Suddenly, the audience fell silent. There was also a rare hint of horror on Mo Wuji's face.

The tragic situation of his younger brother is still vivid in my mind. Although he was currently the second-level cultivator of the Flame Heaven Realm, he couldn't drink as heavily as Long Haotian. And now that he is seriously injured, Long Haotian is the same as if he is fine, if he is really defeated because he was forced to drink, it is not just a failure. From now on, the reputation of the six-eyebrow boy will be completely ruined!

"Long Haotian, you dare!" On the rostrum, Lei Zhenyue's eyes like copper bells were stared at the extreme, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be torn.

"Heh, Fourth Senior Brother, this Long Haotian invites Mo Wuxian to drink, is there anything wrong? Do you want to give you a glass too?" Luo Jiutian raised the wine jug and shook it, a strange smile appeared on his face, but it still made people look so chic and uninhibited.

"Hmph, I don't want to drink your wine!" Lei Zhenyue said coldly.

"It's okay!" Luo Jiutian smiled, "I know you like the third senior brother's tea, and you don't like my wine." It's just that whether it's tea or fine wine, it's a part of the heart of being a senior brother! It's like that Long Haotian respects that Mo Wuxian wine!"

Mo Wuxian listened to Luo Jiutian's words, and the roots of his teeth gurgled. This is a minute to cut off your own back road!

Looking at Long Haotian again, Chong Luo Jiutian sent a grateful smile, and then raised the wine jug and said to Mo Wuxian: "Liumei Gongzi, you also heard it, this is a part of my heart, I hope you don't shirk!"

Seeing Long Haotian walking towards him step by step, Mo Wuxian's heart was pinched. In a hurry, his body was also counterattacked, and the hard jump just now not only aggravated the injuries of his arms, but also caused some disorders in his breath.

"Mo Wuxian, this wine tastes good, please try it——"

As soon as Long Haotian's last word came out, his body suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning, and he rushed to Mo Wuxian in an instant. Today's Long Haotian has already reached a speed of nearly two hundred meters in one step, and Mo Wuxian has almost no way to dodge.

"Poof!"

Just watched Long Haotian grab Mo Wuxian's chest clothes left and right and pull them into his arms, but it was a pity that this scarred plague god had no power to fight back at this moment, and was caught like a chicken. Long Haotian snorted coldly, raised the wine jug with his right hand, and slammed it away from Mo Wuxian's mouth.

"Oh——"

The audience let out a burst of exclamations containing ecstasy, and everyone secretly applauded Long Haotian, hoping that he could completely eradicate this plague god from Lingyun City in this battle. Even at this moment, Xie Rongyuan's face showed a satisfied smile. Borrow Long Haotian's hand, pull out this thorn, and then let the angry hammer tyrant kill Long Haotian, is there anything better than this in the world! God help me!

Lei Zhenyue's face was hideous, looking at Luo Jiutian who was complacent beside him, and he couldn't wait to devour this junior brother alive.

"Boom—— woo!"

Mo Wuxian's injuries were not light, and it was originally a little difficult to swallow, not to mention that what was poured was the Purple Xuan Thunder Wine, which was extremely domineering with the power of the Thunder Spirit. As soon as he entered his mouth, Mo Wuxian felt that his entire mouth and throat were completely wooden, and he almost lost consciousness, and at the same time, he felt a burst of suffocation, and the sky was spinning.

Long Haotian pinned the wine jug back to his waist, and there was a small wooden stick in his hand at some point. Just when people didn't know what he was going to do, they saw that Long Haotian's palm turned red, and then a stream of pure yang power enveloped the wooden stick, and the stick burned in an instant.

Only then did people remember that Long Haotian was from the Thousand Flame Monarchy, and his body was filled with pure yang true qi. It's just that since he has been using his own martial arts in the Purple Cloud Monarchy, he is almost forgetting this.

"Stop!"

Lei Zhenyue's eyes were about to spurt blood. How could he not know what Long Haotian was going to do? If he really let this pure yang fire touch the wine in Mo Wuxian's mouth, I am afraid that Mo Wuxian's head will be blown away.

"Lord Lei," Long Haotian sneered, "I, Long Haotian, don't deceive people, but I can't be bullied either." If this one of yours wants my life again and again, how can I not let him have a longer memory?"

"You dare!"

Lei Zhenyue roared. 100,000 viewers felt that their eardrums were about to be cracked, and they covered their ears in pain. Long Haotian also felt that his heart was pounding, the coercion of the powerhouse of the Demon Tribulation Realm was indeed unbearable for him at the moment.

However, he always had a perseverance and smile on his face that would not give in: "You say I don't dare?" Lord Lei, I'm really okay with Long Haotian, I don't dare! It's just that since you have spoken, I will give you a face, whether Mo Wuxian is dead or alive, it all depends on the will of heaven!"

With that, Long Haotian turned around and walked towards the other side of the decisive battle platform. Seeing that he was about to reach the edge, he raised his hand backwards, and the burning wooden stick drew a wonderful arc of light in the air, heading towards Mo Wuji's mouth.

Despite being nearly two hundred meters apart, the speed of the wooden stick was not very fast. But at this moment, Mo Wuxian felt that there was a thousand catties of heavy burden pressed on his throat, not to mention dodging, it was simply difficult to move an inch.

At this moment, suddenly, I saw that Mo Wuji's back seemed to be slammed by someone. Then with a "poof", the mouthful of the unpalatable purple Xuanlei wine in his mouth was poured out instantly. The drink collided with the fire stick, and in an instant, an orange-red flame erupted in mid-air.

Mo Wuxi's body was like a dead leaf, and he was shocked by this burst of qi thirty meters away, and fell heavily to the ground. I don't know how much the bones are broken, and I don't know how many organs are left, and I can't stand anyway.

"Senior brother!" In the distance, Yu Taifeng hurriedly rushed over, carefully helping Mo Wuxian up, and his heart was shocked at the place where he touched his hand. He didn't dare to imagine that Mo Wuxian, who had always existed in his heart as if he was invincible, had been defeated so miserably.

In the distance, Ji Wuchen's face also had a complicated expression. In fact, with the strength shown by Mo Wuxian today, he already has the momentum to surpass himself. But even so, he has not been able to defeat Long Haotian, and Long Haotian has the support of Luo Jiutian, this kid is not simple!

At this moment, I saw Long Haotian slowly come to the edge of the decisive battle platform, and said lightly to Taifeng, "You shouldn't have come over." ”

"Shouldn't you come over, why?" Taifeng looked at Long Haotian blankly.

"Think for yourself!" Long Haotian didn't want to explain more, and took out the pair of boxing gloves of Taifeng. Due to the impact of Mo Wuji's talisman magic weapon, this fist glove was quite badly damaged, at least the eight words on the knuckles were gone, "Your fist gloves, take care of it!"

And when Taifeng took the fist in his hand, the corner of his eye found the corner of Mo Wuxian's mouth, and let out a vicious snort. Suddenly, this tease seemed to understand something, and I couldn't help but feel cold all over.

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