"Ah...... My finger is broken, it hurts, it hurts!"

The Blood-Drinker stumbled backwards, and a painful sound came out of his mouth.

"Tang, Tang Zuo, you are really so bold that you dare to sneak attack the Great Elder!"

Wang Tianbo stammered.

To be honest, Wang Tianbo was shocked at the moment, his brain was buzzing, he really couldn't understand why Tang Zuo was so fast, and he broke the fingers of the blood-drinking Daoist again?

Could it be that Tang Zuo was really stronger than the Blood Drinking Dao Man?

No, Tang Zuo is so young, how can he be stronger than a Blood Drinker, this is too unreasonable!

Wang Tianbo shook his head vigorously, he didn't want to believe the fact that Tang Zuo was stronger than the Blood Drinking Dao Man, because if Tang Zuo was really stronger than the Blood Drinking Dao Man, then his sect master dream would be completely ruined!

"Son of a bitch, you actually engaged in a sneak attack again, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

The Blood Drinker roared, his eyes turned blood-red, and the person jumped directly into the void, and his right foot stomped directly at Tang Zuo's head.

The foot of the Blood Drinker carried the sound of wind and thunder, and a huge footprint was formed directly in the void, it was three meters in diameter, and the speed was extremely fast.

Poof, poof!

The sound of vomiting blood immediately sounded in the main hall.

The Blood Drinking Daoist struck with all his strength this time, and the coercion of the fourth layer of the King Realm on his body exploded, and his footprints formed an incomparably huge impact in the main hall, which caused several high-level Chaotian Sect leaders with relatively low cultivation who were very close to Tang Zuo to directly spurt blood, and their bodies were also shaking, as if they could fall to the ground at any time.

"The strength of the fourth layer of the King Realm is really extremely powerful, if only I could break through to the fourth layer of the King Realm!"

The Ghost Daoist let out such an exclamation.

"Senior brother, this kick of drinking blood is so fierce, do you think Brother Tang can resist it?"

Jiang Tianba asked nervously.

As soon as the Ghost Dao Daoist opened his mouth and was about to speak, the Blood Drinking Daoist shouted, "This, how is this possible, you, you let go of me!"

The reason why the Blood Drinker screamed was because just now Tang casually pressed his left and right hands on the void, and the void footprints disappeared, and Tang Zuo. With a stretch of his left hand, he directly grabbed the left ankle of the Blood Drinker Daoist, this situation frightened the Blood-Drinker Daoist almost scattered, and now the Blood-Drinker Daoist had already understood a little bit that he was not Tang Zuo's opponent at all.

Bang!

However, the Blood-Drinking Daoist understood too late, and after Tang's left and right fists hit the Blood-Drinking Daoist's waist directly, the Blood-Drinking Daoist flew out directly.

Boom!

After flying more than ten meters, the Blood Drinker fell directly to the ground from the void.

"Ah...... My waist, my belly!"

The blood-drinker struggled on the ground, and a scream like killing a pig came directly from his mouth.

When he was shouting, blood gushed out of the mouth of the blood-drinker.

Tang Zuo's punch just now directly discounted five bones on the waist of the Blood Drinker, and now in addition to the severe pain in the waist, the stomach of the Blood Drinker is also tumbling for a while, and the tumbling pain makes the Blood Drinker feel like the end is coming.

"Master, are you alright?"

Seeing this, Wu Guang rushed directly to the side of the Blood Drinker.

"Wu, Wu Guang, help, save me, I'm dying!"

The Blood Drinker shouted at Wu Guang, his face full of fear.

"Master, don't worry, you'll be fine!"

Wu Guang hurriedly hugged the blood-drinking Daoist in his arms.

"Heaven, Tianba, I, I was wrong, I shouldn't doubt you, come to Chaotian Hall to find Brother Tang presumptuous, for the sake of us all Chaotian Sect people, you hurry up and help me plead with Brother Tang, let him not kill me, okay?"

The Blood-Drinking Daoist shouted at Jiang Tianba.

"Drinking blood, I said a long time ago that Tang Zuo is a son of rebellion, but you want to find Brother Tang to be presumptuous, you are simply to blame, now you regret it, what's the use?".

Jiang Tianba looked at the Blood Drinker and shook his head and said, he also smiled directly.

Worried that Tang Zuo was not the opponent of the Blood-Drinking Daoist, Jiang Tianba's heart had always been on his throat, and now seeing that Tang Zuo had beaten the Blood-Drinking Daoist like this, Jiang Tianba's heart was full of joy.

Now that the people of Chaotian Sect have seen Tang Zuo's strength with their own eyes, even if he is called Tang Zuoye, no one will question him anymore, right?

"Tianba, we are all members of Chaotian Sect, do you really want to watch me being killed by Brother Tang, aren't you afraid of the other people in Chaotian Sect being cold?"

Seeing Jiang Tianba's attitude, the Blood Drinker screamed.

"Okay, I'll help you intercede, but I don't dare to guarantee whether Brother Tang is willing to spare you!"

Jiang Tianba thought about it and said, then looked at Tang Zuo again: "Brother Tang, this guy who drinks blood has eyes and no beads and dares to come to you to be presumptuous, he was originally innocent. It's your own fault, but after all, he is from the Chaotian Sect, can you spare his life for the sake of my face?"

"Brother Tang, no, Master Tang, I was wrong, please spare my dog's life, as long as you spare me, I will definitely respect you as my ancestor in the future, if I can't do it, just let me hit five thunders in the sky!"

The Blood-Drinker shouted, his face pitiful.