Chapter 242: You Told Me to Cut You
If it's a real fight, fight to the death.
Even if Dongfang Xun can kill Shen Zhan, he will definitely not be able to live!
Shen Zhan quickly regained his expression, a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.
I thought that the old guy in the East was so powerful after stepping into the ten grades, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that!
Shen Wudao's face also showed a hint of ecstasy.
"Old fellow of the East! Your ten grades aren't very powerful! I can't even beat my grandfather's nine grades, and I really doubt that you really have stepped into the tenth grade! In other words, it's just what you said nonsense, you haven't stepped into the realm of the ten grades at all! ”
After being slapped a few times yesterday, Shen Wudao still holds a grudge.
He had always thought that the slap was from Dongfang Xun.
Now that she has been caught, she is naturally humiliated!
Anyway, there is Grandpa Shen Zhan here!
Although the duel between Grandpa and the old guy in the East fell behind, if it really started, it was not necessarily who would win!
Besides, there are other Nine Rank Martial Sect powerhouses in his Shen family.
I'm not afraid of Zhongnanshan at all!
Just as his voice fell.
Syllable!
A crisp voice rang out, just as it had been yesterday at the foot of the mountain.
In an instant, a bright red slap print appeared on the left side of Shen Wudao's face.
This slap directly blinded Shen Wudao!
Hold the grass!
He just thought that with his grandfather here, Dongfang Xun didn't dare to make a move on him.
Who would have thought that the slap in the face would come so quickly!
Although I didn't see how Dongfang Xun made a move, the feeling of this slap was exactly the same as yesterday!
Who else could it be if it wasn't Dongfang Xun?
Shen Zhan also looked at Dongfang Xun with anger on his face.
"I'm right here, and you dare to beat my grandson?!"
His heart was furious.
This precious grandson, he is reluctant to fight.
It doesn't matter if he was beaten by Dongfang Xun yesterday, but now he slapped him in front of him!
Dongfang Xun was also blinded, and his pupils were full of doubts.
Of course, he saw the bright red slap print on Shen Wudao's face.
However, this slap was indeed not made by him!
His mother's was also confused!
However, immediately, his body shook violently, and the corner of his eye glanced at Jiang Yuan.
The next moment he understood!
The weird and magical slap just now was definitely made by Mr. Jiang!
However, when he saw that Jiang Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he didn't dare to find out.
Seeing that Shen Zhan was so angry, Dongfang Xun's face was also gloomy.
You're not happy just after a slap?
Just now, you hurt more than a dozen disciples of Zhongnan Mountain!
"It was you who hurt me first, and the disciples of Nanshan were the first, and now this slap should be repaid!"
"Nonsense! The old guy in the East spews blood! Have you forgotten those slaps you slapped me yesterday? Shen Wudao shouted angrily.
Belch...
Those slaps yesterday?
Hearing this, Dongfang Xun's face was strange.
He didn't forget.
Because, he never knew about it.
"Ahem, ahem!"
He coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then said, "I, the disciples of Zhongnan Mountain, were oppressed by your grandfather's coercion just now, so what if I slapped you?" ”
"Humph! Leave this matter aside for now! There is another disciple of my Shen family who is on your Zhongnan Mountain, hurry up and hand him over. ”
Shen Zhan said with a sullen snort.
"You mean that disciple named Shen Fei?"
Yesterday, Zhong Ling had already told Dongfang Xun everything about Shen Fei.
However, because Shen Fei was seriously injured and still recuperating, he had not had time to see him.
"Not bad! Give him up, and I will no longer be troubled with you, and I will depart now. Shen Zhan said lightly.
Dongfang Xun shook his head.
"Shen Fei, he is now my disciple of Zhongnan Mountain, and he should stay in Zhongnan Mountain."
Shen Wudao covered the slap marks on his face and spoke again: "Shen Fei is a member of the Shen family, so naturally he should go with us!" ”
"Shameless!"
Seeing Shen Wudao's ugly face, Shen Qingyue couldn't help but scold: "Obviously, it was your Shen family who expelled Shen Fei from the family before!" Now how can you say that he is a member of the Shen family? ”
"It's not that I said, he's just an ordinary person now! Now that he's been expelled, what do you want him to go back for? ”
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan shook his head and smiled.
The little sister's mind is still too simple!
The sinister nature of human nature has always been extremely ugly!
Shen Wudao wanted Shen Fei to go back, it was nothing more than that Shen Fei angered him yesterday, and now he wants Shen Fei to go back to take revenge!
Although Shen Wudao despised Zhongnan Mountain very much.
But as long as he didn't really tear his face, on top of Zhongnan Mountain, he still had nothing to do with Shen Fei.
Shen Wudao still wanted to scold.
At this moment, Shen Zhan suddenly saw the short sword Yuehua in Shen Qingyue's hand!
"Why is this sword in your hand?"
Shen Zhan asked coldly.
"This was meant to be my sword!"
Shen Qingyue pouted.
Hearing this, Shen Zhan's eyes were cold, and he said to Shen Wudao faintly: "Nonsense, this is clearly my Shen family's sword!" There is no way, go, bring me this sword! ”
"Yes!"
Shen Wudao nodded heavily, a hideous smile on his face.
He walked towards Shen Qingyue step by step!
With Grandpa Shen Zhan here, he is fearless!
"Hey, hey! Obediently hand over the short sword to me, otherwise, don't blame me for destroying the flowers! ”
Shen Wudao's appearance made Shen Qingyue startled.
Jiang Yuan stood behind him and said lightly: "Little junior sister, don't be afraid. He's not your opponent, just cut him with the short sword in your hand. ”
"Hahahaha!"
Shen Wudao looked up to the sky and laughed as if he had heard some joke.
"Boy, even you can't be my match! This little bitch isn't even a fart! ”
Whore!
As soon as these two words came out, Jiang Yuan's eyes instantly narrowed.
He said coldly again: "Little junior sister, cut him!" ”
"Hahaha! Come, come and cut me! A broken sword can't even cut my clothes......"
Poof!
Shen Wudao's words came to an abrupt end halfway through.
A sharp pain came from his arm.
The pain almost suffocated him!
For a while, I wanted to wail, but I couldn't make any sound!
Because, one of his arms was directly cut off by Shen Qingyue with the short sword Yuehua.
Moment!
Everyone in the main hall was stunned for a moment.
Including Shen Zhan and Dongfang Xun!
They all looked at Shen Qingyue in shock, and looked at the short sword Yuehua!
How is this possible!
Shen Zhan's brows furrowed.
This precious grandson of his is an eight-rank martial artist, and his body strength is extremely high, and ordinary weapons can't even cut through his skin!
Now his entire arm has been shaved off......
"My arm! My arm! ”
Shen Wudao fell to the ground with a pop, holding the arm that had fallen, crying incessantly.
"It's... You told me to cut you..."Shen Qingyue whispered.
"Poof!"
Hearing this, Shen Wudao spurted out a mouthful of blood again.