The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

The forehead, halogen top, tanzhong, Shinto, lower yin, nostrils, and eyes are all covered by strength.

Zheng Yun's palm force was overwhelming, and there was no way to dodge it.

Chen Xuan was completely fearless except for his yin and eyes, and he was completely fearless in other areas. In the end, he simply hugged his head and ball, squatted down on the ground, and let Zheng Yun attack overwhelmingly.

Bang bang bang!

The poison and dominance of the spider's palm kept falling on Chen Xuan, making muffled noises.

In an instant, I don't know how many notes were blasted.

Many disciples around were all shocked.

Brother Zheng's body and palm techniques are all quintessential, as fast as lightning, as fierce as a hurricane, this kind of strength is at least the fourth level of energy storage, and it is definitely the best among the many disciples of the Five Poison Sect.

But after seeing Chen Xuan's performance, they were all dumbfounded.

This guy...

This fellow actually squatted directly on the ground, allowing the bombardment?

Is his horizontal training really so terrible?

Little did they know that Zheng Yun at this moment was also suffering. Every time he slapped his palm, it felt like he was slapping on iron stone. His arms were numb from the shock, his true energy surged back, and his chest breath was heavy.

Although the palm power of the spider palm is domineering, it is also not weak in terms of damage to oneself. In the process of confronting the enemy, if the opponent's internal force is deep enough or the defense is too strong, then the palm power of the spider palm will hit you back.

Although the strength of each counterattack is not strong, but several times in a row is not something he can bear.

Although leftist kung fu is more domineering and easier to accomplish than the right way, its disadvantages are equally huge.

At this moment, Zheng Yun deeply felt the backlash from the spider's palm.

Chen Xuan, who squatted down, felt his whole body was hot, like cupping, but as Zheng Yun continued to palm out, he suddenly felt that the strength seemed to be gradually decreasing.

Chen Xuan immediately reacted.

Is this guy exhausted?

He raised his head suddenly, and saw Zheng Yun slapped his palm fiercely on his brow again, his face was fierce, and the palm was filled with black air, with a pungent stench.

It was rare for Chen Xuan to capture Zheng Yun's figure once. He raised his fist, gathered 420 jin of physical strength and 2 years of internal strength, and punched him.

boom!

The voice was muffled, as if the ground was shaking, and the wind was howling.

Chapter 13 Money and Fortune

With a full blow, punches and palms slammed into each other.

puff!

Zheng Yun's face turned red, a mouthful of inverse blood spurted out on the spot, and his whole body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, smashing hard seven or eight meters away, his wrist was broken, and the palm force of the spider's palm slammed back. A burst of green energy rushed along his chest and toward his cheeks.

"what…"

Zheng Yun screamed in pain and rolled on the ground.

The disciples were terrified.

"Senior Brother Zheng!"

"Brother Zheng, are you okay!"

A group of people rushed over quickly.

call!

Suddenly, a violent wind came from one side, flying sand and rocks, rushing towards the group of people, blowing the group of ordinary disciples upside down.

"Don't touch him, he is poisonous, whoever touches him will die!"

A person rushed over from a distance and shouted.

A group of disciples were all horrified and looked back.

"It's Senior Brother Wu Jiang and the Second Elder. I have met the Second Elder and Senior Brother Wu Jiang!"

They hurriedly saluted.

After Chen Xuan punched Zheng Yun into the air, he also got up from the ground and moved his body. His body, which was still hot, recovered in a blink of an eye. It was as painless as before.

"I'm actually fine? It seems that after the iron cloth shirt has been practiced, it can indeed avoid poison."

He secretly thought.

Looking at the body again, except for the blueness of the right forearm, there is still nothing else.

Before Zheng Yun jumped up and down and hit him so many palms, he didn't even make a mark on him.

His evaluation of Iron Shirt was once again raised a bit.

The only shortcoming is the agility!

If he had another body technique, he would be invincible.

Chen Xuan took the time to look to the side, only to see a tall and gloomy disciple appearing here, wearing a black robe, with a bit cold eyes, it was he who just slapped the palm to stop everyone.

Behind him, a thin old man in a flower-green robe, with heavy eyes, was walking slowly.

Second Elder He Yun!

"I have seen the second elder."

Chen Xuan rushed to see him.

Although he was arrogant and domineering in front of his disciples, he still had to play tricks in front of the elders.

Otherwise, if the Second Elder beat him to death, it would be terrible.

He Yun gave him a cold look, didn't speak, walked towards Zheng Yun who was crying on the ground, quickly sealed several vital points on his body to prevent the poison from spreading, then grabbed Zheng Yun, and put his palm against Zheng Yun. Yun's back began to instill internal strength to heal his injuries.

Chen Xuan on one side frowned secretly.

What the hell, why does the second elder see that his eyes are wrong?

Also, the disciple next to him seemed to have a problem with him.