In fact, to be honest, Tan Zhengdong is also depressed. I don't know why, since he was inexplicably abandoned by Ye Lang last time, apart from his full hatred for Ye Lang, the only thing left is extreme fear. Originally, under his father Tan Bo

With his recommendation, he was appreciated by Zen Master Xuan Ye, a master in the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple, and he became a disciple of this old monk. Not only did his injuries heal in just three days, but his skills also improved.

Unexpectedly, in less than two weeks, Xuan Ye took him out of the inner courtyard of the Shaolin Temple on the pretext of being taken out to see the world, and came to the Song family auction as a substitute. What made him even more depressed was that Ye Lang actually

Here too, in shock and anger, this kid obviously became a little manic.

Ye Lang was naturally not feeling well at this time. While he had to resist Tan Zhengdong's offensive, he also had to pay attention to whether there was anyone around him who was ready to intervene. With his dual focus, he naturally showed signs of decline.

Tan Zhengdong naturally seized this opportunity. A pair of light yellow palms danced in the air like a tiger, as if he could almost kill the void.

At this time, Ye Lang was also a little irritated. The guy in front of him made it clear that he wanted to take his own life. If he was doing two things like this, he might not need to be plotted by others. This guy in front of him could also kill him.

Finished.

After adjusting his state slightly, Ye Lang simply began to focus all his attention on Tan Zhengdong in front of him.

When Tan Zhengdong used 100% of his strength to strike at Ye Lang's chest, Ye Lang suddenly shouted loudly and without dodging, he hit Tan Zhengdong's palm with force.

At this time, Tan Zhengdong was very angry. When he saw that the opponent had revealed a flaw inexplicably, he transferred all the remaining three levels of skills in the meridians to the palm of his hand without even thinking about it.

"Bang……"

There was a muffled sound, and Ye Lang was slapped hard on the chest. He stepped back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But Ye Lang did not fall down. After taking a few steps back, although he fell to one knee on the ground because of being hit in the chest, his extremely resolute face was raised, with a

A sinister smile.

Originally, if Ye Lang hadn't come out like this, everyone, including Xuan Ye, would have thought that Tan Zhengdong had won. Unexpectedly, Ye Lang actually smiled so strangely that a kind of big boss present was even restrained.

Song Yu and others all focused their attention on Tan Zhengdong.

As the old saying goes, if a group of people don't look at it, it's fine. After seeing this, they were all shocked and speechless.

I saw that Tan Zhengdong, who had obviously had the advantage just now, the entire right half of his body was hanging down softly as if he had no bones, but the left side of his body was standing there straight, holding up the right half.

He didn't fall down. He looked like a zombie who wasn't fully dead yet, which was indescribably weird.

"Dong'er!"

When Xuan Ye saw this, he immediately became anxious. Regardless of the difference in seniority, he appeared beside Tan Zhengdong in a flash.

No wonder Xuan Ye was so excited. When Tan Bo went to the Shaolin Temple to introduce his son and seek medical treatment from his brothers, Xuan Ye fell in love with Tan Zhengdong at first sight. Although Tan Zhengdong's character was not good.

, but the natural talent and qualifications are excellent, and even the path of cultivation is in line with Xuan Ye's lineage.

According to Xuan Ye's idea, the purpose of going down the mountain this time was to use the auction to rectify Tan Zhengdong's identity; Xuyuan had really lost everyone in the Shaolin Temple before coming here, and Xuan Ye also hoped that Tan Zhengdong could be regarded as an equal.

The identity comes from Ye Lang, the instigator. It knocks the mountain and shakes the tiger.

But how could he have imagined that not everyone could do such a thing as knocking on a mountain and shaking a tiger. Tang Sancai, who was his equal just now, almost fell into Ye Lang's trap, so how could Tan Zhengdong be spared?

When Ye Lang got serious just now, he immediately came up with a plan.

When he left the secret room, he held one of Dijiang's hand bones in his arms. All the way in, both parties were a little too hasty, so neither of them noticed that Ye Lang's chest seemed to be bulging.

Such a small piece. Therefore, Ye Lang wanted to use this hand bone of Di Jiang, who was said to be able to turn the world upside down, to plot against Tan Zhengdong.

Tan Zhengdong didn't know that Ye Lang had come up with such a harmful idea so quickly. He thought it was because he was weak, unable to dodge and had no new strength, so he slapped Ye Lang with all his strength.

In this way, Ye Lang played right into Ye Lang's hands.

After all, Dijiang is Dijiang. Even if the body dies, the small piece of hand bone left behind is not something to be trifled with.

When Tan Zhengdong slapped him, he was immediately stunned. He didn't even have time to feel the pain. The entire right half of the bones shattered again. Compared with the damage caused by Ye Lang last time, this time

Almost all of his bones had been shattered into powder. Without special treatment, the right half of his body would have been like a ball of ooze for the rest of his life.

