The blood-drinking dragon's teeth were the first to bloom in the darkness, followed by Suomen's five silver knives, they were already at the forefront of the team, at this time, seeing that the enemy had all entered the encirclement, Suomen's swordsman pierced the enemy's heart like a sword out of the sheath, and did not hesitate to pass through the center of the line, as if cutting butter with a hot table knife, and the team of thirty-five people instantly plummeted to twenty-eight. And the secret weapon of the Tang Sect had just arrived on the battlefield at this time.

Tribulus terrestris, nocturnal flower nails, rainstorm pear flower needles, bone penetrating nails, deadly sand, flying locust stones...... The dense hidden weapon and the rain silk descended from the sky, and the enemies in the center of the formation seemed to have no other way but to flee with their heads in their hands, and they could not turn back, because behind them was the sharp knife of Suomen.

"Kill!" I don't know who broke out in the black-clothed team with an amazing roar, revealing unwillingness and despair, yes, they were ambushed, and they became cannon fodder for this encounter. But cannon fodder also has the dignity of cannon fodder, even if they go to hell, they have to pull the enemy together!

The hidden weapon troops are most afraid of close attacks, and the leading enemy has sharp eyes, and they are the first to discover the grass where they are hiding in Tang Meng, "It's there!" Kill the guy who threw their secret weapon first! So a group of madmen rushed towards Tang Mengli, letting the night flower nails bloom on them, letting the rainstorm pear flower needles shoot them into a thousand holes, and even the poisonous thistle nailed to their feet couldn't stop them from leaping forward, they had to fight, they had to charge!

The masters of the Tang Sect methodically shook off the hidden weapon at hand, and then took a leisurely step back to the second line, watching a dozen or so bloody guys rush over, and they even had the leisure to joke, "Today's accuracy is good, and the hit rate is 80 percent." "The leader of the black-clothed team is a guy who makes a meridian stick, but unfortunately the tip of his stick still hasn't touched the corner of the hidden weapon force after all, because the Shaolin disciples have already been ready for battle, and the King Kong Demon Circle has been formed early, although there are only six people, it is enough to block the defeat of this group of remnants. And followed by the Beidou Sword Formation of the disciples of the Wudang layman, the Beidou Sword Formation is secretly in line with the Heavenly Dao, both offensive and defensive, and it is not possible to break through by brute force and blood. The formation of Shaolin and Wudang is like a thick layer of sponge, although they are retreating step by step, but each step is soaked in the blood of the enemy, and this layer of sponge does not seem to have been fully absorbed, Suomen's friends follow closely, ready to give this group of trapped beasts the final kill.

In fact, I don't know if I drink blood, there is another group of people hidden in the black jungle, and they are the real hunters. The black scarf is masked, the black clothes are black, and the only killing intent and cruelty in the eyes that cannot be stopped are bright red, the color of blood.

"Do you see it all?" The one who spoke was a guy who couldn't see his face, his voice was hoarse, and he seemed a little impatient, "Pay attention to those guys with knives, I'll be responsible for entanglement them in a while, and you guys go and cut the back row troops." "He actually seems to be relying on his own strength to block six sharp blades, including blood-drinking?! Who is he? What are his abilities?

"The people of the Tang Sect should have exhausted their hidden weapons, now there is no need to worry, we can "The cannon fodder is almost dead, we are ready to go!" With a command, ten black shadows disappeared from their place.

"The fight was surprisingly easy. There are no masters in the Death Gate. A young man next to Blooddrink wiped the blood from his face, and their casualties were negligible, except for one unlucky guy who tripped over the corpse and sprained his foot, if this was also a casualty.

"If I were you, I wouldn't put away my knife on the battlefield." Drinking blood said coldly, he always felt that something was wrong, this battle ended too simply, not only beyond Kaede's speculation, but also beyond his own expectations. If such a team of people made the scout group suffer a big loss a few days ago, I'm afraid no one will believe it. No, there's weirdness in that.

"Somen's friend, can we go back?" A male disciple of the Tang Sect stood up and walked in the direction of the golden sword drinking blood. He shook the empty hidden weapon sac, "Today's consumption is not small. The brethren have been drenched in the rain all night, so let's go back and have a cup of tea together...... "He could not finish his words, because a sharp dagger came out of his body, and at the same time a man with a hood and a black robe appeared.

The first reaction in the blood-drinking brain is that this is a trap! I've gone from being a lurking party to a sneak attacker! "Enemy attack! Watch out for enemy attacks! "Before the words fell, his knife had already appeared in front of the enemy holding the dagger just now with his people, the dragon's teeth were unsheathed, and the volley was six knives!" "Killing six knives" is a famous skill of drinking blood, and it is also a move that ended the adventure king's hundred poison envoys, six knives just wrote a "kill" word, the first two knives take people's eyes, followed by a knife to cut people's necks, and then a knife to disembowel the belly, and finally two knives obliquely inserted into the ribs. Six swords will be hit, and the gods and Buddhas will be destroyed!

However, the six swords that must have been slashed into the void all seemed to be slashed, and the set goal was neither blood-spattered seven feet, nor was the corpse on the spot, and he stood in place in good shape. It was as if a blood-drinking knife had passed through the void, as if everyone had fallen victim to some immeasurable illusion. However, in the eyes of the blood drinker, this is by no means an illusion, the enemy obviously moved three feet to the rear, and what he slashed was only the afterimage left in front of him, and after six swords, the enemy quickly moved back to the same place.

"What a fast knife, eh, it scared me to death." It's obviously a hoarse voice, but it pretends to be a child, which is really disgusting, and it can really arouse the anger of the enemy. It's a pity that drinking blood is not an ordinary enemy, he is Somen's golden sword, he knows when anger can be transformed into combat power, and when anger can kill people.

"Your Excellency is fast enough. Whoever can dodge my sword technique, you are the second. "Drinking blood frankly, this is really a very high praise, there was once a person who dodged the six knives that must be in the blood, and then he became the master of the Suomen, and now there are people who have dodged the six knives in the must, who is this person? It's a pity that the guy didn't appreciate it, "Really? Are there really so few people who have dodged your sword skills? I don't think it's that difficult. "This is simply a naked provocation, but unfortunately the blood-drinking knife is as steady as his heart, and the dragon's teeth hissed angrily, but they never swung out.