Yang Haoran's strength far surpassed that of Lu Ying, so he didn't fight seriously at all.
For Yang Haoran, it's more like an adult playing with a child.
Who knew that Lu Ying would go crazy, which also aroused Yang Haoran's anger.
If I don’t teach this crazy woman a lesson, I’m afraid she won’t be convinced!
Moreover, Yang Haoran has always been a person who pays attention to credibility, and his words must count.
I said before that I wanted to spread Lu Ying's ass, so I must keep my word!
Suddenly, Yang Haoran's body speed suddenly accelerated.
Like a stream of light.
Even Fan Tingting, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was impressed. It was the first time she saw Yang Haoran display such fast movement skills.
Nangong Lingjue couldn't help but take a breath of air.
With such a fast movement speed, if he were encountered, he probably wouldn't even have time to react!
Obviously, Lu Ying's performance is much better than Nangong Lingjue, and she can at least react a little bit.
But that's all, her speed is always half a beat slower than Yang Haoran.
When she just discovered Yang Haoran's movement trajectory and started to turn around.
Yang Haoran has already come around behind her.
Then he raised his big palm with spread fingers and hit Lu Ying's butt with a slap.
That loud voice can even be heard echoing.
The amazing elasticity made Yang Haoran's palm bounce up, and he saw a tremor.
"Little thief, I will fight with you!"
Lu Ying was so ashamed that her eyes turned red.
Ever since she was a child, had she ever been so humiliated and wronged?
He has always been bohemian, outgoing and generous in front of outsiders.
That's because she has absolute control and is always the one teasing others.
There is absolutely no reason to be teased by others!
Even that wooden lump can't return it. Although he is stronger than her, he never really cares about her!
And this Yang Haoran is simply intolerable!
Lu Ying let out a strange cry and completely released all her strength.
After all, he was still at the second level of Qi Refining Stage, and the real energy outside his body roared into a tornado.
Every move he made was accompanied by the sound of tearing the air.
At this time, even if an iron plate was placed in front of Lu Ying, she would still make a big hole out of it.
The Emei thorn in his hand turned into flying butterflies, which never left Yang Haoran's body.
Yang Haoran frowned: "You're not done yet, are you? It seems the blow wasn't hard enough!
Don’t you like being rough? I’ll let you have a good time this time!”
While talking, Yang Haoran had already circled behind Lu Ying.
He raised his hand and slapped it down.
It's just that the first two times were enough, but this time Yang Haoran didn't stop.
Instead, it was slapped continuously at an extremely fast speed, with a continuous popping sound.
Both of them are practitioners in the Qi refining stage, and it's not just physical contact.
The true essence also made a collision sound outside the body.
The sound was louder than the sound of physical contact.
That feeling, when you close your eyes and listen, is as loud as two kicks.
It has quite a charm when connected together, and the compact rhythm is actually a bit like a symphony!
Lu Ying couldn't hide away even if she wanted to, and this bastard Yang Haoran was like a leech clinging to her body that she couldn't get rid of even if she wanted to.
Although Yang Haoran fought vigorously, he had no real intention to hurt Lu Ying.
Not to mention that there is some sectarian connection between the two.
Even if he didn't, it wasn't a deep hatred, so Yang Haoran wouldn't hurt anyone.
What's more, Lu Ying herself has a second-level cultivation in the Qi Refining Stage, and her own defense power is still acceptable.
It’s just that this way of fighting is really humiliating!
Fortunately, her disciples had been sent out long ago and did not see this scene.
If a group of disciples watched her, Lu Ying would not want to live no matter how much she let it go!
"If a child disobeys, he will be spanked.
This should be the tradition of Barbarian Valley, haven’t you Baihua Mei learned it?”
Yang Haoran fought vigorously and taught Lu Ying a lesson.
Fan Tingting and Nangong Lingjue had been stunned for a long time.
Fan Tingting even blushed and rolled her eyes.
"Big brother, why do you like spanking people so much? Why haven't you noticed it before?"
Nangong Lingjue was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but look at Fan Tingting's newly developed body.
"Well, maybe Mr. Yang prefers bigger ones.
After all, the bigger it is, the more flexible it is, the better it feels, and the louder the sound!"
As she was talking, Fan Tingting looked at Nangong Lingjue with her fiery eyes.
"Are all you men so wretched?
Do you want me to tell big brother what you said?"
Nangong Lingjue's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously touched his butt, unable to help but shiver.
"Ahem, cough, just kidding. Didn't you listen to Mr. Yang?
This may really be the tradition of a certain sect! This is called respecting tradition, and it is also a kind of etiquette!"
Nangong Lingjue even admired himself a little.
No one can give such a noble reason for Yang Haoran's prank!
It seems that after following Yang Haoran for a long time, things started to get bad!
Lu Ying was not as relaxed as the two of them, and her face almost turned into a purple eggplant.
Although he was not injured, the burning pain was deeply felt.
Both buttocks have begun to feel hot, as if they are on fire.
It was already very large in scale, but now it seemed that it was about to burst through the tight clothes, and I felt like I couldn't control it!
Tears of dissatisfaction burst into her eyes, and Lu Ying no longer had the domineering and cold attitude in front of outsiders.
And she knew very well that there was no point in holding on any longer!
It will only be more embarrassing!
At the same time, one thing was also confirmed, what Yang Haoran said should be true.
Otherwise, Yang Haoran would not be so powerful!
"Stop fighting, I admit defeat, I admit my mistake!
I'll answer whatever you ask, stop it quickly, it's swollen!"
Lu Ying shouted impatiently, with a tearful tone.
Moreover, their voices had changed somewhat, and they were shouting heart-breakingly.
Yang Haoran took a long breath and jumped to the side.
The sound of the symphony stopped suddenly, and Yang Haoran had a satisfied smile on his face.
Looking at Lu Ying again, she was extremely embarrassed.
How could he still have the heroic and domineering attitude that he had in Qianjiang City before? The grievance shown in the corners of his eyes was just like that of a little girl who had been angered.
The standing posture is very unnatural.
The two legs could not be brought together and were trembling constantly.
If you don't hold on as hard as you can, you might end up sitting on the ground as soon as your legs give out.
Yang Haoran walked back to his seat with a smile and sat on it.
Then he looked at Lu Ying and waved: "You're welcome, just like your own home. Come sit down and talk."
Lu Ying's face suddenly became gloomy, and she gritted her teeth and looked at Yang Haoran.