Chapter 562: It's too bad

Shen Lang didn't want to talk nonsense, and pushed out his right palm between the electric light and flint, and struck out a snowflake palm forward.
"boom!"
The cold palm wind rushed towards Yin Zhiping in an instant, with an astonishing momentum.
Yin Zhiping was taken aback. He had no time to think about why Shen Lang could still strike out his internal strength. Seeing the sudden wind of his hand, Yin Zhiping could only strike out a hard fight.
"puff!"
Yin Zhiping opened his mouth and vomited blood, and his whole body flew out seven or eight meters away without any suspense, and fell heavily to the ground, his face full of horror.
It was also Wu Xiu in the early stage of Inquiry, Shen Lang's strength was much higher than Yin Zhiping.
Shen Lang sneered secretly in his heart. He had also fought with some early stage martial arts practitioners before. This Yin Zhiping was the one that Shen Lang had encountered the most early stage fighters.
Yin Zhiping is the young master of the Tianjimen. Since the catastrophe 22 years ago, the masters of the Tianjimen have all died, but there are still enough resources for cultivation in the school.
It is not necessary for Yin Zhiping to have much talent. A large number of Lingyun Stones can feed his cultivation to the early stage of the interrogation stage. Yin Zhiping uses the Lingyun stones to feed the early stage of the interrogation stage.
As the young master of Tianjimen, Yin Zhiping usually has no sense of crisis and no experience, so his strength is natural.
"You...Aren't you poisoned?" Yin Zhiping fell to the ground and exclaimed.
Yin Zhiping trembled after receiving Shen Lang's snowflake palm, feeling a chill of cold air rushing through his body, and his limbs couldn't lift the strength.
"You are the young master of IQ, do you think everyone is as retarded as you?" Shen Lang sneered.
"You..." Yin Zhiping wanted to refute but didn't dare to refute. He was frightened by Shen Lang's strength and felt that he was not an opponent at all.
Feng Luan also walked out of the hut and saw this scene.
Shen Lang drew a bleeding knife and put it on Yin Zhiping's neck.
"I want to ask you some questions, you'd better answer truthfully, otherwise, you will definitely regret it!" Shen Lang said with a dark expression.
As a young master, Yin Zhiping usually stands high, where he has suffered this kind of crime, he couldn't help yelling: "Boy, you'd better let me go, otherwise our secret gate will definitely not let you go!"
Shen Lang felt tired and crooked. Yin Zhiping really had a problem with his brain. If he didn't give him a memorable lesson, this guy really thought he didn't dare to kill him.
"Huh!"
A white light flashed, before Shen Lang could do it, Feng Luan pulled out the soft sword on his waist, and cut off a finger of Yin Zhiping's right hand with a sword, and a lot of blood poured out.
"Oh!"
Yin Zhi's face was distorted, and he screamed like a wolf howling.
Feng Luan's face was frosty, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Don't you say, next time it will not be your finger, but your entire right hand!"
Yin Zhiping was so frightened that he couldn't think of Feng Luan being so cruel, so he immediately begged for mercy: "I said I said, I must say!"
"How many masters do you have at or above the mid-level of the Secret Realm?" Shen Lang directly asked the key.
"Four...Four! My father, and the other three elders, are all in the middle stage of interrogation!" Yin Zhiping said tremblingly.
Shen Lang had been a killer for a long time, and he was best at this kind of torture. He could see that Yin Zhiping had not lied.
If there are really four mid-questioning martial artists, this Tianji Gate would be a little bit tricky.
"Including the disabled old man before?" Feng Luan asked coldly.
Yin Zhiping said immediately: "Yes, that's my father, and the three elders, they are all disabled..."
When these words came out, both Shen Lang and Feng Luan's eyes lit up.
Since they are disabled, their combat power must be halved, and the expressions of Shen Lang and Feng Luan quickly become relaxed.
For Wu Xiu, the human body is a natural large array. The lack of arms and legs means that this large array lacks necessary components, and its strength must be halved.
If a certain mid-stage martial art is a disabled person, then his strength must be far worse than the normal mid-stage challenge. At most, it can only be counted as half a middle stage. Drink compared to normal people.
"Why are the four mid-stage martial arts practitioners of Tianjimen all disabled?" Shen Lang questioned again.
"That's because..." Yin Zhiping hesitated a bit, did he feel that he revealed too much?
A cold light flashed in Feng Luan's eyes, and he waved the soft sword in his hand and cut off a small finger of Yin Zhiping's right hand.
"what!"
A sorrowful howl followed, and Yin Zhi's face was pale.
"Say or not?" Feng Luan pressed the soft sword, and Yin Zhiping was so frightened that she had no doubt that if she didn't say it, this woman would cut off one of her hands without hesitation.
In order to save his life, Yin Zhiping didn't dare to think carefully, so he had to explain it honestly.
It turned out that the Tianji Gate had suffered a major catastrophe 22 years ago, when a majestic female demon broke into the Misty Island and slaughtered all the masters of the Tianji Gate.
The strength of the former Tianjimen was very strong, not even weaker than the Kunlun Mountain enchantment eight sects.
However, she was beheaded by the female demon who broke in suddenly. Not only that, no martial artist above the Heavenly Mystery Gate was spared. Only four interrogative disciples lingered, but four were cut off and became disabled.
Now, one of the four surviving Wenjing Wuxiu has become the master of the sect, that is, Yin Zhiping's father, Yin Junjie. Three others became elders.
After hearing this story, both Shen Lang and Feng Luan felt that the Tianji Gate was indeed a bit too miserable, but this matter had nothing to do with them.
Shen Lang wondered, since Tianjimen was so awesome before, there must be a lot of good things.
Sure enough, Shen Lang asked something out of Yin Zhiping's mouth, which was about the cultivation resources of Tianjimen.
Yin Zhiping was fed a lot of aura stones in the early stage of the questioning. Tianjimen not only had a lot of aura stones, it seemed that there were also a lot of pill and some precious medicinal materials.
But Yin Zhiping didn't know where the Tianjimen cultivation resources were hidden.
"I have told you what I should explain, please let me go!" Yin Zhiping begged for mercy, earthy.
"Let you go? Haha, what a dream!"
This guy almost killed himself, and Shen Lang was determined not to let him live. Seeing that Yin Zhiping had lost its use value, Shen Lang set up a knife and prepared to send Yin Zhiping back to the west.
"Wait!"
Suddenly a loud shout came from the bottom of the cliff.
An old man rushed over, and this person was Yin Junjie, the master of the Heavenly Mystery Gate.
Yin Junjie rushed over with lightning speed, and wanted to drag Yin Zhiping over with one hand. Feng Luan was a little surprised at the speed.
It is estimated that this disabled old man has practiced some advanced light skills, otherwise the speed would not be so fast!