When Cheng Long proposed this bet, almost all the people of the Chao Calling Clan looked at Cheng Long with pity, their handsome man is notoriously bad-tempered, even if he only has doubts about the idea of the big handsome, now the grass on the grave is estimated to be taller, not to mention that this guy stopped them here and didn't say anything, and put forward such an insulting bet against their big handsome!

This human will die!

This is the voice of all the people of the Evoker tribe.

This human is going to die a terrible death!

This is the voice of the seven Chao Clan Dragon Sects.

But, to everyone's surprise, He Zeyu did not beat him on the spot, but shrugged his shoulders indifferently and agreed to Cheng Long's bet.

Showing a bright smile at Cheng Long standing on the city tower, He Zeyu turned his head and looked at the seven dragon sects beside him, and said with a smile: "You heard, this time I have gambled my reputation on you, if you lose in a while." Only... Apologize for your crimes. ”

Self-conviction and apology?

Luo Lie and Yang Qingfeng, who were standing on the city tower, glanced at each other, and they all saw disbelief on each other's faces.

A strong person at the level of the Dragon Sect, even if he is placed in the Ancestral Dragon Dynasty, which is known as the most powerful dynasty in the eons, is at least a real power figure at the level of a city lord, or already has the authority to command an army alone, such a figure is not a cabbage on the side of the road!

What about even those Jianghu forces on the heyside of the country? The emergence of a Dragon Sect-level powerhouse is not to be offered as a treasure, these are all top-notch combat power!

The words of this strange-looking young man fluttering, if they were placed in the Ancestral Dragon Dynasty, I don't know how many waves they would make, even the emperor who was known for his domineering and iron-blooded would not dare to say such a thing easily, unless he caught tangible evidence that some people were plotting to rebel, but no one from the Dragon Sect of the Seven Tide Summoning Clans had raised any objections, but he was a little more vigilant when he looked at Cheng Long's sight.

Medusa stretched out her hand and took three pairs of bows and arrows from the hands of the Chao Calling Clan behind her, and the flesh and blood on her side were twisted, and she actually drilled out four arms, and opened three bows in a row, and the three arrows with a black body were aimed at Cheng Long, and the arrows that shimmered with metallic luster bloomed with a faint cold glow.

Luo Lie, who was standing next to Cheng Long, was not Medusa's target, but when he saw the opponent's longbow and sword, he still subconsciously clenched the hilt.

For most human beings, the terrifying thing about the tide calling tribe is just a strong physique, but for Luo Lie, who was born in the military, the most terrifying thing about the tide calling tribe is that each tribe has its own different natural skills, for example, the dovetail clan with this bow and arrow, three or four can be used as archers in a formation when they get together, once the number reaches four or more, it will really release a rain of arrows as soon as they let go!

Many humans die at the hands of the Tide Calling Clan every year, but the humans who die at the hands of the Dovetail Clan occupy 30% of this number every year!

"It's good that you don't have three heads, otherwise I would have thought you were Nezha. ”

It seemed to be a ridiculous sentence, whether it was the seven Chao Clan powerhouses or Luo Lie and Yang Qingfeng, they all looked dazed, obviously not understanding the meaning of Cheng Long's words.

But it was not that no one at the scene understood that He Zeyu, who was looking around casually, suddenly fell on Cheng Long's face, and his black pupils contracted like needles, if it weren't for He Zeyu just standing in place, with the cold aura released from his body, everyone thought that He Zeyu was going to do it himself.

With his fists clenched tightly, He Zeyu's face was cloudy, and he had mixed feelings about Cheng Long's appearance.

He has been in this world for nearly thirty years, from a lazy gangster in the eyes of outsiders to a rookie of the human race who shocked the imperial capital in the past, but there is no good backer behind him, and none of the suitable official positions have fallen into his hands, in desperation, He Zeyu had to resign and return to his hometown, after a series of serendipitous events, he got a good inheritance, and tried his best to mix into the Chao Calling clan who only talked about strength, otherwise... Where did he come from today?

