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The beauty lifts the sedan chair and does not show her true face.

This top-secret genius of the Jiang family is very high-profile and unusually low-key.

But no one would despise him, because this was a person who was respected as a genius by all the powerhouses of the Saint-level Realm, and his strength was bound to be not weak.

The Jiang family attacked across the domain this time, but they dared to bet the victory or defeat on this top-secret genius, which could already verify Jiang Bing's strength from the side.

"Long Xiaotian, do you dare to bet?" Jiang Tingyun asked sharply, Long Xiaotian looked back at Long Jiaoyang, and Long Jiaoyang nodded slightly.

After Long Xiaotian had confidence in his heart, he immediately turned around and said, "Jiang Tingyun, can your words represent the meaning of everyone in the Jiang family?"

"Of course!"

"Okay, the old man will take a gamble with you!" Long Xiaotian said loudly, "Okay, we both found the poisonous oath first." If we break the poisonous oath, it will be difficult for us to survive the Tai Sui Tribulation!" Jiang Tingyun said urgently, Long Xiaotian looked back at Long Jiaoyang again, in fact, he did not have absolute confidence in Long Jiaoyang. Because Long Jiaoyang's cultivation is still too weak. The cultivation in the early stage of the Heaven Rank Realm could not be dominated among the younger generation.

The Jiang family, who had come in a big way, dared to use the bet on Jiang Bing on whether they could win the Long family, making Long Xiaotian suspect that this person's cultivation level had reached the middle or peak of the heaven-level realm.

"Long Xiaotian, do you want to regret it?" Jiang Tingyun said with a stimulant voice, "Since the old man has agreed, he will not regret it." It's just that Long Jiaoyang is only eighteen years old, and if your Jiang family's top-secret genius is already fifty years old, as soon as he comes up to win with cultivation as the realm, we will lose too unjustly. Long Xiaotian Dao Jiang Tingyun said proudly: "Long Xiaotian, you can rest assured, Jiang Bing is still young and has not reached middle age. Moreover, our family's top-secret genius will not be compared to Long Jiaoyang's cultivation!"

"Okay, let's swear by poison!" Long Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said This is not the situation that Long Xiaotian wants to see, Long Jiaoyang's exposure is not a good thing for the Long family, but it has come to this, and he can't change it.

After Jiang Tingyun and Long Xiaotian each discovered the poisonous oath, the two sides stood opposite each other in the martial arts arena of the main hall of the Long family.

The rest of the Jiang family was not exposed, except for Jiang Tingyun's five saint-level realm powerhouses, among the Jiang family's lineup, there were only four eye-catching beautiful girls left, and Jiang Bing, who did not show up in the sedan chair.

The Long family has an advantage in terms of numbers, Long Jiming, Long Yaoxin, Long Jili and others are all here.

Long Xiaotian sat on the stone chair on the martial arts arena, and he began to quietly withdraw his spiritual power into his dantian.

Chu Ling'er's ghost was generally hidden beside Long Xiaotian, and the Qilin Holy Sword was also suspended on Long Xiaotian's side.

"Dad, save me......" Long Jiaoxiong, who had lost too much blood, was thrown to the ground with a pale face.

Long Jiming was very anxious, but he was also very angry. His son was weak and cowardly, and he was thrown home.

"A waste young master, give it back to you. He Chilong kicked Long Jiaoxiong towards Long Xiaotian.

Seeing this, Chu Ling'er urged the Qilin Holy Sword and sent out the power to take Long Jiaoxiong down. Seeing this, He Chilong became more and more sure that Long Xiaotian was urging the Qilin Holy Sword.

"Woo woo, daddy...... You want to avenge me...... He tore off my arm...... I hurt so much. Long Jiaoxiong cried and shouted, "Hehe, the head of the Long family, do you dare to come out and fight with me?" He Chilong arrogantly provoked the golden little manniu at this time, and pulled away Long Jiming and the others, and said with an unhappy face: "Curly-haired old man, you have been chirping crookedly for a long time, which makes me very unhappy." I'm in a very bad mood right now, and if I chirp crookedly, I'll hit you all over the ground looking for teeth!"

