Who would have thought that while Ye Chen had twisted Lu Haotian's arms, he would also break all of his meridians!
To be able to easily break all of Lu Haotian's meridians and destroy all of his cultivation without making a sound, this was simply a crushing difference between a human and a mole.
At this moment, everyone in the Ten Thousand Dragons Hall was in despair.
The people around Ye Chen, on the other hand, all of them could not wait to cheer.
As for Su Chengfeng, who was draped in mourning, his entire body had collapsed and his hands and feet were shivering involuntarily.
He had truly never thought that the Ye family would have such a powerful existence.
The Ten Thousand Dragons Hall that he himself relied on, the Ten Thousand Dragons Hall that he thought could absolutely crush Ye Chen completely, was actually no match for Ye Chen at all!
He suddenly thought that his two granddaughters, as well as his eldest daughter-in-law, had all come running to help Ye Chen, and his heart thudded: "Could it be that ...... Could it be that this Ye Chen is the top expert who has been secretly targeting himself?!"
Thinking of this, Su Chengfeng's heart, was even more desperate to the extreme.
And at this moment, Ye Chen looked at Lu Haotian, who had completely collapsed, and asked with a smile, "What? How come the titular white-clothed Tiger King has conceded so quickly?"
In order to survive, Lu Haotian lost his masterly demeanour and knelt down on the ground, begging bitterly with tears in his voice, "Mr. Ye, my arms are completely ruined and my meridians are all broken, I am now a complete invalid, please spare my life!"
Lu Haotian, who had collapsed to the point of kneeling down and begging for mercy, left Wan Bajun's heart dead and the other generals of the Ten Thousand Dragons Hall horrified.
Although Lu Haotian was incomparably indignant, he still wanted to live at the core of his being, and even if there was only a glimmer of hope for his life, he was unwilling to give up.
Because, knowing Ye Chen's strength, if he really wanted to kill himself, it would be as simple as moving his finger.
Lu Haotian howled, his arms were twisted into a wretched mess, he could only use the strength of his back to bow and kowtow, while kowtowing, he cried and begged: "Mr. Ye ...... I was wrong ...... I should not have spoken out against you ...... What's more, I shouldn't have provoked your majesty ......"
"But ...... But I don't want to die ...... I really don't want to die ......"
"Please, please, for the sake that I have turned into this ghost, please be merciful and spare my life ......"
Ye Chen looked at him with cold eyes, his voice steeply raised a few points, sternly questioned: "How dare you act recklessly in front of my parents' spirit just now, do you really think I can spare your dog's life just by kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to beg for mercy?"
Lu Haotian cried out loudly, "I know I was wrong ...... I really know I'm wrong ......"
Ye Chen slapped him hard and said coldly, "Now you know you were wrong? When you killed the Ye family yesterday with a cigar in your mouth, weren't you very arrogant? Didn't you say you would be the first to kill me?"
Saying that, Ye Chen's eyes flashed and he said coldly, "By the way, don't you love smoking cigars? Then I'll come and make you a cigar, so you can have a good smoke!"
After saying that, Ye Chen looked at Hong Wu and said offhandedly, "Hong Wu! Go get some yellow paper for the graves! Get some more!"
"Yes, Master Ye!" Hong Wu hurriedly took out several bundles of yellow paper to be burned at the grave from the pile of ancestor worship materials prepared by the Ye family.
Ye Chen brought in a thick bundle and rolled it hard into a paper roll shape as thick as a mineral water bottle, then directly shoved one of the ends dead into Lu Haotian's mouth and said to Hong Wu, "Come, Hong Wu! Serve this white-clothed Tiger King a big cigar that I, Ye Chen, personally made for him!"
Hong Wu smiled heatedly and immediately took out a lighter and lit the other end of the paper roll, sneering as he did so, "Mr. Tiger King, you're damn lucky to be able to smoke a cigar made by Master Ye himself, I reckon you're the only one in the world."
As he said this, he saw that the paper roll was thicker, so he couldn't light it, so he slapped Lu Haotian across the face and cursed, "Damn it, why don't you smoke it? If you don't smoke, how the hell can I light it?"