"I pay ten million, but I have a request. After I take off Chu Lang's tongue, Chu Lang is still alive. I want Chu Lang to beg me to return his tongue to him."

Liu Shengyi said.

"This can be found, it's not bad. I like your suggestion!"

Shen Meng's eyes lit up with a knife and she immediately said.

"I want one ear of Chu Lang, I will pay a million."

Tan Siqi was obviously a little restrained, but she still looked at Chu Lang with a resentful look on her face and said.

"Yes, our Yang people are very honest in doing business. Buy one get one free, one million, I'll give you two ears."

Shenmeng said with ease.

"I want Chu Lang's legs! Ten million!"

Luo Ze's face turned gloomy and his voice hoarsely, and he glared at Chu Lang fiercely.

Luo Ze is now sitting in a wheelchair, with the gauze on his knees still stained with blood without drying. He glared at Chu Lang fiercely and then said.

His legs were ruined by Chu Lang, and he could only spend his whole life in a wheelchair.

"Yeah! Not bad! That's it!"

"How is it, boy, do you feel very honored?

It is me who makes your value manifest! You are much more valuable than a pig!"

"Don't worry! Our Yang Kingdom warriors are very familiar with the body structure of you, the sick man in Xia Kingdom, and I am also experienced. When you do it, you won't feel too much pain."

Shen Meng said proudly with a cruel arc flashing from the corner of her mouth.

Tan Siqi and others seemed to have no feelings for the four sick husbands of Xia Kingdom at all. This is really a tragedy as a Xia Kingdom.

"Divine Dream Knife, don't waste time, I'm very busy."

Chu Lang said impatiently.

"Okay! Since you are in such a hurry to die, I will give you a ride!"

Shen Meng Yidao's face turned cold, and his whole body burst out with a breath, his clothes were dancing without wind, and the sound of aura was filled with a unique aura that belonged to the cultivator, causing the people around him to retreat, and a trace of solemnity and fear flashed in his eyes to look at Shen Meng Yidao.

On the other hand, Chu Lang's face was dull and the ancient well was not waved, and he just looked at Shen Meng quietly.

"Chu Lang, aren't you that capable of fighting?

how?

Are you scared silly?”

"Chu Lang's ability is just a mess in front of us. If he really has the ability, how could he be a novice all the time!"

Tan Siqi and Deacon Jiang both looked at Chu Lang with contempt and laughed.

In their opinion, although Chu Lang had some skills in fisting, he still couldn't compare with Shen Meng Yidao. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hit by Shen Meng Yidao a few days ago without any power to fight back. But now facing Shen Meng Yidao, Chu Lang still doesn't even have the courage to fight back.

"Oh! Xia Guo's sick husband is really too weak! I hope you can fight me like a man, but..." Shen Meng sighed and said in disappointment, looking so lonely as if she was invincible.

"I'll give you a chance to draw your sword!"

Chu Lang looked at Shen Meng faintly and said.

"Yes, Mr. Shenmeng, hurry up and draw the sword! Cut off Chu Lang's tongue! I can't wait!"

"Yes, I can't wait to see Chu Lang kneeling down and begging for mercy. It will definitely be very exciting!"

Tan Siqi and Liu Shengyi both rubbed their hands with excitement and said to Shen Meng, as if they had seen Chu Lang lose his tongue and ears, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

"Oh! Let's do it! Boy, out of humanitarianism, come and kneel down for me, and admit that your warriors in Xia Kingdom are all sick husbands. I can consider leaving you a whole body, how about it?"

Shen Meng was not anxious and smiled proudly and said to Chu Lang.

Chu Lang frowned slightly. This divine dream was really floating.

"Yes, the warriors in Xia Kingdom are all sick men. What a big deal to practice! They are really too weak. The bushidao in Yang Kingdom is authentic. The hushidao in Xia Kingdom is just a peek at the bushidao in Yang Kingdom!"

Surprisingly, Deacon Jiang, who is the deacon at the headquarters of the Xia Guowu League, actually spoke first, without changing his face and his heart was not beating, and he felt no shame at all.

Tan Siqi and Liu Shengyi couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and looked at Deacon Jiang in surprise.

Even Shen Meng Yidao squeezed out three black lines on his forehead and looked at Deacon Jiang in surprise.

This woman is really too unlucky, but this also made Shen Meng feel a little boring to humiliate Chu Lang.

"Okay! It's time to end this boring farce!"

Shen Mengyidao glanced at Chu Lang impatiently and said.

Before everyone could react, Shen Meng flashed with a knife, and suddenly appeared beside Chu Lang, and punched Chu Lang in the face with a sudden punch.

"snort!"

When Shen Mengyidao saw that Chu Lang was still not moving, she couldn't help but snorted coldly, and her breath suddenly burst out.

"Puff puff puff puff~" Shen Meng's breath burst out, and the fallen leaves were knocked away directly. A whirlpool was blowing in the air. The Taoist robe was dancing without wind, and Shen Meng's sword also slowed down, and he acted as handsome as possible in a posture that he thought was handsome, and took a step forward, looking quite like a master.

"Wow! It's worthy of being the top ten sword saints of Yang Kingdom! This momentum! Unrivaled in the world!"

"Too strong! It's really too strong! It's really a blessing to be able to see Mr. Meng, a swordsman, take action!"

"I am worthy of being the Sword God. I can be very imposing with just one move. I thought I could only see this kind of scene on TV, but I didn't expect that I could see it with my own eyes today! Yang Guo Bushidao, real kung fu!"

Tan Siqi and his men were obviously shocked by the momentum of Shen Mengyidao, and they all said in surprise, which was so overwhelming that they admired Shen Mengyidao.

Shen Meng Yidao seemed to enjoy this feeling of being admired very much. A floating smile appeared on his old face, but he felt a sense of disdain in his heart.

Creating this kind of atmosphere is not difficult for practitioners who have just entered the cultivation process, but it consumes too much spiritual power and does not have any substantial effect, so it can only be used to show off.

"Bang!"

Just as everyone was full of admiration for Shen Mengyidao, Shen Mengyidao felt that he had reached the peak of the world of pretending, and Shen Mengyidao's fist was about to hit Chu Lang's face.

A loud slap sounded, completely ending the peak of Shen Mengyidao's pretentiousness. Before Shen Mengyidao could react, he felt a numbness on his face and his whole body flew out like a shell.

Because, Chu Lang suddenly took action.

The scene was once in awkward, quiet, dead quiet.

Everyone's mouth twitched, and their expressions were very unnatural.
Chapter completed!