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Wang Yanba's face was still written with disdain, he approached Tan Zimo, patted the young man's shoulder, his expression gradually became cold, as if greeting the deceased: "If I am a sword, you are a fish and meat, even if you take advantage of the tongue now, but it is only a temporary ......"

He swept Tan Zimo's shoulder again, as if he was sweeping dust, sneering and sarcastically but suddenly raising his voice, but there was obviously a hint of irritation in his voice: "What do you want, say it, I have the right to listen to it as a joke, and it is undoubtedly your last word!"

"The order of life and death has been issued, of course it will not die!" Tan Zimo lowered his head, a trace of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes, "If I win, a month later, I will be here in a battle!"

"The maximum period of the life and death order is one month, if you win, I will give you an extra month to prepare for the future, if you lose, you will be decided!"

"Hehe, what a one, cut it down!"

"However, I still have to remind you, if I win......" Tan Zimo pointed to the plough ox on the platform, "I am going to take this guy away, you want his wing tendons, or he wants his life, and wait a month later, step on my corpse!"

His tone changed: "Otherwise, the Law Enforcement Hall will be investigated." ”

Wang Yanba smiled coldly: "I naturally understand the rules in the sect, you should pray for your own life first." ”

The wind was a little stronger, the moon petals were sprinkled, the sky was like a pink snowflake, and the strange thing was that the clamor was a little quieter.

Gradually, the huge yellow-level feather cultivation square was so quiet that only the sound of contemplative breathing remained.

At this moment, the plough bull only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and his head was in a trance after being tortured by tiredness, pain, pain, and panic, he stared at Tan Zimo in the audience, looked at the demonic smiling face, and gritted his teeth and said: "What kind of hero is this guy here for!?"

The plough bull is a typical example of not being afraid of death, which Tan Zimo has already experienced, but at this time, the plough bull does not care about his own life and death at all, his heart has already been messed up, except for believing that a miracle will happen to Tan Zimo, there is no other thought.

Wang Yanba and Tan Zimo stood side by side, and there was no figure one hundred or ten meters in front of them, and everyone had already made way of an unmanned passage.

At this time, a young man walked out of the crowd, and the man turned his feathers into a bow, and his body looked extremely calm, and his calm bearing showed his extraordinary two-star peak strength.

"Death and delay, I like it, I'll do it!"

"Are you ready, what awaits the execution is the judgment of death and slow arrows. ”

The plough bull was startled, the so-called slow arrow trial was to shoot a sharp arrow with retardation at Tan Zimo and the two respectively, whoever dodged first would lose, and this young man was no one else, but Wang Yanba's fellow clansman - Wang Yanlie.

Long ago, the two of them joined forces, and they had already played "death and slow" in the yellow-level sect domain, and there was no opponent, and now they ......

Wang Yanlie's strength is not as good as that of the plough ox, and it is clear that he can shoot two slow arrows at the same time.

You must know that this person is Wang Yanba's clansman, and he usually practices and cultivates together, Wang Yanba naturally has a certain tacit understanding with him, and knows when it is the most appropriate time to hide, so that he can better control his proportions.

In contrast, Tan Zimo obviously suffered a loss.

"Wait a minute!" Tan Zimo suddenly shouted.

As soon as his words fell, all the eyes of the Huang-level Yu Xiu Square smashed towards him, and the silence was broken, in exchange for a round of boos, and then the laughter was deafening.

Wang Yanba turned his head and sneered at the young man beside him: "What's wrong?"

Tan Zimo stood with his head down, and there was a trace of pride and arrogance on his slightly immature face.

"Poisoned!"

The already tattered clothes couldn't contain Tan Zimo's coldness, and Tan Zimo raised his head contemptuously, only to find that there was a layer of blood-colored thin ice on his body.

At this time, the yellow powder in Tan Zimo's hand was the most weird, and he didn't know where he got it.

He applied the yellow powder to the arrow blade held by Wang Yanlie, and then retreated to Wang Yanba's side.

The thin ice that condensed on his body mixed with blood shattered into ice cubes as Tan Zimo's body moved, and it became even more finely broken after landing, and the strange thing was that as the thin ice landed, the scars on his body became more and more shallow.

