Chapter 2389： Torn (1/2)
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On Li Haotian's fist, a white flame exploded. This flame was full of coldness, but under this cold surface, it was extremely hot.
Desperate!
Ranked fifteenth on the Source Fire Ranking, it's horrible.
On Li Haotian's fist, there was a breath of cold fire that eroded the bones, and between his fists, the aura of fierce source fire was also filled with madness.
Yan Nanfei's expression suddenly changed. Although his aura had returned to its peak, compared with Li Haotian, the gap was still huge.
Mu Yun remained calm, and suddenly flicked his fingers, and a drop of Nether Ghost Lu burst out.
In his body, there are still two drops of heavenly dew, namely Netherworld Ghost Dew and Demon Lotus Pure Dew. As for the cold ice jade dew, it has long been evaporated by the real fire of Samadhi. The true source of fire is not afraid of heavenly dew.
But Li Haotian hadn't reached the realm of the Holy King, so his source of fire would naturally be restrained by Tianlu.
Under the cover of ghost dew, Li Haotian's arrogance suddenly weakened.
Yan Nanfei took this opportunity and flew back and returned to Mu Yun.
”Leader, this adversary is so abominable, please help me clean up the door.” Yan Nanfei gritted his teeth. At this time, Mu Yun is the leader of the Qingyun Saint League, and he wants to call the leader.
Mu Yun nodded slightly, staring at Li Haotian in the sky.
The gazes of the audience also focused on Mu Yun and Li Haotian.
Li Haotian looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: ”Hahaha, Mu Yun, I can't think of you really dare to come over, so courageous and courageous.”
Mu Yun summoned the Pojun Ding, dismantled the Ding Huajian, stepped on the Pojun Flying Sword, soaring to the sky, and confronted Li Haotian, saying: ”Li Haotian, there will be a battle between you and me. Let's do it.”
”Hehe, if you want to die, you don't have to be so anxious, come here, first catch me the disciples of Qingyun Saint League, grab all of them, not one!”
Li Haotian gave a cold cry, but saw the disciples of the Jiuding Sect, rushing into the banquet, and many disciples wearing nine-door costumes also quietly entered.
”Nine doors?”
Mu Yun's eyes narrowed, Nine Doors is a special school of Kunxu Realm, who is good at using hidden weapons, and the methods are quite fierce. Unexpectedly, Li Haotian would secretly ambush the disciples of Nine Doors.
Seeing more than a dozen disciples of Nine Doors pouring into the banquet venue, a hidden weapon was shot, and the disciples of Qingyun Saint League were raided by the hidden weapon, and they were suddenly in chaos and were arrested by the Jiuding faction.
”Li Haotian, dare you!”
Mu Yun was furious, and he didn't expect Li Haotian to arrest people indiscriminately in front of the world.
The people present at the banquet all frowned. They didn't expect Li Haotian to be so shameless. Even if he arrested people, he secretly invited nine disciples to come over and attacked with hidden weapons. It was really mean.
”You don't have to panic, this is my personal grievance with Qingyun Saint League.”
Li Haotian has a cold and arrogant tone, but he doesn't care about the eyes of the world.
At this time, a pretty figure slowly walked out, it was the owner of Penglai Fairy Island, Fairy Penglai.
Fairy Penglai looked around the audience and slowly said: ”Our Jiuding faction and the Qingyun Saint League have a deep hatred. It can be said that they don’t share the sky. They are stupid and bold. Kill all of you!”
When the voice fell, all the disciples of the Jiuding Sect had pulled out their swords, and the disciples of the nine doors also showed a fierce look.
At this time, many disciples of the Qingyun Saint League were captured, but fortunately, important figures such as Bai Chen, Li Aoxue, Huang Yan Mo Yu, and others were not captured.
”Bitch, die for me!”
Li Aoxue screamed, drew out the Gu Yuanjian, and stabbed the sword towards Fairy Penglai.
”Aoxue, I'll help you.” Leng Jianxin also drew out Chi Yao's sword and slashed out with his sword.
Bai Chen, Huang Yan, Mo Yu and others also shot directly.
Luo Tianxing summoned the three hundred bone guards and rushed out violently. The entire banquet venue suddenly fell into chaos, and there were shouts of killing and chaos everywhere.
”Li Haotian, you want to wipe out my Qingyun Saint League, it's not that easy.”
Mu Yun snorted coldly. Although Li Haotian wanted to ambush and kill, the disciples of his Qingyun Saint League were definitely not idlers, so naturally they would not wait for death.
”haha, really?”
Li Haotian smiled coldly, waved his hand, a breath of majestic curse, madness shrouded.
”The world is beautiful, the country is picturesque, and the painting is cursed, the emperor!”
With a big wave of his hand, he suppressed the curse and suppressed it severely.
”not good!”
Mu Yun's face suddenly changed.
Li Haotian's curse was very proficient, several times more proficient than him. A painting curse was almost instant, and the scope was very large, directly covering the entire banquet venue.
Suddenly, all the disciples of the Qingyun Saint League turned into a picture scroll. Li Aoxue and the others were fighting on their own. It was completely unexpected that Li Haotian would suddenly intervene. Without any defense, he was immediately suppressed by the curse of painting.
The disciples of Qingyun Saint League in the audience suddenly became a picture scroll.
And Li Haotian's curse aura was distinct, only dealing with the Qingyun Saint League, and the others were unscathed.
”Haotian Old Sage is a terrible method.”
”Such curse means, I'm afraid it will go against the sky.”
”Qingyun Saint League is dead today, even if it comes out, it won't be the enemy of Haotian Old Sage.”