Chapter 627 Slap Zhao Mingyu in the Face

Xing Meng looked at Zhao Mingyu and his party who were not doing well, his face was slightly cold.

Getting up and stopping in front of Zhao Mingyu, Xing Meng shouted, "Zhao Mingyu, this is not your place to be arrogant! Get out!"

Zhao Mingyu's face showed a fake look of fear, "Is the Eight Extreme Tigers angry? I'm so scared!"

In an instant, the look of fear on Zhao Mingyu's face disappeared, replaced by a cold and stern look.

"Xing Meng, you're not the eight-pole tiger you used to be. Now you're a sick cat at best. Are you still pretending to be with me?"

Zhao Mingyu stretched out his hand and poked Xing Meng's chest, and said in a disdainful tone, "How dare a cripple dare to scold in front of me? Do you really think that with Li Wuzhen covering you, you can challenge me?"

Xing Meng's face became even colder, and he said in a deep voice, "Zhao Mingyu, aren't you afraid of hurting your father Zhao Yang when you are so arrogant?"

"Haha..." Zhao Mingyu sneered, then shouted in a low voice, "Joke!"

"My father and Daoist Qingxuan of the Dao League are the best friends! Daoist Qingxuan is a master of Taoism, and his one-handed alchemy is unparalleled!"

"If the Wumeng League still wants Daochang Qingxuan's Qi-boosting and Yuan-boosting Pill, they won't dare to do anything to my father!"

Zhao Mingyu reached out and patted Xing Meng's shoulder, and mocked in a low voice, "What if you are Li Wuzhen's nephew? I don't want to humiliate you, just humiliate you!"

"Haha, it's really sad to have someone like you in the Zhao family!"

Ye Yu chuckled lightly, stood up and looked at Zhao Mingyu, "You're such a powerful idiot!"

Zhao Mingyu looked at Ye Yu, his eyebrows flashed fiercely, and he said coldly, "You are Ye Yu, right? You dare to ruin my good deeds, don't you know how to write the dead word?"

Looking at the glamorous and unparalleled Wen Meng, the fiery color in Zhao Mingyu's eyes flashed away. If Ye Yu hadn't disturbed him, he would be hugging her now!

Reaching out to Wen Meng who was beside him, Zhao Mingyu said frivolously, "Ye Yu, if you bring her into my arms with your own hands, I might make your death easier!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Yu's eyes, "Xing Meng, go and clear his mind!"

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

Xing Meng's eyes flashed with excitement, and he walked towards Zhao Mingyu after Ying Harmony.

"Uncle Master? You're still pretending to be with me!"

Zhao Mingyu sneered disdainfully when he heard Xing Meng called Uncle Ye Yu.

Everyone knows that Li Wuzhen has only one junior brother, Xing Meng's master, but Xing Meng's master died a long time ago, so where did another junior brother appear?

Seeing Xing Meng approaching, Zhao Mingyu didn't have the slightest look of fear in his eyes, "Let this sick cat fight me? You're not stupid!"

Zhao Mingyu put his hands behind his back, and said in a disdainful tone, "I'm standing here, if this waste can make me take a step back, even if I..."

Snapped!

Before Zhao Mingyu could finish speaking, Xing Meng slapped Zhao Mingyu's face.

The lightning-like slap directly stunned Zhao Mingyu.

The body was thrown backward involuntarily.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Zhao Mingyu slammed heavily on the floor.

Ye Yu looked at Zhao Mingyu's tragic state and said with a smile, "Zhao Mingyu...you should be able to wake up more now!"

"Ye Yu! Xing Meng! I want you to die!"

Zhao Mingyu covered his bulging face, and looked at Ye Yu and Xing Meng with gritted teeth, shock flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Mingyu didn't expect that Xing Meng actually recovered his strength, and he was knocked out by Xing Meng when he didn't notice.

"What if you regain your strength? I can also let you be deposed for a second time!"

Zhao Mingyu staggered and stood up, his eyes full of grim looks, "Uncle Gao! Abolish Xing Meng! Catch that kid named Ye Yu, I'll peel him off and cramp!"

Swish!

As soon as Zhao Mingyu finished speaking, an old man in a black short shirt appeared in front of Xing Meng.