Before He Wuyang could react, he was slapped on the face again.

Snap... Then there was another continuous slap, and He Wuyang was about to be stunned by Lang Yun. Everyone around them turned their heads and couldn't bear to look directly.

The so-called hitting people does not hit in the face.

Lang Yun wanted to greet He Wuyang's face.

After a while, He Wuyang's face swelled a large circle, like a pig's head, I am afraid that the people closest to him will not recognize it, He Wuyang at this moment.

The latter was also completely stunned by Lang Yun, and his eyes became sluggish.

"What is excessive? That's called excessive.

Lang Yun said, flicked his arm, and said angrily: "What kind of thick skin, my hands are sore, and they haven't broken yet!"

The crowd was dumbfounded.

The people around looked at Lang Yun with a cold breath in their hearts, and secretly said, this Biyun Sect Saint Son acted really domineeringly, and this Mad Dao Sect disciple was really miserable.

The female disciples of the Biyun Sect looked at Langyun with great admiration and joy.

Lang Yun is angry for them.

"You humiliated me like this, waiting for you to wait for me!"

"Get out!"

After strolling around the city for a while, Lang Yun led the junior sisters back to the Biyun Sect.

But just when he returned to the Biyun Sect's cave mansion and wanted to lie down and rest, he was summoned to the council hall again.

"What's the matter, Fourth Master!" Lang Yun looked at his master and asked.

"What are you doing in the city?" The fourth master raised his eyebrows, thinking in his heart, this kid is also powerful, and he tortures people who are crazy about the knife door like that, and he really has no mercy.

Lang Yun smiled, and the fourth master said again: "The people of the Sword Wind and Cloud Sect have already come to the door, you are still here with a hippie and smiling face, I am afraid that there will be no good fruit for you to eat."

"I have seven masters to support me, and the Mad Dao Gate doesn't dare to do anything to me." Yun Lang looked at his fourth master with a fawning look

, "Yes, fourth master."

In the council hall, the people of the Mad Dao Gate angrily questioned Xingshi.

"Lord Lin Feng, if you don't give us a reasonable explanation for this matter, we won't give up on the Fengyun Sect!"

The elder of the Fengyun Sect roared angrily.

Behind him, there were rows of stretchers, on which lay a group of disciples of the Fengyun Sect who were constantly wailing, looking very miserable in blood.

Secretly, Lang Yun's hand is too ruthless.

"Disciple Lang Yun asks for a meeting!"

Lang Yun said, and saw Lin Shiyi and others.

Everyone in the Fengyun Sect was furious when they looked at Langyun, and they couldn't wait to rush over immediately now and smash Langyun's corpse into ten thousand pieces.

Although the others were furious when they saw Langyun, this was the Biyun Sect, and they did not dare to be too presumptuous, and they listened to Lin Shiyi's arrangement.

"Do you recognize them in Lang Yun?" Lin Shishi pointed at Ye Wuyang and the others and questioned.

Lang Yun seemed to be aware of it at this time, and jumped up with a scream.

"Who are these people, why do they look so miserable, who is this educated, especially the leader of the one, I don't know if I thought it was a pig, did he have evil thoughts and was beaten like this!"

.“ ......

"Don't be angry, my apprentice's heart is faster." Although Lin Shiyi also wanted to laugh, she had to hold back and questioned again: "What I asked is whether you recognize who these people are, whether you made it, you did so much."

"I don't know!" Lang Yun shook his head firmly.

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