The tiger's roar creates the wind, and its movements are fierce.
Yang Haoran, on the other hand, was passively defensive and seemed to be retreating steadily.
It's just that the expressions of the two people are completely opposite to what they see on the surface.
Shen Buhuan was quite impatient, frowning, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
On the contrary, Yang Haoran, who didn't seem to have the upper hand, looked calm and composed.
I still have time to touch my nose from time to time and tease him about whether he will return it.
"It's worth it. You have to be low-key as a person. The key is to have self-awareness.
Don’t always want to be someone else’s elder. This is a disease that needs to be cured!
Not to mention you, not even an old ghost would dare to be as arrogant as you.
If he knew that you were speaking rudely to me like this, the coffin board might not be able to hold it down anymore!"
Shen Buhui, who was already in a irritable mood, suddenly felt shocked and looked horrified!
"How do you know my master?"
Yang Haoran smiled and touched his nose.
"What's weird about that? Speaking of which, are we somewhat related?
By the way, I forgot to ask, is the coffin board of the old ghost in the mountains strong?
Is the material used enough? But don’t be unable to suppress it, otherwise the Barbarian Valley will suffer!”
Yang Haoran told the origin of Shen Buhuan's sect in an understatement.
Shen Buhuan was immediately taken aback, but the arrogance in Yang Haoran's words made Shen Buhuan very angry.
"You bastard, what are you talking about?
Even if you have some connection with me, I will never forgive you!
I will teach you a lesson for your elders!"
As he spoke, Shen Buhuan's anger surged and he launched a frantic attack at all costs.
Yang Haoran's face sank and he snorted.
"If Shen doesn't pay back, don't be so shameless!
Let me tell you, from the perspective of the old ghost in the mountains, you are a grandson!
You have committed an unforgivable crime below, and you still dare to speak arrogantly.
If I, the grandpa, don’t spread your ass today, you won’t know what a brilliant chrysanthemum is!”
Shen was so angry that he screamed strangely.
"Good boy, you are the grandson, who do you take advantage of? I have to beat you to death today!"
Shen Bu's eyes were red, and the real energy in his body was already rising into the sky like burning flames.
This madman actually started burning his true energy to deal with Yang Haoran!
Yang Haoran was serious about his words and suddenly no longer dodge.
Instead, his movements suddenly sped up, and he mistakenly landed behind Shen Buhuan.
Not far away, Lu Ying's eyes widened with anticipation.
She has tasted it, and now if Shen Buhuan gives it a try, she will feel much more mentally balanced.
Immediately, a crackling sound was heard inside the military camp.
Yang Haoran's slaps never left Shen Bu's buttocks.
And this time was different from the time he beat Lu Ying. Yang Haoran deliberately increased his intensity.
Even if Shen Bu was still at the third level of Qi refining stage, he still couldn't stand Yang Haoran's ruthless blows.
After a while, Shen Buhuan felt a burning pain.
Both legs are already swollen. If it weren't for the concern for face, I would have couldn't bear it and fell to the ground!
"I call you grandson because he thinks highly of you, but you still dare to bite your tongue? Look, grandpa, I won't spank you until your ass blossoms!"
Yang Haoran had a great time playing and was very energetic.
He found that he actually liked this way of punishing people. It was so satisfying.
No wonder spanking has become the number one weapon for parents throughout the ages. It really has its own unique features!
Shen Bu was still gritting his teeth, his face turning red.
At first I was very unconvinced, but later I just complained in my heart.
He was already very sure that Yang Haoran's strength was much higher than his.
Just because of face, he refused to admit defeat.
However, Yang Haoran kept the whole process vague and seemed to be understatement.
The soldiers who were watching the excitement could not see that Shen Bu had suffered a big loss.
And because they were far away, I couldn't hear clearly the conversation between Yang Haoran and the others. I could only see the lively fight.
There are also people who are making judgments and pretending to be experts.
"Captain Shen is showing mercy!
Otherwise, how could this young man persist for such a long time?"
"It looks like it to me. Maybe this young man is somewhat related to our leader!"
Lu Ying's face was full of smiles and she almost applauded.
Nangong Lingjue had a look on his face that he couldn't bear to look at. He couldn't understand. Is spanking really fun?
Fan Tingting blushed and didn't know what she was thinking.
From time to time, he touches his back and curls his lips.
Chen San was completely dumbfounded. Although his stance was not firm, as a Huajin warrior, he still had basic knowledge.
And the distance was so close that the conversation between the two people could be heard clearly.
The muscles on his face kept twitching, and he was shocked and speechless.
The dignified Shen Bu returned, and was dealt with like this?
Because Shen Bu refused to admit defeat and acted tough.
Yang Haoran was too embarrassed to stop, otherwise wouldn't he be able to give Shen back face?
So the crackling sound continued.
But Lu Ying couldn't stand it anymore.
She could see clearly that Shen Buhuan's movements slowed down.
The two thighs have become obviously thicker, which affects their movement.
If this continues, Shen may not be able to stand up!
Ahem!
Lu Ying's face turned red and she moved closer to where the two men were fighting.
"Master, I admit his mistake for him, please forgive him!
He is a piece of wood that cannot speak and refuses to beg for mercy!"
Yang Haoran had already lost interest in fighting, but after hearing Lu Ying's plea, he jumped directly into the distance.
"For the sake of your wife, I won't argue with you this time.
Otherwise, I will beat you until your anus is bruised and you will be covered with wounds!"
Shen Buhuan was breathing heavily, and his two thick legs were trembling.
He stared at Yang Haoran very dissatisfied and angrily.
"Nonsense, where did I get my wife?
If you want me to beg for mercy, there is no way!"
Opposite Yang Haoran glared, this Shen Buhuan is really not a compliment!
Lu Ying blushed, and then looked at Shen Buhuan with an angry look.
"Shen won't pay you back, you bastard!
This is the disciple of the master from Xiaoxian Temple, and he is the same generation as your master!
If I want to call you Master, shouldn't I call you Grandson?"
Lu Ying was afraid that Shen Bu would continue to be stubborn, so she quickly revealed Yang Haoran's identity.
After all, if the beating continues, she should feel distressed!
Shen Bu, who was originally furious, was suddenly stunned.
It was like an inflated balloon that had been pricked by a needle and deflated immediately.
Then he looked at Lu Ying, then at Yang Haoran, the muscles on his face twitched.
"You said you wanted to call him Master? You weren't kidding me? Are you serious?"
Lu Ying suddenly had a frosty look on her face: "If you don't pay me back, I'm a dead wood. Do you think I, Lu Ying, am a casual joker?"