"Tang Zuozi, you are very calm!"

Taoist Blood Drinker quickly walked to the chair opposite Tang Zuo and sat down.

At this moment, Tang Zuo was drinking tea leisurely, as if everything that happened in the hall had nothing to do with him.

"You are from the Chaotian Sect, but you are so rude to your sect leader. It can be seen that you are not a good person!"

After Tang Zuo took a sip of tea, he looked at the Blood Drinking Taoist and said calmly.

"Baby, do you know why I am called Blood Drinker?"

The blood-drinking Taoist stared at Tang Zuo and asked coldly.

Tang Zuo frowned and said, "Is it because you often drink blood?"

"Yes, you guessed it right, my favorite thing is the taste of blood. Every month I need the blood of at least three living people. I recently went into seclusion for a month. I really miss the taste of blood.

, I saw you, a tender-skinned boy, as soon as I came out of seclusion today. I am really lucky!"

The blood-drinking Taoist looked at Tang Zuo and said, he even curled his lips.

"You need the blood of three living people every month. I want to know what happened to those three living people after you drank their blood?"

Tang Zuo asked seriously.

The blood-drinking Taoist curled his lips and said with a smile: "Are you stupid or stupid? They drank all their blood, so of course they died!"

"In that case, you are a devil!"

Tang Zuo said coldly.

The blood-drinking Taoist nodded and said: "You can also say that, so now you should kneel on the ground, kowtow to me and beg for mercy, so that you can suffer less torture later!"

While speaking, Taoist Blood Drinker was still looking at Xue Ziyao and Wang Yuan.

"Old guy, what are you looking at?"

Wang Yuan looked at the Taoist Blood Drinker with a straight face and asked.

"Little girl, how dare you call me old guy? After I take care of Tang Zuo's son, see how I torture you!"

The blood-drinking Taoist looked at Wang Yuan and said, and he showed an obscene sneer.

"roll!"

Wang Yuan pouted and said, and she waved her white little hand.

"Little girl, you still have a bad temper. I want to see how cute you look when you cry?"

The blood-drinking Taoist said with a straight face. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Wang Yuan's chin directly.

The blood-drinking Taoist's arms were extremely long, and his fingers were thin and withered. He pinched Wang Yuan's back so hard that Wang Yuan couldn't help but shudder.

"Brother Tang Zuo!"

Wang Yuan called out this sentence at this time.

"Don't call me brother now. Even calling you grandpa won't be able to save you!"

The blood-drinking Taoist said coldly, his right hand was still ten centimeters away from Wang Yuan's chin.

"Ouch!"

But soon, the blood-drinking Taoist screamed.

"Holy shit, what's going on? How did Tang Zuo nail the great elder's hand to the table?"

"Sir, the great elder is a cultivator on the fourth level of the king realm. Tang Zuo nailed the great elder's hand to the table with a chopstick. This is simply unbelievable!"

There was a loud noise in the hall, and many people opened their eyes wide with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Teacher, Master, are you okay?"

Wu Guang, the eldest disciple of Taoist Blood Drinker, shouted at this time.

The blood-drinking Taoist's mouth was crooked. He did not answer Wu Guang. His eyes were staring at his right hand.

Just when Taoist Blood Drinker's hand was about to pinch Wang Yuan's chin, Tang Zuo suddenly took action and directly penetrated Taoist Blood Drinker's right hand and palm with a chopstick.

Moreover, the chopsticks that penetrated the blood-drinking Taoist's hand were nailed directly to the table.

Now, on the Blood Drinking Taoist's right hand, blood is coming out in a swipe, and the pain is like a needle prick, which makes the Blood Drinking Taoist's scalp feel tight.

"Why, does it hurt?"

Tang Zuo looked at the Taoist Blood Drinker and asked with a smile.

The blood-drinking Taoist swallowed hard.

, said: "Tang Zuozi, I really didn't expect that your hands were so fast that you could sneak attack me!"

"There are many things you didn't expect!"

Tang Zuo said calmly.

He then stood up, walked a few steps, and kicked the blood-drinking Taoist.

Whoosh!

The blood-drinking Taoist was kicked out by Tang Zuo and flew out.

Boom!

After flying for more than ten meters, the blood-drinking Taoist directly smashed a dining table in the hall.

With this smash, he directly knocked over the dining table, and all the dishes and plates on the table fell on him.

"Ah...my hand really hurts me!"

After the blood-drinking Taoist struggled to get up from the ground, he let out a heart-rending cry.

The blood-drinking Taoist's hands in front were nailed to the dining table. After Tang Zuo kicked him away, one can imagine what the consequences would be.

Now the Blood Drinking Taoist is covering his right hand with his left hand and jumping around like a funny monkey.

"Master, here are towels!"

Wu Guang ran over at this time and handed the Blood Drinker a white towel.

The blood-drinking Taoist took the towel and wrapped it around his right hand. The white towel turned blood red in the blink of an eye.

"No, I can't stop bleeding. I need to stop the bleeding first!"

After the blood-drinking Taoist said this, he immediately ran out of the palace gate.

"Great Elder, you, wait for me!"

Seeing this, Wang Tianbo chased after the blood-drinking Taoist, with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

He relied on the Blood Drinking Taoist. Now in the blink of an eye, the Blood Drinking Taoist became like this. How could he have the courage to continue to stay in the Chaotian Hall? He had to run with the Blood Drinking Taoist quickly, and then

This is the best strategy!

Bang bang, bang bang!

"Brother Tang, you took care of that old blood-drinking guy as soon as you took action. You are really awesome!"

Jiang Tianba clapped his hands at this time, and his face showed excitement.

"Since I asked you to be my little brother, I will definitely not let anyone threaten your position as the head of Chaotian Sect!"

Tang Zuo glanced at Jiang Tianba and said, he had already sat down on the chair again.

"Drinking Blood has broken through to the fourth level of the King Realm, but you hurt him in the blink of an eye. Are you a cultivator at the fifth level of the King Realm?"

Taoist Ghost Sword also walked up to Tang Zuo at this time.

"no!"

Tang Zuo glanced at Taoist Ghost Sword, shook his head and said.

"No? Then are you a cultivator at the sixth level of the King Realm, or a cultivator at the fourth level of the King Realm?"

Taoist Ghost Sword was stunned and asked again.
Chapter completed!