Who would have thought that when Ye Chen broke Lu Haotian's arms, he also cut off all his meridians!
To be able to easily cut off all of Lu Haotian's meridians and destroy all of his cultivation without making a move was like a crushing gap between a human and an ant.
At this moment, everyone in Wanlong Palace was in despair.
As for the people around Ye Chen, everyone wanted to cheer for joy.
As for Su Chengfeng, who was wearing hemp and mourning, his whole body had collapsed, and his hands and feet were shaking involuntarily.
He really didn't expect that the Ye family would have such a powerful presence.
The Ten Thousand Dragon Palace that he relied on, the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace that he thought could absolutely crush Ye Chen, turned out to be no match for Ye Chen!
He suddenly thought that his two granddaughters and his eldest daughter-in-law had all come to help Ye Chen, and his heart skipped a beat: "Could it be...could it be that this Ye Chen is the top master who has been secretly targeting him?
!”
Thinking of this, Su Chengfeng felt even more desperate.
At this time, Ye Chen looked at Lu Haotian, who had completely collapsed, and asked with a smile: "What? Why did the majestic Tiger King in white give in so quickly?"
In order to survive, Lu Haotian lost all his masterly demeanor. He took the initiative to kneel on the ground and begged in tears: "Mr. Ye, my arms are completely useless, and all my meridians are broken. Now I am a complete idiot."
I’m a useless person, please be noble and spare my life!”
Lu Haotian was so broken that he knelt down and begged for mercy, which made Wan Pojun feel despair and made other soldiers of Wanlong Palace extremely horrified.
Although Lu Haotian was extremely angry, he still wanted to live in his heart. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he would not give up.
Because he knew Ye Chen's strength. If he really wanted to kill him, it would be as simple as moving his fingers.
Lu Haotian cried loudly, his arms were twisted into a mess. He could only use the strength of his back to bend and kowtow. While kowtowing, he cried and begged: "Mr. Ye... I was wrong...
....I shouldn't speak loudly to you...let alone challenge your majesty..."
"But...but I don't want to die...I really don't want to die..."
"Please, please see how I've become like this, please be merciful and spare my life..."
Ye Chen looked at him coldly, his voice suddenly raised a few points, and he asked sternly: "You just dared to be so presumptuous in front of my parents' souls. Do you really think that I can spare your life by kneeling on the ground and kowtow begging for mercy?"
Lu Haotian cried loudly: "I know my mistake...I really know my mistake..."
Ye Chen slapped her hard and said in a cold voice: "Now you realize your mistake? When you rushed into Ye's house yesterday with a cigar in your mouth, weren't you very arrogant? Didn't you say you wanted to kill me first?"
As he said that, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "By the way, don't you love smoking cigars? Then I'll make you a cigar so you can smoke it to your heart's content!"
After saying that, Ye Chen looked at Hong Wu and blurted out: "Hong Wu! Go get some yellow paper for visiting graves! Get more!"
"Okay Master Ye!" Hong Wu hurriedly took out a few bundles of yellow paper to be burned in front of the grave from a large pile of ancestor worship materials prepared by the Ye family.
Ye Chen took a thick bundle and rolled it into a paper roll shape as thick as a mineral water bottle. Then he stuffed one end directly into Lu Haotian's mouth and said to Hong Wu: "Come on, Hong Wu!
Wait for this tiger king in white to smoke a big cigar that I, Ye Chen, personally made for him!"
Hong Wu chuckled, and immediately took out a lighter and lit the other end of the paper roll. While lighting it, he sneered: "Mr. Tiger King, you are so damn lucky to be able to smoke a cigar made by Master Ye himself.
It’s just you.”
As he said that, he saw that the paper could not be lit because it was thicker, so he slapped Lu Haotian on the face and cursed: "Damn it, you do it! If you don't do it, what the hell am I going to do?"
Got it?!"
Lu Haotian's mouth was filled with the paper roll, and he felt ashamed and angry, but he could only obediently suck in it as hard as he could.
But the smoke produced by burning yellow paper could not be compared with the rich taste of Cuban cigars. As soon as he took the first puff, Lu Haotian was choked by the thick smoke and coughed, and tears and mucus spurted out at the same time.
Ye Chen glared at him and sneered: "Yesterday you took a cigar and puffed it up in front of me. Why did you lose your style of making nonsense??"
Lu Haotian couldn't help but shudder when he thought of how arrogant he looked yesterday.
Seeing his fearful look, Ye Chen continued: "Don't forget, you also used a cigar to kill a nurse from my Ye family! Even if it's just one life for another, I will kill you today!"
Speaking of this, Ye Chen paused slightly and continued: "Don't you want to live? Finish smoking this big cigar first. After smoking it, I will consider whether to spare your life. But if you can't finish it, you can't.
Sorry, you are the first one to die today!"
Hearing this, Lu Haotian felt desperate and just wanted to do everything possible to survive.
So, he could only try his best to smoke the thick roll of yellow paper, and his whole body was choked by the thick smoke and almost collapsed.
However, he did not dare to neglect anything and could only try his best to inhale the thick smoke into his body.
The Wanlong Palace soldiers on the scene were extremely horrified. They all knew that Lu Haotian loved Cuban cigars, but who could have imagined that Lu Haotian would end up like this?
Lu Haotian tried his best and whipped hard for a long time. When he finally finished pulling out the roll of yellow paper, he was about to collapse and die.
And when it burned to the end, the flaming yellow paper directly burned his lips and around his mouth, creating a pile of blisters.
Lu Haotian, who finally got over it, looked at Ye Chen solemnly and asked softly: "Ye...Mr. Ye...I have finished all the smoking, can you spare my life?"
Ye Chen sneered: "Of course not! It's definitely not that simple if you want to survive! Everything depends on my mood!"
Lu Haotian completely collapsed, so he turned his head and looked at Wan Pojun with tears streaming down his face like a child, and begged: "Palace Master...save me...save me, Palace Master
..."
Wan Pojun's heart was also full of despair at this time.
I never dreamed that going up to Yeling Mountain today would be like this.
Seeing Lu Haotian's painful and desperate look, and then thinking of Ye Chen's incomparable strength, his heart was filled with despair.
He knew that his revenge was completely hopeless.
So, he swallowed his saliva, spoke in a respectful tone, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ye Chen... please let him go! Let him go, and I, Wanlong Palace, will evacuate immediately.
In this life, I will never go against the Ye family again!"
Ye Chen seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed loudly: "Wan Pojun! Do you think that my Ye family's ancestral grave is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
Wan Pojun gritted his teeth and asked him: "Then what do you want?"
Ye Chen sneered and said: "What I want is to treat others in their own way!"
Wan Pojun asked nervously: "You...what do you mean?"
Ye Chen looked at the two coffins behind him and smiled: "Didn't you threaten to crush my parents' bones and raise them to ashes? Your parents' coffins happen to be right here. Just try hard for them to experience your good idea!"