"Little Manniu, come back quickly. You are no match for a Saint-level realm cultivator. The iron head hurriedly shouted, "Little manniu, don't come nonsense. Long Jiaoyang said softly, the golden little manniu pointed to his chest and said melancholy, "Don't stop me, there is a fire in my heart, if you don't vent it, I will go crazy." ”

"I know. But this person on the other side is a saint-level realm powerhouse, and you are seeking death with such a provocation. Long Jiaoyang whispered, "What about saint-level realm cultivators, Brother Niu didn't kill saint-level realm cultivators back then, and if he didn't enter the emperor-level realm, he was a line behind after all!"

Long Jiaoyang thought for a while, took out a dark red pill from the Qiankun Ring, he pressed it into the big palm of the golden little manniu and said, "The new generation of Liba Mountain and River Pill, you can help me try the effect." ”

"Okay!" The golden little manniu nodded, and pushed Long Jiaoyang to Long Xiaotian and the others, it stomped on the ground and pointed at He Chilong provocatively: "Curly-haired old man, Brother Niu is unhappy with you, I want to beat you now, get out immediately!"

He Chilong's face was like purple sauce, and he was angry. A tall and rugged little character dared to scold him!

"Jiang Tingyun Daoyou, give me a little time, and solve this guy who doesn't know the height of the sky!" He Chilong couldn't bear it and said, "Okay, give you time for a stick of incense." "Jiang Tingyun is generous and Dao Golden Little Manniu is only a cultivation of the heaven-level realm, and they can all see it. Such a provocation is purely seeking death.

"Long Jiaoyang Daoyou, why don't you pull the little manniu back. How could it possibly beat a Saint-level realm powerhouse?" Iron Head said worriedly, "Don't worry. I know the little manniu, if it is not sure, it will not take the initiative to provoke. Long Jiaoyang said, and the golden crow in the Sun God Bead said, "Golden Bull, if you open the special power of bloodline rage, you can obtain almost saint-level power in a short period of time!"

"Ah, the Golden Bull still has such special powers?" Long Jiaoyang was shocked.

"You little brute companion, you don't want to live anymore. Unlocking the power of the bloodline rage will make his lifespan deplete quickly. The lifespan of each Golden Bull is about fifteen hundred years, but such a long lifespan is only enough for them to use the special power of four bloodline rages. Jin Wu Chuannian said that Long Jiaoyang understood what Jin Crow meant, and he hurriedly opened his mouth, wanting to call the golden little man Niu back.

But at this time, He Chilong hooked the aura of heaven and earth, turned into a giant hall, and suppressed the golden little bull, and he had no chance to dissuade him.

Long Xiaotian's voice sounded in Long Jiaoyang's ears, "Jiaoyang, this friend of yours is afraid that he will be more than lucky." He Chilong's disillusionment technique is unparalleled in the world, and few people can break it. ”

Long Jiaoyang looked nervously at the place shrouded by the Hechi Dragon Giant Palace, and at this time, he didn't know if the golden little bull had a chance to open the special power of the bloodline rage.

"It's really impatient for a Heaven-level Realm Perfection Stage cultivator to dare to provoke a Saint-level Realm cultivator. Old Monster Yan sarcastically said Jiang Tingyun with a smile on his face, he liked this situation. Killing one of the opponents can make the enemy's morale even lower!

"Moo!"

But when Jiang Tingyun and the others thought that the golden little bull was already under the giant hall, he was cut into a blood mist by the saint-level power. An earth-shattering cow roar came out, and the blood qi of the golden little bull had rushed out of the top of his head!

The power of the violent bloodline makes it possess like the soul of the Bull Demon King, breaking through the holy momentum and roaring!

The giant hall that He Chilong had turned into had cracks in an instant, and a red liquid was flowing.