"Not really!"

Tang Zuo looked at the Ghost Daoist and shook his head and replied.

"What, not at all!"

The Ghost Daoist said in shock.

"Shhhhh

Seeing this, Jiang Tianba hurried close to the Ghost Daoist and whispered.

"yes, let's stop talking about it!"

The Ghost Daoist nodded and said.

As he spoke, the Ghost Daoist felt a sense of regret in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to slap his mouth twice.

Tang Zuo is not a cultivator from the fourth layer of the King Realm to the sixth layer of the King Realm, but if he can defeat Jiang Tianba, it goes without saying that he must be a cultivator of the third layer of the King Realm.

The Blood Drinking Dao Man had already broken through to the fourth layer of the King Realm, so it seemed that Tang Zuo had just injured him by luck.

His mouth is really cheap enough, why did he ask Tang Zuo this question?

If the Blood Drinker knew Tang Zuo's true cultivation, after he dealt with the injuries on his hands, he would make a comeback!

"Someone, this table is full of blood, quickly replace it, don't affect Brother Tang's mood when eating!"

Jiang Tianba clapped his hands and directly changed the topic.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Soon someone came up and changed the table, and Jiang Tianba and the others chatted with Tang Zuo.

And at this moment, a middle-aged man in a gray robe suddenly and quietly left the Chaotian Hall.

......

At the moment, the other side.

The Bloodthirster had returned to his mansion.

"Damn, you light, it really hurts Lao Tzu!".

The blood-drinking Daoist was scolding at the moment.

Wang Yue, the doctor of Chaotian Sect, was treating his wounds.

"Great Elder, your hand is broken, the injury is quite serious, I must disinfect you with alcohol, you have to endure a little!"

Wang Yue said calmly, just now he just wiped the blood stains from his hands for the blood drinker.

"Well, let's be wordy, let's get rid of it!"

The blood-drinker snorted.

Wang Yue stopped grinding, he took out a bottle of alcohol directly from the medicine box, and after opening the lid, he directly poured it into the right hand of the blood drinker.

"Hey, hey...... It hurts, *** it hurts, Wang Yue*** is it okay to tap it?"

Alcohol seeped into the wound, and the blood-drinker's eyes quickly widened in half.

"Great Elder, this is the effect of alcohol, and I can't take it lightly!"

Wang Yue said helplessly.

"Ouch...... I really didn't expect Tang Zuozi to be so powerful, I knew that I wouldn't go to the Chaotian Palace, or even if I went, I wouldn't make trouble with him, so I wouldn't suffer the big loss now!"

The blood-drinker groaned, and he kept muttering.

After suffering a lot of losses in the Chaotian Hall just now, the Blood Drinking Dao people were really frightened.

Now his hand hurts like an explosion stimulated by alcohol, and he regrets running to the Chaotian Hall in front of him even more!

"Great Elder, your wounds have been bandaged!"

Ten minutes later, Wang Yue said with a sigh of relief.

The Blood Drinker looked at the white gauze on his right hand, then turned his right hand.

"Wang Yue, thank you for your hard work!"

The blood-drinking Taoist said that Wang Yue disinfected him, and after bandaging the wound, his right hand didn't hurt much.

"Yes, Great Elder, then I'll go first!"

After Wang Yue nodded, he walked out of the secret room directly.

The Blood Drinker moved his right hand, and he walked out of the secret room.

"Great Elder, are your injuries alright?"

Wang Tianbo was waiting outside the secret room.

The Blood Drinker glanced at Wang Tianbo and said, "It's not a big problem, I can't die yet!"

When he said this, there was a wave of anger in the heart of the blood-drinking Daoist

Gas.

He is selfish and narrow-minded, and now after suffering a big loss, he secretly blames Wang Tianbo in his heart.

If it weren't for Wang Tianbo, this guy would not have come to talk to him, he would not have gone to the Chaotian Palace, and he would not have suffered this big loss!

The palms of his hands were torn apart, Wang Tianbo was still rambling, he really wanted to slap Wang Tianbo's face directly with two mouths.

"It's okay, Grand Elder, what are we going to do now?"

Wang Tianbo nodded and said.

The blood-drinking Taoist was stunned, he looked at Wang Tianbo, and thought to himself Wang Tianbo, doesn't this guy understand people's words, he is already like this, Wang Tianbo is still asking what to do, Wang Tianbo, what else does he want to do?

"What do you say?"

The blood-drinking Dao man's face turned cold, and he said angrily.

"Great Elder, I really didn't expect that guy Tang Zuo to be so good at sneak attacks, if he doesn't play tricks, even if he is so ten, he is definitely not your opponent Great Elder!"

Wang Tianbo said with a straight face, and his teeth were still bared.

"Are you sure Tang Zuo is sneaking up on me?"

The Blood Drinker asked, stunned.

"This is one hundred percent, Tang Zuo cub is young, if he can really injure the Great Elder with his strength, then isn't he a cultivator on the fifth layer of the King Realm?"

"But this thing is impossible, in our entire Wang Bai Mountain Range, there has never been such a cultivator who defies the heavens, such a thing is completely contrary to common sense!"

Wang Tianbo said with a straight face.

In fact, he wasn't sure if Tang Zuo was sneaking up on the Blood Drinking Dao people, but he really didn't want to give up this Chaotian Sect. The opportunity of the suzerain.