Depression and resentment have created today's He Zeyu - a moody executioner!

Even if he is a Dragon Sect powerhouse who is placed in other forces to be used as a treasure, it is just a tool for He Zeyu, he thinks that he has experienced too many things, even if the sky falls, it can't make a trace of waves in his heart.

I heard the news of the earth by chance, if it is impossible not to like nature, the boring life in the past thirty years has almost drained all He Zeyu's enthusiasm, because he is the template of the protagonist, even if he lies down and does nothing, it is possible to achieve the effect of achieving his wishes, so He Zeyu almost forgot his original identity, he almost thought that he was the protagonist of this world, the aboriginal of this world.

But after learning that Cheng Long was a time-traveler like him, He Zeyu still felt fear more often - what if his protagonist's position was robbed?

Cheng Long, who was not inferior in momentum, glanced at He Zeyu and chuckled: "Prepare to kneel down and call Dad." ”

The word 'Nezha' was deliberately said by him, he had already faced He Zeyu once, and now Cheng Long, who had the Book of Heaven in his hand, knew very well what He Zeyu needed, and he knew even more what He Zeyu was afraid of.

Since He Zeyu is now appearing to stabilize morale, Cheng Long is not as good as he wants, and he said maliciously in his heart: "This is the end of being an enemy of me, since you plan to stabilize the hearts of these Chao Calling people, then I will mess up your heart first!"

When he thought of this, the smile on Cheng Long's face gradually distorted.

He Zeyu subconsciously touched the white scales at the center of his eyebrows, and when his eyes fell on Cheng Long, he unconsciously felt a little jealous.

After hesitating for a moment, He Zeyu still took a step back with a steady pace, and said in a deep voice: "This time it's not just my face that is gambling on my face, the bravery of the Chao Calling Clan needs you to prove it again, so as to remind this arrogant and ignorant human kid in front of him, how vulnerable the power of human beings is in front of my Chao Clan!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Taking advantage of Cheng Long's ridicule of He Zeyu's kung fu, Medusa had already released the bowstring in her hand, and three black arrows shot out, turning into twisted black snakes in mid-air.

This is the innate ability of their clan, any adult clansman will start to practice multitasking after mastering the basic skills, and as one of the big chieftains of the dovetail clan, three pairs of bows and arrows are certainly not her limit, and the meaning of her three arrows is more of an attempt to test.

The only thing she didn't expect was that Cheng Long seemed to be a little too serious.

Looking at the three black snakes that twisted their bodies towards him, Cheng Long smiled and jumped directly from the top of the city tower, the Chengjin sword qi in his hand flashed, and the three distorted black snakes were all cut down, at the same time, Cheng Long's eyes suddenly flashed a ray of golden light, and the surroundings were instantly quiet, and even the air stopped flowing, as if the game had been paused.

The only person who can move is Cheng Long!

Eye of the Dragon God: Time.

The last time he used this trick was when he was dealing with He Zeyu, but he didn't expect to start again, before He Zeyu could do it, he had already mobilized the dragon power in his body that had just recovered a little to show this skill, and the effect was a bit out of his surprise, even He Zeyu was stunned!

"Tread, tread, stride!"

Cheng Long's feet were picked up continuously, and he instantly swept in front of the seven dragon chief martial artists, a pair of narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the three-foot sword qi in his hand slashed out, and his gaze fell tightly on He Zeyu's face, even the beautiful Medusa failed to make Cheng Long's gaze stay for half a minute, and with a wave of sword qi, he swept directly to the next target.

By the time everything recovered, the expressionless Cheng Long had already appeared in front of He Zeyu, and the golden sword qi in his hand was on He Zeyu's neck, and the seven dragon sects on the side of the Chao Clan, without exception, all turned into headless corpses and fell to the ground.