Tan Zimo turned his head and said coldly to Wang Yanba: "Wang Yanba, are you talking about it? If you lose, give me the plough and ox, and allow me a month to fight for life and death here." ”

Wang Yanba frowned, and shouted, the Xuan-level feather skills he performed were majestic again, and the hundreds of feather arrows flipped in the air, scaring the people around him to flee for their lives, with a series of loud noises of "bang bang bang", there were also flashes of sparks on the ground, and the feather arrows were slanted into the ground one by one, like devouring fangs.

Wang Yanba shouted: "What do you think of Lao Tzu, since you have decided to fight with you to the death or delay, I will naturally abide by the rules of the game, all you have to do now is to pray for your life, don't think about anything else." ”

"Hehe, can I pray for you by the way?"

Tan Zimo smiled slyly, raised his eyes and saw a trace of discomfort flashing on Wang Yanba's face, and couldn't help laughing even more arrogantly, and then said: "That poison is called Xiao Huanghuang, I haven't heard of it, it doesn't matter if I haven't heard of it, you will know that it is powerful when it pierces the skin." ”

A trace of anger appeared in Wang Yanba's eyes, and he lifted the bloodstained Tan Zimo with one hand: "It's a big breath, I'll die on my hands later......"

Before the words fell, only the violent sound of the air being cut open, and then with a "bang", Tan Zimo was thrown to the ground fiercely, and Wang Yanba clapped his palms, as if he was dirty.

Tan Zimo stood up neatly and patted the dust on his body, some of which had mixed into the wound and was difficult to sweep away.

As if he didn't feel pain, Tan Zimo smiled shallowly.

Wang Yanba looked at Tan Zimo, and when he saw his face, he couldn't help but say with a tight chest: "Once this arrow is wound, you don't have to regret it, if you are afraid, it's too late to give up now, I will leave you a whole corpse." ”

Tan Zimo ignored Wang Yanba's threat at all, and a touch of laziness curled up on his lips: "I have to explain a few words to the plough bull first!"

"A final goodbye, as it should be. Wang Yanba laughed haha, with a look of disdain on his face, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, but there seemed to be countless ridicules.

Tan Zimo's shouting to the plough ox was very casual, like a greeting to his family: "Don't worry, I won't lose!"

Hearing this awe-inspiring self-confidence, the plough bull was stunned, and he didn't know how to reply.

"What arrogant, you swear so much, how dare I show mercy?" Wang Yanba's cold and arrogant voice suddenly sounded in Tan Zimo's ears.

"Mercy on your subordinates?" Tan Zimo looked at him forcefully, but his expression was not cold, he just smiled lightly, "Of course you don't dare to show mercy to your subordinates!"

Smile gracefully and calmly.

This...... It's definitely a sign of victory!

"Hehe, just smearing poisonous ashes is not enough to stimulate ......"

Tan Zimo pointed to Yan Lie, the prince of the same clan of Wang Yanba in front of him, and then pointed to his heart, saying very slowly and very clearly: "As an executor, you, remember to aim here, aim at our hearts, it is bound to be an arrow through the heart!"

Turning his head again, the corners of Tan Zimo's mouth rose slightly, his disdain overflowed, and he arrogantly provoked Wang Yanba: "What about you, dare to accept it." ”

Wang Yanba's facial muscles twitched slightly, and after a while, he became angry, looked at Tan Zimo and snorted angrily: "Joke, I, Wang Yanba, am the first to be ruthless and famous, how can I allow you, a one-star feather cultivator, to be arrogant, and to pierce the heart arrow with the heart arrow, why don't you dare." ”

"But the death-piercing arrow doesn't seem to be enough to show my hubris......"

As if he wanted to kill Wang Yan, Tan Zimo's eyes were as unfathomable as a pool of water, but suddenly there was a sarcastic smile, he tore off a bloody cloth and wrapped his eyes, but the corners of his mouth suddenly hung a signature arc that made people feel very tight: "I ......"

"I'm playing with you!"