She looked down at them with cold eyes: "You like to laugh at others so much, then now, endure the feeling of being laughed at."

The disciples' faces froze.

"Chen Yan, you bitch!" A male disciple's face turned pale and he cursed out loud in anger and shame.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yan's sharp gaze like ice fell on him, making the male disciple feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He started to panic.

"Don't come over here!"

Chen Yan slowly squatted down and used his dagger to mark the position of his mouth.

The male disciple was immediately frightened to death, his eyes filled with horror.

“I…I…”

At this time, a scolding voice was heard.

"Sister Yan'er, stop it!"

Shen Xue and others were coming quickly.

The male disciple suddenly looked towards Shen Xue with shining eyes as if he had seen a rescuer, and began to cry for help: "Miss, please save me...Ahhh!"

Chen Yan raised his sword and slashed it down.

The corners of the male disciple's mouth were cut open, and blood was dripping, which was extremely terrifying.

Chen Yan slowly wiped the blood off his chest with the Red Flame Dagger and said calmly, "I've said before, anyone who scolds me when I'm in a bad mood will have their mouth rotten."

The male disciple's facial features were distorted with pain, tears were streaming down his face, and he couldn't utter a word. The way he looked at Chen Yan at this moment was as if he saw a devil.

The Shen family disciples who were lying on the ground around them were so frightened that they trembled all over and became silent after hearing Chen Yan's words.

Chen Yan is a lunatic!

She's crazy!