The Blood Robe Monk felt very puzzled by Chen Yang's intention to discipline him.
He wanted to ask Chen Yang if there was some kind of misunderstanding between them.
However, Chen Yang was already impatient.
Before the Blood Robe Monk could speak, Chen Yang suddenly reached out his right hand and grabbed the monk's throat, coldly smiling: "No need for so much nonsense. In short, you must die today!"
The Blood Robe Monk didn't expect Chen Yang to be so fast.
Before he could see Chen Yang's move clearly, his throat was already locked.
But the Blood Robe Monk was also a fierce man, and naturally wouldn't sit and wait for death.
He immediately raised his right knee, violently striking towards Chen Yang's groin.
This is the most important part of a man's body.
The Blood Robe Monk guessed that Chen Yang would definitely retreat and defend.
However, Chen Yang only extended his left hand, swiftly slapped the monk's right knee.
A cracking sound was heard.
