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Chapter 32 Against Boss Song
Arriving at Tianhe Commercial Center, YangMeng took out his mobile phone and dialed it, and said, "I'm already here, where are you? Could it be because I'm afraid that I won't dare to come out?"

With a sneer in the middle-aged man's voice, he said, "Hey! You're here? Why are you in such a hurry, are you in a hurry to see Lord Yan? Do you see the screen in the square in front of you? Go there."

YangMeng hung up the phone, got out of the car directly, and came to the screen in the square which was only more than 100 meters away.

Soon, the phone rang again, and as soon as YangMeng connected, the middle-aged man's voice came over, "There is a rental warehouse building on the right side of the screen in the square, you go to the eleventh floor of that building now."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and did not give YangMeng a chance to speak.

"Fuck, it's hidden!" YangMeng frowned, put the phone in his pocket, and walked straight into the building.

I took the elevator all the way up to the eleventh floor. Just as I pushed open the door full of sundries, the sound of "slapping" palms rang out.

Boss Song clapped his hands with a sarcastic smile on his face and said, "Mr. Yang, I really admire you! For your little girlfriend, you really dare to come here alone!"

As soon as YangMeng entered the door, he sensed three faint auras.Judging from the fluctuation of breath, one of these three people has the cultivation base of the middle stage of dark energy, and the other two are in the late stage of bright energy and the other in the middle stage of bright energy.

Frowning and looking at Boss Song, Lao Hu and Lao Ba in front of him, Yang Meng said coldly: "Who are you? Who sent you here?"

Boss Song shook his head and said, "So what if you know? Anyway, if you came today, don't even think about going back alive!"

"It seems that your purpose is to kill me?" YangMeng's face was very cold, he stared at Boss Song and said, "Okay, it's fine if you don't want to say it! Tell me, where is Yaoyao?"

"Of course we will let her go! As for where she is, don't even try to find out!" After finishing the sentence, Boss Song waved his hand and said, "Old fox, old scar!"

"call out!"

Lao Hu and Lao Ba shook their bodies and rushed out in an instant.

The two of them, one with a big hand, instantly turned red, like the bottom of a hot pot, and slapped YangMeng's chest.

"Fuck, Iron Sand Palm!" Looking at the two big hands that were steaming, YangMeng's eyes widened. Of course, he was not scared, but rather surprised that they practiced Iron Sand Palm.

YangMeng really wanted to test how powerful he was now, so he threw out two punches without dodging or evading, and went to meet him.

Seeing YangMeng's movements, Laohu and Laoba looked at each other, with a smirk on their faces, "Boy, this is your courting death, you can't blame us!"

"Crack!"

The fists and palms intersected, and there were two clear and crisp sounds of bones breaking. YangMeng's upper body swayed, but his feet firmly stomped on the ground as if they had taken root, staying in place.

However, Laohu and Laoba backed up five or six steps at the same time, and directly bumped into Boss Song who was behind him.

YangMeng's face relaxed, and he squeezed his hands, feeling that he only used [-]% of his strength.

"Peak of bright energy!"

The eyes of the old fox and the old scar showed horror, and they spit out four words at the same time.

However, after their hand bones were broken, they didn't dare to continue fighting with YangMeng. The so-called injury of muscles and bones for a hundred days, although they have already cultivated true energy, the broken hand bones need to be repaired for at least a month time to fully recover.

Boss Song saw that Yang Meng was able to blow the old fox and old scar away with one punch, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes. He never thought that Yang Meng would be so powerful. Although the old fox and old scar were ineffective, they had been fighting for a long time. , with a body that has reached the mid-to-late stage of bright energy, YangMeng's punch can blow them away, and it is obvious that he is about to break through to the level of dark energy.

"Go to the warehouse inside..." Mr. Song whispered a few words in the ears of the two nephews, twisted his hands, and said, "Yang Meng, I didn't expect you to be a master. What a pleasant surprise!"

"Hmph, you guys are pretty good too! I see that your palms are red, and you obviously have cultivated iron sand palms, but these two wastes seem to have not cultivated enough!" YangMeng smiled coldly, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, you guys are now Hand over Shen Mengyao, and I can make your death a little bit easier. Otherwise, I will let you all suffer from the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty later, and you will not be able to survive or die!"

"Hahaha, isn't it?" Boss Song burst into laughter when he heard the words, and said out of breath after a long while: "You are really arrogant, and you dare to hurt my people! I just hope that you will return later." With this courage..."

"If you want to hit him, hit him fast, if you don't hit me, get out!" YangMeng didn't bother to chat with him anymore, seeing the two young men running towards the small door behind the warehouse, he directly chased after them.

"You..." Boss Song didn't expect that Yang Meng would dare to speak like that, he raised his palm without hesitation, the true energy in his body was circulating rapidly, his pair of big hands were like red-hot irons, palm after palm The ground hit YangMeng who came closer.

