"Boom -"

the white shadow collides with the transparent dragon shadow transformed by the original image of the holy dragon, and makes a deafening explosion sound. A group of blazing white light envelops the whole arena, and you can vaguely see angels spreading wings and feathers floating in the white light.

The white light does not last long, and soon dissipates to reveal the covered arena.

The three of Yu Xiaogang still protect Xiao Wu, Tang San, Tai Xiong and Yang Lin. Luo sanpao is majestic in the air. However, judging from the constantly shaking golden light column and the bleeding wound on the hind limbs of Luo San Pao, it is obvious that Luo San Pao suffered a little loss from the collision just now.

But not far away from Yu Xiaogang, the golden crocodile Douluo lies on the ground. In front of him, thousands of people hold the angel sword, and the sword tip has golden blood.

Qian Daoliu's face was also a little pale. It was obvious that although he had defeated the transparent dragon shadow transformed by the original appearance of the holy dragon, he was also not very well.

"A thousand streams!" In the audience, Ning Rongrong gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I can't believe that the great sacrifice of Wu Hun hall is so shameless!"

Oscar and Dai mubai and others are equally indignant. With the strength of thousands of streams, they even intervene in the battle between the golden crocodile and the golden iron triangle. This is totally to deceive the small!

Although Oscar is also a little angry, he stealthily glances at Xiao Tian. He wants to know what the younger Xiao will do if he breaks the rules and takes action in person.

"Ha ha, the great elder worshipped in the hall of martial spirit, is it difficult to prepare to fight against several younger generations?" At this time, Xiao Tian's voice sounded leisurely. People went along with the reputation, and saw Xiao Tian still sitting on the chair, with one hand supporting his chin, and his face was calm.

However, anyone can detect the anger hidden in Xiao Tianping's stillness. Obviously, if Qian Daoliu can't give a satisfactory answer, I'm afraid the dark sword on Xiao Tian's right armrest will be cut to qiandaoliu in the next moment!

"I was in a hurry just now," Qian Daoliu explained in a hurry after hearing his speech: "after all, jincrocodile Douluo is the elder of my martial spirit hall. I can't bear to see him fall here."

"What does this have to do with me?" Xiao Tian glanced at thousands of streams and said calmly, "what I care about is that the elder just dealt with my students. I need an explanation."

As he spoke, Xiao Tian's right hand had already put on the handle of the dark Chen sword. The dark purple sword made a crisp sound, and the dim starlight emerged from the sword.

"In five years, the Wu Hun hall will not attack the girl who has been transformed into a beast of a hundred thousand years," Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice after biting his teeth. "In addition, Wu Hun hall gives up all actions against haotianzong, and will not attack haotianzong in five years."

"Yes," Xiao Tian nodded and put the dark Chen sword away.

He is a person who is afraid of trouble, and qiandaoliu's promise can at least let him not be distracted to protect Xiaowu and Tang San for at least five years, which saves him a lot of things.

As for five years later, if Xiao Tian felt that Tang San Xiao Wu still needed to protect himself, he would simply shoot Tang San and Xiao Wu to death.

Don't have to go out and humiliate him!

Seeing that Xiao Tian promised to come down, qiandaoliu no longer stayed, carrying the gold alligator Douluo, he left the arena.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he could not help but fight against Tang Sanhe, Xiaowu and golden iron triangle!