574 Chapter 575. Are You Worthy?

(one more)

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines in Black Gold and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

"no!"

When Yang Ming said a word, the entire mountain fell silent.

The remaining 30% of the clear-headed disciples of the Clear Sky School glared at Yang Ming one by one, obviously dissatisfied with Yang Ming's tone, saying that the merger of the Clear Sky School was so easy, they simply did not take them seriously!

"Ha ha."

The corner of the Seventh Elder's mouth pursed into a sneer of disdain, the laughter was incomparably rampant and resonant, even wrapped in thick soul power, it seemed to make the entire Haotian School tremble.

"Ignorant boy, I see that you are the special envoy of the Zhatian Gang, so I will bear with you. Now you actually want to annex our Haotian School, I am the first to refuse to accept it!"

The Seventh Elder's words were quite contagious and immediately resonated with others.

The voices of condemning Yang Ming and supporting the Seventh Elder kept pouring into my ears.

The scene was chaotic and noisy.

"Oh?"

Yang Ming seemed to have expected the thorns to jump out, he didn't care at all, his brows raised slightly, golden ripples appeared in the space behind him, and an evil and mysterious sword fell into Yang Ming's palm, and he was taken from the king's hand. Take it out of the treasure space.

As soon as this sword is released, the blood is soaring!

This sword seems to have killed tens of thousands of human beings. The killing air lingers on the sword body. The fierce blood light makes it look like a legendary artifact. A series of mysterious runes are engraved on it, especially the black and white impermanence, blood red The souls of the nine-headed bats are imprinted in it, making it even more strange.

As soon as he appeared, a mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones seemed to appear in everyone's eyes.

Under the layer upon layer of skeletons, a white skeleton throne was formed. Yang Ming sat on the throne with half-closed eyes, holding swords in both hands with the tip of the sword pointing down, piercing into the bone seat.

Just as many Haotianzong disciples were trapped in a demonic barrier and couldn't extricate themselves, a powerful shout sounded:

"presumptuous!"

His voice was just like that of the Seventh Elder, and he immediately expelled the spiritual influence exerted on the disciples by the Death God Domain, allowing them to escape from the illusion.

When they realized that what they saw and heard just now were all hallucinations, many Haotianzong disciples turned pale and felt lingering fear.

Without him, the hallucination just now was too real!

This is Yang Ming's tactic combining Kaleidoscope Sharingan and the Killing God Domain. Within the range of the Killing God Domain with a diameter of 1,000 meters, he will indiscriminately attack everyone with illusions, unless they are mentally powerful or strong-willed. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get rid of this large-scale illusion attack.

Yang Ming looked coldly at the Seventh Elder on the central stage, pointing the tip of his sword obliquely at his neck, and said with a half-smile:

"Elder Seven, didn't you insist on opposing me just now? Well, I will give you a chance to compete with me in the end. If you win, what I just said will be invalidated, and I will apologize to you in public, and with My people left the Haotianzong sect."

"But, if you lose, just stay aside obediently and shut your mouth!"

Being provoked in front of so many people, especially an underage boy like Yang Ming, the Seventh Elder's complexion changed again and again, and he was so angry that his seven orifices smoked.

As one of the five elders of the Haotian School, this seventh elder has a very high status in the sect. Even Tang Xiao would give him a three-pointer. How could he bear being so slighted by Yang Ming, a foreign junior!

"I……"

The seventh elder opened his mouth slightly, and was about to open his mouth to fight.

At this moment, the elder with long eyebrows pressed his wrist and said in a low voice:

"You don't know anything about Yang Ming, so you end up so easily. It's okay if you win, but if you lose, not only will you lose face, but we will all follow you to embarrass ourselves!"

Hearing this, the Seventh Elder knew that the elder with long eyebrows had already made a plan, so he followed his arrangement.

The old man with long eyebrows first glanced at the group of people out of the corner of his eye. Tang Chen, who was standing in the corner, saw his eyes closed, his hands clasped together, and reciting scriptures in a low voice. He didn't seem to care much about the disturbances of the world. Taking a breath, he looked at Yang Ming and said:

"Young man, don't be too rampant. This is the Haotian Sect's sect after all. If it's not for the sake of the Zhatian Gang, just for the sake of the wild words you just uttered, I can punish you for being disrespectful." Great crime!"

First, he put a tall hat on Yang Ming, and the elder with long eyebrows continued:

"What's more, what is the identity of the Seventh Elder and what is your identity? Can you challenge him casually? Even if you are a special envoy of the Zhatian Gang and you come to our Haotian Sect, you have to follow our rules. Follow the rules of the Haotian School!"

"Where is Tang Hu?"

"Second Uncle!" A sturdy man who looked about forty years old came out of the crowd.

When he walked out of the crowd, three generations of disciples made way for him, which showed his status in the sect.

The old man with long eyebrows seemed to have confidence in this young man, and said in a calm tone:

"Tang Hu, go down and compete with this special envoy of the Zhatian Gang. Our Haotian School is always a top force. Remember, friendship comes first, competition comes second. Don't beat people to death. We have to save face for the Zhatian Gang."

Although the elder with long eyebrows was not as straightforward as the Seventh Elder, he pointed at Yang Ming's nose and scolded them for being a bunch of local turtles who came to get rich.

"Obey!"

Tang Hu received the military order and walked down the central platform in a hurry.

With every step he took, the aura on his body rose by an inch. When he stood still less than ten meters away from Yang Ming, his aura was extremely solid, like a tiger on all fours, opening towards people. With a bloody mouth, the tiger howls in the forest.

At the same time, the soul power belonging to the sixty-fourth-level soul emperor was also released without any concealment. A series of six soul rings, with standard combinations of yellow, purple, and black, complemented each other, interpreting his strength.

This elite of the third generation of the Haotian School had a gloomy complexion, as sinking as water, but he was extremely calm. He was tall but not stout, and he didn't show any mood swings because of the words of the elder with long eyebrows.

"Tang Hu, the sixty-fourth-level attack system battle soul emperor, please!"

Making a gesture of invitation to Yang Ming, Tang Hu is very demeanor in terms of etiquette.

Naturally, Yang Ming wouldn't be rude, otherwise it would really make people think that the Zhatian Gang is just getting rich.

"Yang Ming, Level 67 Assault Department Soul Emperor, please." Yang Ming responded lightly.

However, as soon as his words came out, there was a turmoil among the crowd.

Even Tang Hu, whose face was always calm and unmoved by external objects, twitched imperceptibly, obviously not believing it.

Yang Ming didn't intend to hide it, anyway, he had to use his full strength later, so he kept showing the soul ring.

One purple, four black, one gray!

Once the soul ring comes out, who will fight!