I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

But soon, Tang Xiao, who still remembered what happened that year and was the original guarantor, spoke up.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, as far as I know, my second brother... Tang Hao, whether he is true to the rumors or not, has committed infinite sins and become a fallen soul master, he seems to have never treated the members of your palace. Have you ever done anything?"

As he spoke, Tang Xiao's expression became slightly complicated, as did Tang Yuehua's expression not far behind.

According to the information revealed by Wuhun Palace, although Tang Hao slaughtered ordinary people without hesitation, he always avoided doing anything to the people of Wuhun Palace. This undoubtedly made the two brothers and sisters present who most believed that Tang Hao would not do such a thing. People can't help but have a trace of doubt in their hearts that cannot be eradicated.

After all, Tang Hao would avoid causing trouble to the Haotian Sect while killing people on the mainland. This is simply not too reasonable and true...

"And the promise that His Majesty the Pope, who was still a saint, forced me to make in public, seems to be that only after Tang Hao attacked and killed the members of Wuhun Palace, I, the Haotian Sect, should be punished on his behalf."

"No no no."

Hearing this, Wang Zhao shook his head.

"It seems that even the leader of the Haotian Sect is not very smart. In this case..."

Wang Zhao paused, then suddenly stretched out his hand and surged with soul power, and picked up a one-armed Haotian Sect disciple from the ground, grabbed him by the collar and carried him.

"This guy who lost one hand should have been punished by my Spirit Hall back then, right? He must have a deeper memory of what happened back then than you, the sect leader, let me look through his memory~"

"Saint Son of Wuhun Palace, what are you going to do?!"

Seeing this situation, an elder from the Haotian Sect couldn't help but stepped forward aggressively.

Wang Zhao's eyes were slightly cold, and he hit the sickle with a sudden movement of his hand. The gray sword energy instantly drew a crack on the ground in front of the elder's feet.

"One more step forward, Wuhun Palace and Haotian Sect will start a war."

He said calmly.

"you……"

Hearing this, the faces of the senior officials of the Haotian Sect became ugly again. Although they doubted in their hearts that the Wuhun Palace would not violate their original obligation to worship the angels and their elders just because of the arrogant and domineering remarks of this holy son. Ancestor's agreement, but maybe?

With this thought in mind, Tang Xiao, the leader of the Haotian Sect, still said: "His Royal Highness the Holy Son, I hope you will not hurt him..."

"Heh~"

Wang Zhao smiled sarcastically again, too lazy to explain. He just silently recited the incantations of the necromancy "Soul Controlling Fire" and "Time Recall". A flame of nothingness ignited from his hand and spread to his hand. He continued to struggle. On the heads of Haotian Sect disciples.

Soon, the disciples of the Haotian Sect stopped struggling and became calm. Of course, it didn't mean that they died without any trauma, it was just that their souls were temporarily controlled by Wang Zhao and became stable.

Not long after, Wang Zhao spoke again and threw away the Haotian Sect disciple in his hand.

"found it."

As his voice fell, a huge picture was projected in the sky. The scene seemed to go back in time. Anyone in any position in the Haotian Sect's ancestral land could clearly see it. The picture showed the former Haotian Sect's residence. .

The scene first played the scene where Bibi Dong, who was still a saint at the time, forced the Haotian Sect to make a promise that "if Tang Hao attacks members of Wuhun Hall outside, he can be blamed on the Haotian Sect." However, Tang Hao had not yet waited for the scene. As soon as Xiao and others relaxed, the scene changed again. After being severely "humiliated" and exposed as a "novice", Tang Xiao's words of promise to Wuhun Palace were:

"The Haotian Sect will release news to the mainland. Although Tang Hao has nothing to do with the sect, if he causes any trouble outside, the sect will be responsible for it."

"..."

Afterwards, Wang Zhao slowly put away the time-traveling magic, looked at the group of Hammermen with uncertain faces below with an evil smile, and said: "Look, what your sect leader said at the beginning seems to be more than just to fight against Wu in Tang Hao. Only under the premise that the members of the Soul Palace take action can they accept the responsibility for his crimes."

"not to mention……"

Wang Zhao suddenly stretched out his hand again and pointed at himself in the wary eyes of the Hammermen.

"Why do you think the news that spread not long ago is that this Holy Son defeated that traitor Tang Hao?"

"It's not because the thief was so angry that he was chased by me. Anger arose in his heart, and he grew evil in his heart. In the process of escaping, he actually had the evil idea of ​​killing me completely or plundering me alive, and then used Haotian's weapon. It was only after I discovered Chui Wuhun’s identity. If I hadn’t been able to foil that guy’s conspiracy, what kind of end do you think I would have ended up with?”

"Could it be that the deacons and bishops that Tang Hao deliberately avoided attacking are members of Wuhun Palace, and this Holy Son is not?!"

Listening to Wang Zhao's increasingly aggressive words, the faces of the people below became even more ugly.

Although they wanted to retort by saying, "It's because you are chasing Tang Hao that Tang Hao can't bear to fight back at you," but they couldn't.

Because, this Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, just like Qian Xunji who pursued and killed Tang Hao back then, is acting with "righteousness"...

Tang Xiao's face kept changing, and finally he said in a low voice: "Your Highness, the Holy Son, just tell me what you want. I, the Haotian Sect, have nothing to compensate you for the Spirit Hall."

"Hahahahaha..."

Wang Zhao suddenly laughed, and then waved his hand casually.

"Forget it, forget it, your Haotian Sect's good things have been plundered by my Wuhun Palace army a long time ago. Even if there is any left in stock now, I don't care. The main reason for coming here today is to give an explanation to the people of the world. , and also to vent my anger."

As he spoke, Wang Zhao suddenly rose higher into the sky, and his voice, driven by his soul power, spread to the entire audience, even beyond this ancestral land.

"Haotian Sect! When I come here today, I will only make one move from Li Ming. Regardless of whether you can catch it or not, I will leave after one move."

Hearing this, Tang Xiao relaxed. He thought that if this was the case, then today's troubles would not be difficult to solve, so he looked at the elder beside him. The two of them held their respective Clear Sky Hammer martial spirits, and soon Soon they all flew up into the air.

"Then, Your Highness the Holy Son, please take action."

Tang Xiao took the initiative.

Obviously, he thought that as a super Douluo, he couldn't even take the so-called "one move" from the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. After all, he was once the same name as Tang Hao and was called the "Haotian Double Star" What a genius, not to mention that he also brought his own great elder with him just to be on the safe side.

Anyway, what Wang Zhao just said was "you". Tang Xiao said in his heart that labor and management can play word games. In this case, even if labor and management mobilize the whole family to welcome your "trick", why not?

Little did he know that Wang Zhao actually wanted him to use the strength of the entire sect...