The Goddess's Super Son-in-Law

The game between medicine and martial arts is not only about strength, strength and speed.

There are also silver needles, poison techniques and mysterious medical methods.

A moment later, the lightning dissipated, and Lin Yang and Shen Gong Cang separated.

The holy palace Cang immediately raised his hands, gasified into needles, and released the rain of needles all over the sky.

Lin Yang also pinches his fingers and snaps his fingers into a needle.

The air needles of both sides impact and collide with each other like thousands of troops.

A lot of sparks stirred up in the air.

There was another exchange of fire, up and down.

The two were inseparable and lasted about two or three minutes before they separated.

"I didn't expect your strength to be much stronger than I expected. It seems that I've gone astray." The temple Cang smiled, but his eyes looked dignified and cold.

It's a shame for him to fight with an outsider until now without suppressing it!

You can't procrastinate any longer.

Although this man did not enter the reversal array, his foundation and means were far beyond imagination.

Shengong Cang took a deep breath and suddenly pulled out several needles from the needle bag hanging around his waist.

Lin Yang raised his eyes.

Those needles were so red that they seemed to be stained with blood.

Wheeze!

The holy palace stabbed them all into the body.

When the blood needle entered the body, the holy palace Cang immediately spit out his white breath.

"What? Do you want to learn from Jian Tao and continuously increase your strength?" Lin yangdan said.

"Increase my strength? Hehe, why should I increase my strength?" The temple smiled.

Lin Yang frowned.

No increase?

But he could clearly feel that there was a violent force in the divine palace, which made his whole breath very different.

"Come!"

The holy palace screamed and attacked Lin Yang again.

The violent and terrible Qi strength turned into thousands of Qi needles and attacked like mountains and seas.

Lin Yang immediately picked up the body of Wu God and looked for flaws while resisting. However, the attack and defense of Shengong Cang were appropriate and did not give him a chance to counter, but Shengong Cang also failed to succeed and could not find Lin Yang's loophole.

"Isn't that enough? Well, go on!"

The holy palace Cang laughed and took out three blood needles from the needle bag around his waist and stabbed them into his body.

Boom!

The breath of the holy palace suddenly soared several times.

This time, his offensive has been incredibly strong, and the impact of each air needle is no less than that of a missile!

Lin Yang's defense became more and more difficult, and his defense became messy.

"Come again!"

The holy palace Cang was drinking again, and his palm quickly wiped on his chest.

Three more blood needles were left.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

His momentum is soaring.

This time, Lin Yang was completely overwhelmed and defended against chaos.

"Good chance!"

Temple Cang laughed and punched quickly.

Bang Bang

Lin Yang got a dozen punches in the chest immediately, and the whole man flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

When I got up, hundreds of needles were inserted into my chest, and the skin on my chest became dark. It was obviously poisoned

Lin Yang lowered his head and looked at the temple Cang who had stopped there. He seemed to understand something.

"I also said how powerful you are, but your feelings are so." The temple Cang smiled, his eyes full of contempt and arrogance.

"Originally, what you use is not the means of increase, but the means of lifting the ban!" Lin yangdan said.

"Oh? You see?"

"Do you understand the eight gates? The eight gates of people correspond to the five elements, heaven and earth, sun and moon, and shine on the five zang organs, Qi and blood vessels. The eight gates hold the potential, but they are not suppressed. Opening them easily will do great damage to your talent. Don't you know that?" Lin Yang said calmly.