Su Lang had been on guard for a long time, and when he turned his wrist, a silver-mercury sword glow appeared in front of him.
"Ding yin¡ª¡ª!!"
The ear-piercing sound of clashing swords resounded throughout the Ye family mansion.
After one blow, Ye Feizhang remained motionless, Su Lang's long sword broke, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding profusely, and he retreated more than ten meters in an instant.
For this result, all the Ye family members were shocked!
In their hearts, Patriarch Ye Feizhang is one of the four strongest people in Hongfeng City.
In their imagination, the man in the white robe and cloak should be instantly killed by a sword, how could he still be alive! ?
Moreover, the man in the white robe and cloak actually used the same moves from "Hunting Soul", which is so unbelievable!
Not only everyone in the Ye family, but even Ye Feizhang himself was so shocked that his pupils shrank.
Even, a trace of fear rose in his heart!
So weird, so scary!
A mere peak martial artist can survive his attack close to the level of a senior general!
This is simply an inhuman existence!
"Ye Feizhang, you dare to do something to me, your courage is commendable."
At this time, Su Lang threw a severed arm with a sleeve on the ground, "As a reward, this is for you."
"This is!?"
Looking at the broken arm on the ground, Ye Feizhang's pupils shrank suddenly, and the whites of his eyes instantly turned red.
"Yes, this is Ye Lingfeng's arm!"
Su Lang said coldly, "If you still dare to attack me, then I will give you Ye Lingfeng's head."
"You bastard!!"
Ye Feizhang was trembling with anger, wishing he could eat Su Lang alive!
"You can't even scold me."
Su Lang sneered, and threw out another bloody finger.
"Youwhat on earth do you want!!"
Ye Feizhang pointed at Su Lang with great grief and indignation, his whole body was so angry that he seemed to be having an epileptic seizure.
"I said that."
Su Lang smiled faintly, "5 million gold coins, in exchange for Ye Lingfeng's life."
"5000000!"
Ye Feizhang's words came out from between his teeth, "I'll give it!!"
"Patriarch!!"
Many members of the Ye family exclaimed, with grief and disbelief written all over their faces.
Yield!
A generation of military generals, the incomparably powerful Patriarch, surrendered!
This is simply a great shame!
"Shut up, everyone!"
Ye Feizhang shouted sharply, almost at the top of his lungs!
He is the one who submits, why is he not ashamed! ?
However, as the head of the Ye family, Ye Feizhang didn't want the incense of the Ye family to be cut off in his own hands!
Ye Lingfeng has the best qualifications and is very likely to become a military commander. As long as people are alive, there is hope!
For the sake of the Ye family, Ye Feizhang swallowed this breath forcefully, and endured this great shame and humiliation!
"A very wise choice."
Su Lang flipped his wrist and put his long sword into its sheath, "Prepare 5 million gold coins within a day, and send someone to the designated place on the map. We will not wait when it is overdue."
As he spoke, he threw out a map, and his figure gradually faded.
And just when the figure was about to disappear completely, Su Lang's voice came again:
"By the way, Ye Feizhang, everything is different, and I will still avenge my parents.
I still say the same thing, enjoy your last days, your death is not far away! "
As soon as the voice fell, Su Lang's clone completely disappeared in place.
"Pfft¡ª¡ª!!"
Ye Feizhang trembled for a while, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and shouted: "Zhuzi!!"
Outside the barrier, the glazed tiger area.
"Ah, it hurts so much!"
Ye Lingfeng clutched his broken arm and wailed in pain, the only remaining hand had only four fingers.
Su Lang, who was sitting among the three clones, slowly opened his eyes.
"Well, my health is still good."
Su Lang took a deep breath and stretched himself.
?Using 'Perfect Bend Over' can control every move of the avatar, but it is very awkward.
It's like putting the mind into a body without temperature, and there is no sense of harmony between the soul and the body at all.
"?, my hand! "
Ye Lingfeng was still screaming, with snot and tears running down his face.
Since he was a child, he was enshrined by the entire Ye family as an ancestor. When did he endure such pain?
And this kind of pain is not only physical, but also mental.
After all, he will be crippled from now on, unless he takes the precious elixir that can regenerate a severed limb.
But the lowest level of that kind of elixir is the 9th tier elixir, so how can it be so easy to get? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com