After these words were spoken, the two looked at each other, and no one moved for a while.

Even Gao Ming, who had been in many battles and killed countless people, was hesitant.

Ever since he became an assassin, he has long disregarded life and death.

Yet he was afraid of dying this way.

Even if the body is destroyed, the spirit will continue to be tortured forever, and no one can accept this.

"What are you still doing standing there? Didn't you hear what I said? Do you have any bad intentions?"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them trembled violently. Chu Yin could not bear it any more and knelt directly on the ground like a quail in winter.

This scene attracted everyone's attention, and all their eyes were on him.

This kid's reaction is very unusual!

"I know him. He was a famous villain in Zhongzhou. He dared to kill people when he was only three years old. I didn't expect that he would be recruited by Xuantian Palace!"

In the crowd, You Jingfeng pointed out the other person's identity with a look of contempt.

"Heh... He was fearless when he was killing people, but why is he scared here? Look, he's about to piss himself!"

People mocked, but Chu Yin really didn't dare to move at all, as if he had been hit in a fatal spot.

"In that case, come up alone!"

Zhou Tong looked at Gao Ming with a half-smile, putting the opponent in a difficult position.

He was clearly a powerful saint at the second level, but at this moment he was like an old man staggering, stopping after every step and moving cautiously, and finally moved in front of Zhou Tong.

"Open the map and let me see it."

Zhou Tong waved his hand and a table rose from the ground, with exquisite patterns painted on it by spiritual energy.

The other party's pupils shrank when watching this scene. Such precise control was truly unprecedented.

Then, he spread the map on the table like a duck on a shelf and opened it bit by bit.

The process was so slow that the other person's forehead was sweating, and even the people around him became impatient.

It was opened halfway... 80%... 90% and then there was a loud bang!

Everyone became alert instantly!

I saw a dagger shining with colorful light falling on the table, emitting an astonishing murderous aura. Even a saint could feel the chill from it.

For a moment, the atmosphere was awkward.

“It’s over!!”

Gao Ming felt his head buzzing. According to the script, he should immediately pick up a dagger and assassinate Zhou Tong, or kidnap him and force him to let them go.

But perhaps because he was too nervous, he didn't catch the dagger at the first moment, causing it to fall straight onto the map.

This scene was quite funny. Even if a saint was terrified, he would never make such a mistake.

But for some reason, at that moment Gao Ming felt a pain in his head, as if someone had hit him with mental power, and this situation became the case.

“Scratch, scratch, scratch…”

In less than a blink of an eye, everyone below had drawn their weapons, ready to kill.

Zhou Tong, however, remained indifferent, not even his expression changed, and he stared at the other person with his smile on his face.

Gao Ming was in a state of confusion. He never thought that there would be a day when he would become a clumsy assassin.

At this time, the dagger was only two or three inches away from his hand, and Zhou Tong was no more than two feet away from him. If he picked up the dagger immediately, it seemed that he still had a chance of success.

But Zhou Tong did not move, as if he had reserved this opportunity for him.

"Do you people from Xuantian Temple like to carve maps on daggers?"

Gao Ming was completely shocked when he heard this. It seemed that the other party was not afraid at all!

The holy forbidden weapon had just been unsealed, and even a blind man could feel the strong aura on it, but Zhou Tong remained indifferent. What kind of confidence did he have!

"Pick up the dagger."

Zhou Tong said this suddenly, which made Gao Ming slightly stunned.

"I told you to pick up the dagger!"

“Yes…Yes…”

Gao Ming felt as if his head exploded. A strong mental force rushed into his head, giving him a splitting headache. He quickly picked up the dagger.

The next moment, he knelt on his knees, held the dagger in both hands, and handed it to Zhou Tong.

"Mr. Zhou, I am so forgetful that I forgot that I have a treasure to present to you. It is this precious sword that can kill an intermediate saint with one strike. Please accept it!"

"Great, I like this too!"

Zhou Tong picked up the dagger with a smile, tested the blade with his fingertips, and looked very satisfied.

"It's just that your way of giving gifts is a bit unique. The dagger stuck in the map reminds me of some stories."

Instantly, the hairs on Gao Ming's back stood up, and he stammered, "That's because... because... because I want to give you a surprise!"

"Surprise? Hahahaha!"

Zhou Tong couldn't help laughing.

"Please translate for me what surprise is!"

"Surprise... that's... that's what I'm going to give you..."

"Translate, translate, what exactly is a surprise!"

"surprise…"

"Translate for me, what the hell is a surprise!"

Zhou Tong's tone turned cold. Behind him, the surging mental power was like a vast ocean, one wave after another, hitting Gao Ming fiercely and almost overturning him!

He knew that if he could not give a satisfactory answer, he would be the next one to be hung on the mental torture pillar!

"Oh, I remember now!"

He slapped his head and pointed at Chu Yin behind him, as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

"This person is also a gift from me to you!"

"what?!"

Chu Yin looked terrified and stood up suddenly.

"Mr. Zhou, everything I say next is true. If there is even a single falsehood, I will die without a burial place!"

Gao Ming took a deep breath and began to reveal Chu Yin's past.

"You don't know, although this guy looks young, he has lived for seventy-six years in vain. He gets angry if he doesn't kill someone on a daily basis, and he has even come up with a set of fallacies that he uses specifically for killing training."

"The core secret of this method is that every time a practitioner kills someone, he or she can absorb the opponent's luck. At the same time, the luckier the person, the more likely they are to survive to the end in the killing game and become a person with greater luck. He called this theory the Refining Dragon Cultivation Method!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present suddenly woke up.

Good guy, this is really a good guy.

If this is true, then Chu Yin has really aroused Zhou Tong's hatred.

Even the old patriarch who launched the snake training plan was dug out of the grave and liquidated, so wouldn't Chu Yin, a living person, have more room to maneuver?

The smile on Zhou Tong's face froze little by little. This scene made everyone hold their breath.

They knew that this was definitely a sign of the coming storm.

"I was planning to go find you, but you came to me on your own initiative. This is really a pleasant surprise."

In an instant, Chu Yin felt as if the sky had fallen, as if the whole world had drifted away from him.

"You can't kill me. My godfather is the elder of Xuantian Temple and a capable subordinate of Lord Youmingzi. If you kill me, he will definitely not let you go!"