The cultivator who was kicked to the ground by him was also in the Yitian Realm, but he had no power to fight back in front of Sima Hao, and he didn't know where he was kicked, curled up in a ball and moaned on the ground.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Sima Hao's mouth, and he stepped over the body of the cultivator on the ground and stepped on his wrist.

The young man on the ground let out a terrible scream, his wrist bones were trampled to pieces, the young man desperately touched the long sword on his waist with his other hand, this young man was a swordsman, and Sima Hao actually abolished his hand holding the sword as soon as he came up!

It all happened so quickly and so suddenly that no one else in the building reacted.

"Enough! Stop me! Duan Lizheng in the Tianzi Pavilion stood up suddenly, drank loudly, and threw out the wine glass in his hand at a very fast speed.

The wine glass pierced through the window paper and flew towards Sima Hao's throat like a meteor!

Sima Hao turned sideways, the sound of porcelain breaking sounded in the hall downstairs, and the wine glass was dodged by Sima Hao, hitting the hard wall, leaving a shallow pit, which shows the depth of the internal strength of the person who threw the glass.

"Duan, Li, Zheng." Sima Hao's feet were still on the young man's wrist, and he read word by word, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, "You are really here." ”

Duan Lizheng stood in front of the window expressionlessly, and the other cultivators in the box had a somewhat solemn face.

Anyone who has been to Shendu knows that this little monster has a good talent, has been vigorously cultivated by the whole clan of the descendants, and entered the Tiance Academy at the age of six, how can his strength not be strong?

But no one could have imagined that he had become so strong.

Although Duan Lizheng's throw just now did not do his best, even if the Ascending Extreme Realm martial artist only exerted three points of strength, it was not something that the Yitian Realm could resist.

But I never thought that this little monster would escape like this.

Most of the Yitian Realm cultivators present only reacted when their wine glasses shattered, and they couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this.

"It's terrible." Li Wenyao said in a low voice by the window.

If the genius of cultivation is the treasure of the entire Great Zhou, then the talented and virtuous cultivator is the scourge of the Great Zhou.

has such a talent, but he is mentally incomplete, he was brutally killed at such a young age, and when he grows up, the entire continent will win a disaster.

"He should have stepped into the Transformation Realm with one foot." Nianhua hid on the side, and his face was also very ugly, "Thirteen-year-old Huayuan Realm." ”

"The royal family and Tiance Academy are actually so indulgent to him......" Hong Shan, who had always had a smile on his face, looked grim, "Is there no one to care about him if he is so arrogant?" ”

Duan Lizheng closed his eyes on the side, "The royal family and Tiance Academy think that his talent is really excellent, I am afraid that he is the best in the royal family and relatives after Princess Yingluan, so the students of Tiance Academy have to defend themselves and cannot make a move against him." ”

"What the hell?" Hong Shan's eyes widened and he looked at the tyrannical boy downstairs in disbelief, "Is it possible that Tiance Academy wants to cultivate him as the second Princess Yingluan?" Crazy, right? ”

At this moment, the screams of everyone and Sima Hao's crazy laughter came from downstairs, and the boy was still unwilling to stop, and his whole body was full of turbulent breath, staring at the young man on the ground like looking at a dead man.

"What about the prodigies in Huizhou? Don't you dare to treat me well? The master will trample off this's hand today, and who of you dares to shoot at me? Sima Hao laughed and raised his feet, he didn't intend to let go of the young man on the ground, but he was ready to give him the final blow!

After speaking, Sima Hao couldn't stop laughing, and stepped on the young man's wrist with all his might, and everyone only had time to exclaim!

Suddenly, Sima Hao's piercing smile suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked over to the boy in horror, only to see the boy's face distorted and his legs frozen in mid-air.

Then he seemed to lose his strength, and he stumbled back, and two people who looked like guards behind him hurriedly supported him.

"Bastard!" Sima Hao screamed frantically, struggling to stand up.

Only then did everyone discover that the boy had a pitch-black steel needle on his leg.

There was black gas immediately surging onto the boy's pale face, and it could be seen that this needle was actually quenched with poison!

The guards beside the boy were shocked, took out several bottles from his arms, and finally poured out an elixir from one of the most valuable bottles and fed it to Sima Hao's mouth, and after a breath, the boy's face began to turn.

"The secret detoxification pill of the palace," Duan Haochu put down his wine glass, "This is very valuable." ”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the girl who was walking back to her seat from the window as if nothing had happened.

A group of men standing by the window were staring at the girl's back with a look of astonishment.

Zhu Luan put down his sleeves, covered the bracers on his hands, sat back in the chair, and lifted the teapot next to him to refill a cup of tea for himself.

Situ Gaoyi stared at the girl who was quietly drinking tea, and it looked like his jaw was about to drop.

"You...... You ......" he pointed at Zhu Luan and was speechless.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhu Luan glanced back at him.

"You ...... just now," Situ Gaoyi couldn't go on.

What can he say?

Just in the moment of lightning, just when Sima Hao was about to step on the poor young man's wrist, the girl sitting on the chair suddenly appeared by the window like a ghost, her speed was too fast, Situ Gaoyi only saw her raise her hand towards Sima Hao downstairs, and then he saw Sima Hao frozen in place.

Although he didn't see the scene clearly, he saw Sima Hao's tragic situation later.

But none of this matters, the important thing is that this girl actually attacked the queen's younger brother without hesitation at that moment, and it really hurt him!

Listening to Duan Haochu's tone later, if it weren't for the precious antidote pill, Sima Hao would probably die on the spot!

Nian Huazang, who originally didn't have a good face for Zhu Luan, also looked shocked.

He could see clearly that it was the poisonous needle shot from the bracer on the woman's hand, which accurately shot Sima Hao.

Its speed and swift movements actually made that Sima Hao not react at all.

Duan Lizheng's right hand moved slightly in his sleeve.

also looked at Zhu Luan.

But he only glanced at her, and then looked back at Sima Hao, who was being supported by the guards in the hall, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

The two guards in the hall, one on the left and one on the right, each put a palm on Sima Hao's back to convey the true yuan to him, and Sima Hao, who was originally unstable, staggered to his feet.

Sima Hao raised his head for the first time, wiped away the blood oozing from his scarlet lips, looked at the Tianzi Pavilion on the fifth floor, and grinned the corners of his mouth, revealing a contemptuous smile, "You poor and remote lowly people, how dare you hurt me?" The boy's slender body trembled, as if he had seen the most ridiculous thing in the world, and he burst out laughing in a very unpleasant voice.

Suddenly, a smile disappeared from his face, and a loud cry echoed through the Twilight Tower.

"Bold!"

Sima Hao stared at Tianzi Pavilion with a gloomy expression, his eyes brushed over the faces of everyone by the window, his voice was extremely hoarse, as harsh and ugly as rust rubbing, and the hideous and cruel look on his face was not at all like a thirteen-year-old child: "Which slut did it?" No matter which idiot it is, I just want to ask him, does he want to die? ”

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