Of course, Ye Lang did not expect at first that the hardness of the hand bones alone could directly cause such damage. So when Tan Zhengdong slapped his chest, he also took out his palm, and three of them were in his palm.

The evil spirit needle penetrated into the meridians on the left side of Tan Zhengdong's body without mercy.

In just the blink of an eye, three spiritual needles had severed several important meridians on Tan Zhengdong's chest one by one. By the time Ye Lang stepped back, Tan Zhengdong could no longer move the left half of his body and could only passively move his body.

He relied on the skeleton to support his body. But the three spiritual needles also returned to Ye Lang's palm at the same time.

"Ahem...ahem...silly x...I can cripple you once, but I can cripple you a second time!" Ye Lang said while taking a breath.

Tan Zhengdong just stared at Ye Lang blankly for a long time, but couldn't even say a word.

"Bang……"

There was another muffled sound, and Tan Zhengdong's body finally could no longer support it, and he fell straight at the feet of Zen Master Xuan Ye. It was only then that the pain of powdery fractures and severed veins in his body was transmitted to Tan Zhengdong.

in the brain.

Poor guy who was finally cured from his injury, in less than two weeks, he became a cripple again. He couldn't even pass out because of the excessive pain.

"Ye Lang! You're going too far." Xuan Ye looked stupidly at his new apprentice being inexplicably destroyed. For a long time, he couldn't even figure out how Ye Lang did it. In the end, he could only

That sentence popped out.

"Am I going too far to deceive others?" Ye Lang adjusted his breathing and couldn't help but sneer on his lips, "You are a useless apprentice who is not good at learning and has no long memory. You have found fault with me several times. Could it be my fault?

Already?"

"That's right!" Xuan Ye slowly raised his head, with a fierce look in his eyes, "It's your fault for hurting my disciple."

"What do you say? Old monk, do you also want to come and fight with me?" Seeing this, Ye Lang felt a little weak in his heart, but his words became even more fierce.

"Two moves with you? In less than three moves, the poor monk can beat you to a cripple, and in less than five moves, he can destroy you!" Unfortunately, Xuan Ye did not follow Ye Lang's tactics, and was also ruthless.

He said hotly, "However, the poor monk can give you a choice. Hand over the woman named Su Xia, and then hand over the weapon that injured my disciple, and the poor monk will spare your life!"

"Haha, old monk, do you think I'm stupid?" Ye Lang sneered, "Don't say that Su Xia is my wife, just this is the weapon that injured your apprentice. If I hand it over, wouldn't it be wrong?

Does that mean I’m giving you my final protection?”

"Yes, yes, it seems that donor Ye is also a sensible person." After hearing Ye Lang's simple analysis, Xu Ye simply stopped playing tricks, and the look on his face became sinister, "Since we are all sensible people,

Then open the skylight and speak frankly. If you hand over that woman today and then give this treasure to my Buddhist Shaolin Temple with both hands, I, Xuan Ye, will give you a happy life. If not..."

"Otherwise, how about being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts?" Ye Lang sneered.

"Haha, cut into pieces by a thousand cuts?" Xuan Ye also sneered back, "Although our Shaolin Inner Academy is not as good at poisons as the Tang Sect, we still have a set of torture techniques. Donor Ye, do you want to give it a try?

?”

"So, if I don't hand it over today, I won't be able to survive or die?" Ye Lang's face suddenly changed, showing a hint of flinching.

"Not bad!" When Xuan Ye saw this, he felt happy in his heart, thinking that Ye Lang was just like that, he wouldn't be able to harden up after being frightened.

"Then I would like to ask Master Xuan Ye, if I hand over this treasure, will it belong to your Shaolin Temple or to all the fifteen sect representatives present?" Ye Lang's face changed again, as if he was a little confused.

, and seemed a little curious.

"Nonsense, the world's treasures belong to the virtuous. Since it was a poor monk who captured you, they naturally belong to our Shaolin Temple!" Xuan Ye said it directly without even thinking about it.

"So, the remaining fourteen sects here today are just lackeys under your Shaolin command, here to support you and build up your courage?" Ye Lang changed the topic again and directly hit the target.

The crux of the matter.

"These... the representatives of the fifteen families are naturally equal, but you were captured by my Shaolin Temple. Of course, the spoils belong to my Shaolin Temple!" When Xuan Ye heard this, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes couldn't help but glance towards him.

He attracted the fourteen sect representatives around him.

It's a pity that the words spoken are like water poured out. Xuan Ye has stayed in the Shaolin Temple for a long time and is used to being domineering. When he speaks quickly, he forgets that he is no longer in the Shaolin Temple. So, as his
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