Unparalleled Martial God

C1396 Who's the Dog(part Ii)



C1396 Who's the Dog(part Ii)

"Ah Long!" Chu Yang touched his head: "I'm in the wrong, but you don't need to be in such a hurry. Eat only after your legs are cooked. Eating like this is too cruel!"    

    

Roar!    

    

The Flood Dragon Martial Soul responded to Chu Yang and in an instant, a Transmigration Calabash appeared in its mouth, shocking Chu Yang – the Flood Dragon Martial Soul had actually formed its own Transmigration Calabash.    

    

"Alright, Ah Long, you won!"    

    

Chu Yang felt that he had to be wary of Sword and Saber Martial Soul and Flood Dragon Martial Soul in the future. Only he could be so extravagant and there were actually three Martial Soul that were about to grow moldy.    

    

At this moment, when Kong Kuang saw this scene, his pupils couldn't help but constrict: "The Wild Dog s devoured his soul body, and there's nothing wrong with it?!"    

    

One must know that he was a saint. Even after cutting off his soul body, he still possessed the will of a saint. Without the soul power of a saint, no one would dare to absorb soul power. That would be courting death.    

    

However, all of this happened, to the point that Kong Kuang instantly suspected that Chu Yang was a saint, and not just a mere Divine Soul Stage.    

    

"Eastern Maggot, who's the dog?" Chu Yang launched his attack again. His expression became more playful like a cat playing with a mouse.    

    

"I'm a dog!" Kong Kuang gritted his teeth and swallowed them into his stomach, feeling extremely aggrieved. This was truly a step into heaven, and a step into hell. Previously, when he raised his hand, he was able to erase the soul of this Wild Dog, but in the next moment, he was actually forced into such a state.    

    

Endure!    

    

I'll endure!    

    

Wild Dog, you will definitely pay the price.    

    

Kong Kuang had been experiencing Chu Yang's psychological state before, and it could be said that he was returning a tooth for a tooth, a blood for a blood!    

    

"Then please apologize!"    

    

"I'm sorry!"    

    

"Please speak louder!"    

    

"Right!"    

    

Kong Kuang roared, his voice shook the entire Icy Cave, as though it was going to shake.    

    

"Hehe!" Chu Yang was satisfied, but he did not stop: "Eastern Maggot, since you admit you are a dog, then scream twice to hear it. Luckily, I have not heard a dog bark for a long time!"    

    

"You …"    

    

Kong Kuang never thought that the Wild Dog would still not give up. It had humiliated him again and again, not leaving him the slightest bit of face, and wanted to strip off his old face and humiliate him to death.    

    

He was a saint, how could he be like this!    

    

Who would not have a shred of respect for a saint and dare to humiliate them like this? Was he not afraid of arousing the public anger of the saints and killing him?    

    

"The dignity of a saint cannot be desecrated, do you know that?"    

    

"Oh!" Wu Tie used his actions to answer him. He raised his soul sword and swung it down brazenly. With a "pfff" sound, the soul light was like blood as it directly cut off Kong Kuang's right arm.    

    

"Is my answer clear enough?"    

    

Chu Yang sneered, pointed his Soul Sword at Kong Kuang and said, "Grandpa Chu can tell you clearly, not to mention what kind of saint you are, even if it's the Sky Emperor, I will still humiliate you today and have regretted living till now!"    

    

You chop my legs, I chop your limbs!    

    

You give me a sword, I'll give you a hundred swords!    

    

Double the reward, a hundred times the reward!    

    

While speaking, Chu Yang chopped off Kong Kuang's left arm again to vent the anger in his heart.    

    

If the old dog had been more respectful, Chu Yang wouldn't have been like this. However, after being trapped in the Icy Cave for such a long time, being worn out for so long, being so unhappy to the point of disgust, Chu Yang directly gave him a baton — — Wild Dog!    

    

How disdainful must the old dog be of Eastern Wasteland to that extent, and what kind of deep hatred did he have towards the old dog?!    

    

Chu Yang didn't understand. He didn't want to do it now either. With a butcher's knife in his hand, what the hell was he thinking?    

    


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