Cripple Your Cultivation, Scram!

"Mr. Yang is indeed a dragon among men. Your bearing is extraordinary!"

"Since Mr. Yang has spoken, we'll leave now!"

"Mr. Yang, our Azure Dragon Sect wants to invite you to our place as a guest. We hope you can do us the honor!"

"Mr. Yang, our White Tiger Sect has many good things. If you like anything, we'll give it to you!"

Wu Tengfei, Feng Wanjun, and the others also smiled obsequiously and flattered him in all sorts of ways. They were completely different from their attitudes towards Ling Hanshan and the others just now.

Yang Luo said coldly, "Who's joking around with you?

Am I even close to you?"

Hearing this…

The smiles on Shen Yuanlong and the others' faces froze.

They wanted to flare up, but when they thought of Yang Luo's strength, they endured it.

Shen Yuanlong cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Yang, this is our fault. We are willing to apologize to the Medicine God Valley!"