"Hoohoo~~~"

The two big hands were flying up and down, causing a strong wind sound, and there was even a trace of scorching heat, which made YangMeng feel a dull and oppressive feeling.

If the iron sand palms of Laohu and Lao Ba were a single attack just now, then the iron sand palms of Song Boss are stacked palm shadows, not only blocking YangMeng's back, front, left, left, and right sides, but also with a strong sense of oppression. YangMeng was forced to resist.

In comparison, the iron sand palms of the old fox and old scar are simply child's play.

YangMeng's face became serious. He originally thought that if he had ascended to the first level of heavenly energy, he would be able to fight even against a strong man at the peak of dark energy.But right now, this middle-aged man with only the middle stage of Anjin's cultivation, his pair of iron sand palms are superb, and he is afraid that if he wants to take him down, he will have to use some means.

"What the hell, are all the guys with the Dark Energy cultivation level of Shui Lanxing like this?" YangMeng cursed in a low voice, arousing the true energy in his body with both fists, and punched dozens of punches from the air in a row, agitated The wind of the fist and the shadow of the crimson palm collided with each other, making a 'cracking' sound.

Boss Song took a few steps back and looked at YangMeng in shock. He didn't expect that this young man who was only at the peak of the Ming Realm would be able to withstand his own iron sand palm attack that was comparable to the late Dark Realm.

He couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Well, according to the information that Li Qi gave me, this young man is only in his 20s at best, even if he started to practice zhenqi from the womb, he can't be compared with me Ah? Damn, I saw a ghost!"

In the first round, YangMeng repelled Boss Song, and took a few steps back at the same time. He also heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. This Boss Song is really not ordinary difficult to deal with. Not only is he proficient in using Iron Sand Palm, but he is also ruthless. Spicy, every move and every style went straight to the Tianling Gai, temples, throat and heart.

If it wasn't for the memory of the battle in the fairy world in the previous life in his mind, he might have fallen into his way.

"YangMeng, I have to say that you are very good! You are the first one who can push Lao Tzu to such an extent, but if you only have this ability, then you should go see the King of Hades!"

Saying that, Boss Song didn't wait for YangMeng's reaction at all, his palms that were already exuding heat went wild again, steaming a blood-colored mist, and slapped YangMeng's face.

"What the hell, you're still engaging in a sneak attack!" YangMeng narrowed his eyes, his fists once again condensed their real energy, and once again came into intimate contact with Boss Song's palms.

"Bang Bang~~~"

YangMeng's fist intersected with Boss Song's iron sand palm, and the sound was like thunder in spring.

The only difference from the first time is that this time, YangMeng felt as if his fist had hit the stove, and a scorching force of energy penetrated the pores of the fist and penetrated into his own. in the body.

I saw YangMeng's fist suddenly swollen like a braised pig's trotter, fat and fat, as if it would break if he poked it.

YangMeng was taken aback, and quickly circulated his true energy on his feet, kicking Boss Song flying out, and then activated the Yuqing Immortal Technique, and began to repair the injury on his hand.

Boss Song, who got up from not far away, was also uncomfortable. The previous blow of "Red Flame Iron Sand Palm" was the secret of the iron master, and it took [-]% of the true energy in his body to perform it.

It can be said that Boss Song only has about [-]% of his true energy left in his body, so he is also sweating profusely and panting.

"You are so insidious!" YangMeng was furious in his heart after being tricked by Boss Song.

"Ga~~ga~~" Boss Song took a deep breath, looked at YangMeng with a sullen face and said, "Boy, you never tire of cheating! You'd better obediently die for me!"

Speaking of this, Boss Song's eyes flashed with a look of ferocity, and his body turned, a fierce tiger descended the mountain and rushed towards Yang Meng. The pair of red iron sand palms that were as big as palm-leaf fans slapped Yang Meng's temples straightly.

Boss Song wants to kill YangMeng urgently now, because this goal is too difficult to deal with, if he kills him one minute later, he will be in danger for one more minute.

"Looking for death!" YangMeng sneered in his heart, only to see his pair of palms that looked like fat pig's trotters had returned to their original shape at some point, and there was still a crumpled piece of yellow paper in those big hands.

"Don't you like heat, I'll make you hot enough with me! True fire talisman, duh!"

Yang Meng glared at Boss Song fiercely, raised his right hand, and a real fire talisman shot straight at Boss Song's body.

"Hahaha, do you think you are the Huode Xingjun invited by Sun Houzi? It's really a fire talisman, and I still... ah!!" Seeing the real fire talisman coming, Boss Song didn't care, but Laughing loudly, he reached out to grab the crumpled talisman.

However, when his right hand just touched the talisman, a dazzling blue flame rose up, directly ignited his right hand, and burned it to ashes in an instant.

(End of this chapter)