The reason why Wang Haotian chose to use pills and spiritual weapons to blow himself up against the enemy was also because he was afraid that he would be exposed, once exposed, his plan to "regulate" and develop would be destroyed, and he would encounter all kinds of unknown troubles.

"Which of you will go to war and help me kill him!"

When Zhuge Liang heard Zhuge Liang's words, all of them had gray faces, after all, the cold corpse of the ghost face was still lying in the square at the moment.

Wang Haotian didn't know when he took out a folding fan, opened it with a bang, and fanned it lightly twice, chic. Then he threatened the scholars behind Zhuge Liang: "Is there anyone else going to come up?" Master, I can tell you, whoever is going to blow up whom. ”

Silence, the scholar behind Zhuge Jun was silent. Zhuge was equally silent. Even the onlookers were silent. After all, the power of the self-explosion of the best spiritual weapon is huge, and a living example is right in front of you.

However, soon Zhuge Liang said, "Where does he have so many top-grade spiritual weapons?" What are you afraid of? ”

"Didn't you? You're underestimating the master. Wang Haotian faced the questioning, waved his big hand, and seven or eight top-grade spiritual weapons appeared in his hands, "See, the master has a spiritual weapon, you are not afraid that you can go up, don't let the scholar you accept come to death!" ”

After speaking, he put away the spiritual weapon again, put one hand behind his back, his waist was straight, and the other hand continued to wave the folding fan in his hand. Seeing that the other party was silent again, Wang Haotian closed the folding fan and continued:

"Isn't that right? Everyone is their own people, they are all a family, why do you have to make you live and die, sit together to eat and drink, talk about the Tao, isn't it fragrant? Seeing that no one on Zhuge Liang's side objected, he said to the accompanying student behind him.

"You are people's companion reading boys like me, what good is it to come up and fight me? If you win, you don't have your share in the elixir, and if you lose, you're a 'ghost face' outside the spirit, and you can't do it, right? The higher he spoke, the more excited he became, and finally he said in an astonishing voice:

"Okay, Brother Zhuge , take a step back and open the sky, let's be good men and women, take out the elixir, we're still good friends, good classmates, aren't we?"

Zhuge Jun finally couldn't stand it anymore at this moment, and scolded loudly: "Bastard, nonsense, what qualifications do you have to call me a brother and a brother as a companion student?" Do you think you're the only one who has a spiritual weapon? Then he took out three top-grade spiritual weapons, turned to the companion reading boy and said, "I have three top-grade spiritual weapons here, which of you is willing to blow him up?" After the deed is completed, I will reward another pseudo-immortal weapon, 500,000 top-grade spirit stones! ”

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, and under his persuasion, a scholar named Yan Fei finally stood up.

"Damn, you're lighting the toilet - looking for death!" Wang Haotian put away the folding fan, looked at the people on the field, and said in a cold tone.

Yan Fei didn't say a word, he instilled Yuan Force into the three spirit weapons, and then operated the three spirit weapons to fly to Wang Haotian's side, Wang Haotian basically operated the same operation, he also operated the three spirit weapons to fly towards Yan Fei.

In this way, a good competition turned into a mutual explosion of spiritual weapons!

"Burst" and "Burst" The two drank at almost the same time. "Boom", and smoke rose again in the square.

After a while, the smoke cleared, and I saw that Yan Fei's breath had already been blown up, bleeding from seven holes, and he was covered in scars. On the other hand, Wang Haotian didn't have anything to do, there were several top-grade defensive spirit weapons around his body, and there were dozens of defensive spirit runes attached to his body.

"Damn, I'm kind of a knife pulling my ass - open my eyes, there are so many defensive spirit weapons and spirit runes, who can blow it up?"

"Hehe, I said how he looks confident."

"Zhuge Liang really poured eight lifetimes of blood plum when he provoked him."

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Wang Haotian has never been merciful to the enemy, dragged the long knife, slowly walked towards Yan Fei, and said without mercy: "Master, I warned you before, you didn't listen, but came up to die, don't hold a grudge against the master when you go to the underworld!" After speaking, his hand rose and fell.

"Is anyone else willing to play? Master, I'll say it again, don't you want him to die!! Wang Haotian stared at Zhuge Liang and said viciously.

No one really dared to play this time.

"Jue Youlan, you won, this is the Night Soul Grass! Zhuge Liang said unwillingly, and at the same time glared at Wang Haotian: "Okay, Wang Haotian, you have a kind, I, Zhuge Liang, swear here, he will kill you one day!" Zhuge Liang dropped a cruel word and turned away with everyone. With Zhuge Liang's departure, everyone also left.

In the evening, at the Little Witch's Mansion, everyone gathered together to start the celebration, just like a family, and they were happy!

Late at night, in the backyard.

"You said I would like to promise you one condition? Now let's talk about it, what are the conditions? The little witch asked aloud.

"My condition is very simple, that is, no one else can enter this backyard without my permission in the future, including you." Wang Haotian replied.

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's that simple!"

"Okay, I promise you."

"It's a deal!"

After the little witch left, Wang Haotian first arranged a simple covering formation, and then began to cultivate. He first cultivated the Heavenly Rank Soul Technique, "Soul Horror Technique".

Since his last trip to the underworld, Wang Hao's Heavenly Consciousness has given birth to a divine soul comparable to the Transformation Divine Stage, and after breaking through the Yuan Infant, the power of the divine soul is even stronger. Therefore, at this moment, the practice of soul frightening is very fast. Seven days later, the first level of the Soul Horror Technique finally reached Xiaocheng, and the spirits in the sea of knowledge became more and more radiant.

"Gotta find someone to try your might!" So Wang Haotian walked out of the backyard and came to Yanwu Square.

As soon as I arrived at the square, I heard a shout from the crowd. "What's the matter, you mid-grade cultivators of the True Star are really dogs who can't change their, they don't repent, and they dare to shout, today my Holy Sword Ming will teach you a good lesson." I don't know why Saint Jianming and Cui Haoran had an argument again, and they were fighting against Cui Haoran at this time.

"Isn't that a good target?" Wang Haotian stepped forward decisively and got into the crowd.

The combat power of the Holy Sword Ming is more than 80,000, and Cui Haoran is only 70,000, the difference in strength between the two is huge, at this moment the Holy Sword Ming is frantically attacking Cui Haoran, Cui Haoran is using the defense of the body of the earth to resist desperately, and there are constant injuries on his body, and the situation is precarious.

Wang Haotian quietly operated the first shock finger of the soul fright, and the soul in the sea of knowledge suddenly opened his eyes, put his hands together, emitting endless golden light, and pointed at the sea of knowledge of the holy sword, which was originally domineering and was using his divine power to attack wildly, suddenly the divine soul was attacked, and one stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Who the hell is sneaking up on me!" He cursed in his mouth.