursue it, and from now on, we will never pursue it." I will cause trouble for you again. In exchange, I ask you to leave immediately and stop interfering in the grudges between our Shenlong Palace and the Shura Sect."
At this time, Fenglang was just a fog in Liao Qixun's eyes. He knew nothing and understood nothing. Liao Qixun has always believed that only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle. So he decided to change his strategy towards Feng Lang, from hostility to traction.