This is the first time Xia Dingtian has encountered this situation.

The incident happened suddenly, and for a moment, he was at a loss.

He kept waving his palms and hit Meng Yang one by one, but his palms were always soft and weak, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

He is a four-star monk. Under normal circumstances, he can knock down an elephant with one palm, but now he is not even as good as an ordinary person. How can he not be in a hurry?

Meng Yang sneered: "No need to slap again. Your qi sea has been sealed by me with a silver needle. Even if you slap a hundred more palms, it will still be like this!"

"What?"

Xia Dingtian couldn't help but be shocked: "You actually sealed my Qihai?"

Xia Dingtian's expression changed wildly. For monks, if the Qihai was sealed, what's the difference between it and ordinary people?

Xia Dingtian was still a little unbelievable. After careful perception, he found that the sea of ​​Qi was like a pool of stagnant water, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

His Qihai was really sealed by Meng Yang! He looked at the silver needle stuck on his shoulder blades, and without hesitation, he stretched out his left hand to pull the needle. Meng Yang used the silver needle to seal his Qihai. As long as he pulled out the silver needle, the Qihai would naturally be clear.

However, as soon as he stretched out his left hand to pull out the needle, Meng Yang moved his hands together, and a silver needle, like a silver light, instantly pierced his left arm.

The left arm softened instantly. No matter how hard he tried to lift his left arm, it was impossible.

Xia Dingtian couldn't help but scream, and raised his right hand to pull out the needle. However, before his right hand was raised, Meng Yang shot a silver needle into his right arm, and his right arm was extremely moved again in an instant.

Seeing two silver needles instantly pierced on his left and right hands, Xia Dingtian felt weak for the first time.

He is also a four-star monk, but when facing Meng Yang, he didn't even have the power to fight back. What's going on?

He asked in horror, "Who are you?"

The more he could not move, the more scared he became. Seeing Meng Yang slowly walking towards him, Xia Dingtian had to retreat in fear.

"who I am?"

Meng Yang kicked Xia Dingtian in the stomach, and with a bang, Xia Dingtian rolled on the bed for a few times before falling to the ground.

"Does a person have a bad memory when he is old?

I have already said before that I am Xia Ruobing’s husband. Why did you forget so quickly?”

Looking at Xia Dingtian lying on the ground, Meng Yang snorted coldly: "Who tied up my woman, how do you think I should punish you?"

Xia Dingtian was so frightened that he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was Xia Ruobing's husband.

At this moment, his cultivation was sealed and he was like a useless person. If Meng Yang killed him, he would have no choice.

What's more, this is an underground palace, almost sealed from the ground. No matter how he shouts, people outside will not know.

The key is that Xia Ruobing was tortured by him to death. Will Meng Yang let him go?

Xia Dingtian sat up from the ground tremblingly, kicking his legs backwards, and he asked tremblingly: "What do you...what do you want?"

Meng Yang sneered and said, "What do I want to do?

What do you think I want?"

Meng Yang stretched out his hand, grabbed Xia Dingtian's collar and lifted him up. With a bang, he threw it in front of Xia Ruobing's bed, stepped on his back, and said coldly: "Kowtow, admit your mistake!"

Xia Dingtian was extremely humiliated, and he was a four-star monk.

He is also the helmsman of the Xia family. Now he is actually kowtowing to a yellow-haired girl. How is that possible?

"No, right?"

Meng Yang sneered, and there were seven silver needles in his hand, all of which were pierced into Xia Dingtian's body.

When the seventh silver needle was pierced, Xia Dingtian's body suddenly trembled.

He only felt that his whole body seemed to be in the two heavens of ice and fire, and his whole body was in extreme pain. If he hadn't insisted, he would have fainted at this moment.

He really didn't want to experience this kind of pain anymore, even if he died, he didn't want to experience this feeling anymore.

The young man in front of him was simply a devil, a devil from hell! Without hesitation, Xia Dingtian smashed his head directly to the ground and kowtowed to Xia Ruobing.

"No, I'll knock it again until I'm satisfied!"

Although Xia Dingtian was reluctant, his fate was now in Meng Yang's hands. Even if he was unwilling to knock, he would have to fight to survive.

Soon Xia Dingtian's head was bleeding, and the marble ground was cracked by Xia Dingtian's head, and the crack spread to the distance like a spider web.

"Is it OK now?"

Xia Dingtian felt that his head was about to be smashed. He held back the pain and looked at Meng Yang and asked, "If I hit it again, I will be hit to death. Now you can help me pull the needle!"

However, Meng Yang just shook his head and said, "Haha, how can I pull the needle when I have a needle?"

Meng Yang smiled faintly and said, "There is no needle in the ten dead, so what if I pull it out?

If you are pulled out, you will die!"

Xia Dingtian couldn't help but feel shocked. Seeing that he was indeed stabbed by Meng Yang with 10 silver needles, his heart fell to the bottom of the valley: "There is no needles for deaths?

You..." Xia Dingtian was so angry that he smoked his orifices. Meng Yang was not ready to let him go from beginning to end.

"You have three minutes left. Once three minutes arrive, you will die of bleeding from all seven orifices."

Meng Yang smiled coldly and said, "Enjoy well, let's have the last three minutes!"

After saying that, Meng Yang walked to the Bing Bed and prepared to pick Xia Ruobing up and leave here.

Xia Dingtian's eyes were red. He was a four-star monk who was so funny by a young boy. It's a pity that he could not use his skills at this moment, otherwise he would definitely slap this bastard to death.

"You must die a bad death!"

Xia Dingtian roared almost with all his strength: "Little turtle, you must die a good death. Let me tell you, Xia Luochen will not let you go, and the Xia family will not let you go. Even if you kill me, you will live in the nightmare of the Xia family forever..." Meng Yang was about to bend down to pick Xia Ruobing up and prepare to leave here, but after hearing Xia Dingtian's words, his steps paused.

He looked at Xia Dingtian with interest and said, "Well, your words seem to make some sense!"

Xia Dingtian thought Meng Yang had admitted defeat, so he immediately laughed hideously and said, "Boy, I tell you, the ability of the Xia family is not something you can imagine. Let me go quickly, otherwise you will die miserably!"

Meng Yang nodded. Xia Dingtian's words indeed reminded him that it seemed that he would eliminate future troubles.

He immediately ran to the gate and drew a huge rune at the gate.

"What are you doing?

I asked you to let me go, what the hell do you run to the door to draw?"

Although Xia Dingtian is a four-star monk, he has never seen runes.

Meng Yang painted ancient runes, and of course he couldn't understand them.

He even regarded Meng Yang as a lunatic and was painting at the door.

However, Meng Yang smiled and said, "Didn't you say Xia Luochen will take revenge on me?"

I tell you that with this rune, even if Xia Luochen wants to take revenge on me, he will not have a chance!"

"What do you mean?"

Xia Dingtian was confused and seemed to have a bad premonition in his heart.

"hehe!"

Meng Yang smiled faintly: "It's very simple, because the rune I drew can destroy everything, including Xia Luochen..." After saying that, Meng Yang ignored Xia Dingtian's horrified expression. He picked up Xia Ruobing and punched directly on the wall. A powerful energy was like a sharp sword, which directly broke the basement, and went up the slope to the ground.
Chapter completed!