Chapter 87 Your Death Is Not Far Away!

"Chasing the soul, condensate!"

Su Lang was prepared for a long time, and when he flipped his wrist, a silver and mercury-like sword light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ding slang--!!"

The harsh sound of swords clashing resounded throughout the Ye family mansion.

After the blow, Ye Feizhang didn't move, Su Lang's long sword broke, the tiger's mouth was bleeding like a gulp, and he retreated more than ten meters in an instant.

All Ye family members were stunned by this result!

In their hearts, the 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 killed by a single sword, how could he still be alive! ?

Moreover, the man in the white robe and the cloak used the same move from "Soul Chasing", which is incredible!

Not only everyone in the Ye family, but even Ye Feizhang himself was so shocked that his pupils shrank.

There was even a trace of fear in his heart!

So weird, so scary!

A mere peak martial artist could survive an attack close to the level of a high-level general!

This is simply inhuman existence!

"Ye Feizhang, you dare to do something to me, your courage is commendable."

At this time, Su Lang threw a broken 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, 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 shoot at me, then I will give you Ye Lingfeng's head."

"You bastard!!"

Ye Feizhang was trembling with anger, wishing he could swallow Su Lang alive!

"You can't scold me either."

Su Lang sneered and threw out another bloody finger.

"You...what do you want!!"

Ye Feizhang pointed at Su Lang with grief and indignation, and the whole person was so angry that he was going crazy.

"I said that."

Su Lang smiled lightly, "Five million gold coins, in exchange for Ye Lingfeng's life."

"5000000!"

Ye Feizhang's words popped out from between his teeth, "I'll give it!!"

"Homeowner!!"

Many people from the Ye family exclaimed, their faces filled with grief and disbelief.

yielded!

A generation of military generals, the incomparably powerful Patriarch, has given in!

This is simply a great shame!

"Shut me all up!"

Ye Feizhang shouted loudly, almost hoarse!

He is the one who gave in, how could he not be ashamed! ?

However, as the head of the Ye family, Ye Feizhang didn't want to let the incense of the Ye family be cut off in his own hands!

Ye Lingfeng is of the highest quality, 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 abruptly and endured this shameful humiliation!

"Very wise choice."

Su Lang flipped his wrist and sheathed his long sword. "Prepare 5 million gold coins in one day, and send someone to the designated location on the map, so that it will not be delayed."

As he said that, 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, it's a matter of fact, I will still avenge my parents' revenge.

I still say that, enjoy your last days, your death is not far away! "

As soon as the voice fell, Su Lang's clone completely disappeared in place.

"puff--!!"

Ye Feizhang trembled for a while, then suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and shouted: "Shuzi!!"

......

Outside the barrier, the Glazed Tiger area.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Ye Lingfeng groaned in pain while clutching his broken arm, and the only hand left was four fingers.

Su Lang, who was sitting among the three clones, slowly opened his eyes.

"Well, I'm still in good health."

Su Lang took a deep breath and stretched.

Using 'Perfect Bend' can control the clone's every move, but it's very awkward.

It's like putting an idea into a body without temperature, and there is no sense of the soul and body being in harmony at all.

"Ah, my hand!"

Ye Lingfeng was still screaming, snot and tears streaming down his face.

Since he was a child, he was treated as an ancestor by the entire Ye family. When did he endure such pain?

And the pain is not only physical, but also mental.

After all, he will be disabled from now on, unless he takes the precious elixir that can regenerate a severed limb.

But the lowest level of that kind of medicine pill is the 9th grade medicine pill, how can it be so easy to get?