Originally, the poisonous mist in this decisive battle, in addition to weakening the cultivation of the martial artists of the Demon Tribulation Realm, had another additional effect of hiding the aura on the body of the poisoner.

Therefore, at the beginning, the Second Elder and the Southern Jin Sage were unable to perceive Fang Zhantu and Youyue's location at all, so they launched a fatal blow against them before their cultivation was completely weakened.

But at this moment, the fluctuations of those two emotions were not only perceived by Long Haotian, but also by the second elder and Nan Jinxian. Although the cultivation realm was weakened by the eyes, some other abilities were not reduced because of this. Therefore, Fang Zhantu and Youyue's whereabouts have been exposed to a certain extent.

Of course, Fang Zhantu didn't take this to heart. What if your whereabouts are exposed? Can you three of you still pose any threat to me, if you three cultivators have almost lost all of your cultivation?

Similarly, despite being touched by the reverse scales, Fang Zhantu still did not want to ruin his reputation. Above the Sacred Continent, there are some limits that cannot be broken casually. Even intrigues and tricks are acceptable, but things such as bullying the small with the big are very easy to be despised and criticized.

"Long Haotian, it looks like you really owe this mouth!" Fang Zhantu said coldly.

"It's better than some people's behavior is cheap enough!" Long Haotian sneered, "Come on! Fang Zhantu, it's useless to talk more." Are you going to take matters into your own hands, or are you going to keep this bunch of waste to your death?"

"Rubbish!"

"What did you say!"

............

The word Long Haotian was like a little spark falling into a powder keg in an instant, and all the disciples who surrendered completely exploded at this moment.

Originally, these people were indeed murderous, but they were forced by Fang Zhantu, and at the same time, they were still a little jealous in their hearts when they faced the second elder and Nan Jinxian. But at this moment, facing Long Haotian is very different. Originally, geniuses of the same age hated each other, not to mention that you still ridiculed us so much.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Long Haotian seemed to be unaware, and said coldly to everyone, "A group of guys who have eaten the Pill of Life and Death, it's not waste, what is it!"

The three words "Life and Death Pill" have never been mentioned in Fang Zhantu, but they have appeared more than once in Long Haotian's mouth. Everyone understands that what he said must be the pill he took when he surrendered, which made people feel painful at first, and then made people surge.

It's that everyone is curious.

Just now, they heard that their jade plaque in the apse of Donglai Pavilion had darkened, and they were called "dead people" by Fang Zhantu, which greatly aroused their great curiosity.

At the same time, every time Long Haotian mentioned this term, he would suddenly be diverted from the topic by other things, which made them want to know even more, what is this pill?

"Long Haotian, you make it clear!" beside the Elder Can, Ping Fan shouted angrily at him.

You must know that just now, Long Haotian's cruel execution of Zhang Lie was especially great for the ordinary deterrent. After all, he and Zhang Lie were both from Moyun City, and they both had a great disrespect for the Unable Elders.

However, Ping Fan was confident that his strength would be better than Zhang Lie's, so the fighting spirit that broke out in him at this moment was particularly strong.

"What do you call Your Excellency?" Long Haotian said coldly.

"You don't deserve to know my name!" It's okay on weekdays, but at this moment, he felt that it was just a name, and he bowed his head half a way in front of Long Haotian.

"It's okay, since you don't report your name, I'll treat you as an ordinary rat and call you a passerby!"

"Puff ——"

The originally serious atmosphere was broken in an instant.

People don't know if this is intentional or unintentional by Long Haotian. And the ordinary face turned purple with anger at this moment, this is the first time that someone dares to use his name to directly open the shabu.

"Grandpa's name is Pingfan! The surname is Long, you remember it clearly for me!" Pingfan roared.

"Ordinary? uh...... Sure enough, it's the name of a rat generation! There seems to be no difference between an ordinary rat generation and an unknown rat generation!" Long Haotian sneered.

"You're looking for death!" Before Pingfan could get angry, another roar came from the crowd.

People looked at it and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. It turned out that the person who responded was Wu Ming, the genius of Sword Cloud City. In terms of strength, this person can be ranked in the top five in Sword Cloud City, and in the team of this campaign, he can also rank among the top thirty. Far from being "unknown".

And this person and ordinary people have the same reverse scales, that is, their own name that is not too domineering. However, according to the customs here in Ziyun County, the name is given by the parents, and it is disrespectful to change it without authorization. Therefore, the two have been determined to embark on the road of counterattack since childhood.

And along the way, the strength of the two is indeed very different from their respective names. As a result, they are extremely taboo about others making fun of their names. Especially the "nameless rats", which can instantly ignite the anger in Wu Ming's heart. It's just that what he didn't expect today was that what was lit first was ordinary.

At this moment, Wu Ming came to Long Haotian angrily, and then said to the ordinary: "You first, I first?"

If you talk about realm cultivation, the ordinary is slightly higher than Wu Ming, and the strength is also slightly stronger. However, let him act as Wu Ming's pawn, but he can't do it. However, if he openly let Wu Ming appear first at this moment, he would be suspected of being cowardly, so he just said indifferently: "Feel free!"

"Hmph, cunning guy!" the disciples scolded in their hearts for the cowardice of this moment.

Wu Ming snorted coldly, somewhat regretting his impulsiveness. In fact, Long Haotian didn't know him at all, but he was too sensitive to the words "nameless rats", and he was directly ignited. And if you want to go back at this moment, or let the ordinary go first, you can't do it on face.

So, he turned his heart sideways and said coldly: "I'll go first! Count your kid lucky, you can save it!"

"Hmph! I hope!" "Pingfan's face is still expressionless. But no one could hear what he said before he said it, and that was "I hope you survive!"

Wu Ming couldn't hear this sarcasm, and his heart was even more angry. Just look at his halberd pointing at Long Haotian and say: "Long Haotian!

If it weren't for the two elders who used the sound transmission technique to tell Long Haotian the names of Ping Fan and Wu Ming, then he probably wouldn't have understood what was going on until now. And after knowing it, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

In the face of Wu Ming's provocation, Long Haotian moved his muscles and bones very calmly, pointed to Zhang Lie's backbone that was still dripping blood, and said, "Do you want to be like him too?"

"Bah!" Wu Ming snorted angrily, "Don't compare that waste to me!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he directly took out a round battle shield with a diameter of two feet from behind his body. Originally, a piece of cloth was wrapped around this battle shield, but at this moment, the cloth was uncovered, and suddenly a bloody aura spread from the battle shield.

It can be seen that the battle shield is black and red, and I am afraid that I don't know how much blood has been coagulated on it. In the center of the battle shield, the black and red blood seemed to form a "ten" character.

"Blood Cross Shield!" The surrounding disciples all showed a hint of fear on their faces when they saw this shield.

However, Long Haotian seemed indifferent, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, are you going to use the pot to cook rice to fight me?"

"Pot! Hmph! That's right!" Seeing that his beloved weapon was ridiculed as a pot, Wu Ming was not completely angry at this moment.

There was a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Long Haotian, one of the dishes I am best at making in this pot is the blood soup of living beings. It's a pity that it hasn't been boiled for a long time. So today, use your blood to reopen it!"

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